On the 36th floor of Jinmao Building, Feng Yiping pressed the phone call again and again, "Xiao Wu, give me a cup of coffee, no milk, no sugar, no ice,"

"Okay, come now,"

Unexpectedly, the one who brought the coffee in later was not the long-legged black stockings, standard-made school beauties who were dressed in outside, but the owner of this office, Jin Ling.

She held the coffee and said laughing and crying, "Have you made enough trouble?"

After so long in the morning, her newly recruited secretary, mineral water, orange juice, tea, cola, and coffee, has given Feng Yiping five times.

“It was salty in the morning.”

Where can I eat salty in the morning? At Feng Yiping's strong request, they got up early and went to Chenghuang Temple to eat Xiaolongbao and soy milk.

"Oh, I was wrong, it was because I had too sweet food. I added too much sugar to my bowl of soy milk, and it's a bit terrible now." Anyway, Feng Yiping always has a reason.

"You'd better prepare well, and you'll have another interview," Jin Ling saw that he was dominating his seat and could only sit on the chair opposite him to work.

Feng Yiping took the coffee and turned around in a swivel chair. "Sitting on the tallest building in the country, looking at the Huangpu River below, the waves are running, the surging river flows for thousands of miles, which is in line with the identity of a president."

He paused, "Especially, there is also a school beauty secretary who is beautiful, generous, gentle and charming, knows three foreign languages, has outstanding abilities, and has long hair shawls," he said.

"I won't say anything about the office. You tell me why you all have a secretary, so you won't give me a match?" He looked injured.

"Haha," Jin Ling smiled and lay on the table, intentionally or unintentionally shawl his long hair, which was also shawl. Yesterday, when Feng Yiping arrived here, he was a little jealous when he saw her office and secretary.

"Then you have one too. You choose it yourself, and then you are in the classroom. She holds your bag and cell phone and waits at the door of the classroom."

Feng Yiping understood that that would naturally not work!

"It's not fair anyway." He still said angrily.

"Okay, I'll lend you Xiao Wu to you in the past two days, okay,"

Feng Yiping's occasional childishness always made Jin Ling angry, "Can you give me your seat now?"

"What are you saying? I'll lend it to me? What will happen if Xiao Wu feels when he hears it?" Feng Yiping felt that these words had several meanings in it. Some little yellow and little evil.

"I don't need to know what Xiao Wu will think after hearing this," Jin Ling sat back in her seat and typed at the keyboard with a crackling sound. "I care more about what would Jingping think if she knew about this?"

Feng Yiping fell down on the sofa in a depressed manner.

Jin Ling said this, how could he dare to let the beautiful Xiao Wu follow him?

"The clanging sound I just heard was the water in your stomach when you fell down?" Jin Ling's sword was like a stroke of divine origin.

This is not over yet. "You are jealous, did I ask Xiao Wu to send some alkaline drinks to help you neutralize?"

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At the beginning, Feng Yiping was very happy to be a vanity. Everyone has it. Moreover, when it comes to TV, he can not only promote himself, but also help promote the company. Why not do it?

But now, he is somewhat resistant. Now in China, the three words "Feng Yiping" are not just personal names, but also some are famous. And the larger the company, the more people know that he personally doesn't need to become famous on TV.

However, when I first arrived in Shanghai, companies that were eager to open up the situation were in great need.

Therefore, even though he was reluctant, he could only go on TV and be interviewed again.

This interview was a topic I contacted in Shanghai last year. Feng Yiping and the Shanghai phenomenon-level writer, Han, are also phenomenal writers born in the 1980s, and they are in the same scene.

To be honest, Feng Yiping didn't know much about this classmate Han because he later worked in the industry and the circle he had with classmate Han was completely unmatched.

I’m so sorry that he didn’t read a single book of books. It’s not that he didn’t like it. It’s just that he didn’t have money to buy it at that time. When he had money to buy it later, he had already entered society. Those novels that describe cruel youth were no longer attractive to him at that time.

He remembered that classmate Han seemed to have changed many identities, young writers, pioneer writers, racers, and later he seemed to be talking about, thinkers?

The final impression is that he also follows the trend as a director to make movies, for box office, that is, for money, various publicity, and various lowered his posture.

Feng Yiping understood at that time, to put it bluntly, no matter what family it is, after getting married, the primary task is to make money to support the family.

In essence, everything they do is no different from their own little businessman. They are all for making money, but one makes it easy and the other makes it hard.

In the dressing room, Feng met Han, the living for the first time, accompanied by his parents. He seemed to be a little envious of himself with two beauties, Jin Ling and Xiao Wu.

When he saw it, Feng Yiping felt very familiar. Without it, the smile on his face of Han was very familiar with Feng Yiping. People and animals were harmless and a little shy. Isn’t that another face of Feng Yiping?

Feng Yiping was born close to him, and it turned out to be a fellow fellow. "Hello, hello," he enthusiastically held Classmate Han's hand, "Looking for a long time,"

Looking at the enthusiastic Feng Yiping, Han was a little uncomfortable with it and his eyes dodged, "Hello,"

His father was prepared for a long time and took out two books from his bag, which were Feng Yiping's two books. "Yiping classmate, Xiao Han admires you very much, please sign him a name,"

Admiration? Feng Yiping smiled. This should not be what Classmate Han meant, it must be his father's polite words on such an occasion.

Since ancient times, there has always been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. With the temperament of Han, how could he say such things?

From the later days, he and another writer who was born in the 1980s, including his movies, he had the intention of fighting with that one. From these, we can see that he is not a person who can easily surrender.

Feng Yiping estimated that even his parents might be gritting their teeth and polite when they said this.

In the eyes of parents, their children are definitely the best, not to mention that Han is indeed an idol of many peers, which can indeed make his parents proud.

Besides, people from Alla Shanghai, you know, always have a natural advantage in their hearts for people from other places. If it weren't for Feng Yiping's Jiasheng Group, the investment of 100 million US dollars in Pudong would have been reported, and they would probably not have said such polite words.

Fortunately, Feng Yiping was not unprepared - mainly because Xiao Wu was prepared, "Uncle, you are too polite. I also happened to have a book, so I want you to sign it." Xiao Wu handed over two books behind him, which were the first novel published by Han last year.

"I finished reading it one night," Feng Yiping said with the book.

Feng Yiping flattered that the family of three, including Xiao Han, were very happy and laughed.

"Xiao Han has always said that your novel has beautiful words and he likes it very much," said Han's mother.

"I also like the humor in his novels," Feng Yiping replied.

Jin Ling turned around and turned her back to the door, she was afraid that she would laugh.

Feng Yiping did finish reading that novel in one night, but only a few minutes in one night - he read the beginning and then the ending, which is what is called finishing reading in one night.

"You two are both of you, and you can also be considered as peers. You will be on stage and support each other," said Han's father with a smile. "There are several educational experts among the guests this time,"

"Uncle is right, help me later," Feng Yiping said to classmate Han with a smile.

Nowadays, various interview programs in China are catering to the audience's preferences. They are in a stable style and no one likes to watch them, so there are many sharp problems that are difficult to deal with during the interview process.

Before the official recording was made, Feng Yiping, who has always been a good-tempered, raised objections to the scene temporarily arranged today.

In order to highlight the conflict, the other guests invited today were also divided into two camps. Two groups of guests with opposite opinions sat opposite each other. In addition, the two people born in the 1980s were sitting opposite the host, and they were surrounded by a small circle.

However, no matter how Feng Yiping looked at this posture and layout, he felt like he was judging them.

He said to the number one brother of Shanghai TV, "Teacher Cao, do we have no respect for them when we turn our backs to the audience like this? Is this position easy to adjust?"

OK, Cao Mingting didn't expect that Han, who was worried about not being able to cooperate, looked very well-behaved and easy to talk to, but why doesn't this Feng, who thinks he has a good temper, look like a good match? (To be continued.)

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