"Mr. Xiaofei calls me Miss Yi, but I'm actually not used to it." Yi Ming did not refuse or agree directly.

She had to think about this sudden proposal from Group Feiyi.

"Each of each other," said Fei Yi, "Miss Yi has called me Mr. Xiao Fei for so long, and I have never been used to it."

"Then what am I calling you? Is it Mr. Fei? Will you be more used to the initial title?"

“Not.”

"At the beginning, the village chief should have told you the title of Mr. Fei?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, it was what Mingwazi and I said, and I also took a very detailed note. Mr. Fei, do you want to take a look? What else do you remember not enough details?"

"I think I remember it too much. When I first came to Yijia Village, Ms. Han was afraid that I would get angry about some miscellaneous things, so she deliberately called me Mr. Fei a little flatteringly. She was unlikely to call me that."

"Is that true?" Yi Cunzhang was still a little skeptical.

"Village Chief, you must have thought of me because of Ms. Han's attitude, and you regarded me as the decision-maker who could decide where to build a new factory, right?"

"Isn't that true? Mr. Fei is the hope of our entire village."

"I was actually just getting off the plane that day and was temporarily pulled to make up the numbers." Feiyi decided to take this opportunity to explain all the misunderstandings that should not have: "It is not true that there are top students at Oxford University. I just went to college in the city of Oxford."

Fei Yi did this to avoid Yi Ming's own discovery and expressed his disappointment with him.

It is said that the higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

He has never been in love and does not know any tricks.

The only thing you can do is be as sincere as possible.

Like a small class with the dream of a descendant of Luban.

According to Ms. Han, during his small class, everyone loved him and car was in the car.

Unlike later, I developed a character that even a dog disliked. Flowers are defeated when they see flowers, and car tires are blown when they see cars.

"I think a person's experience, attitude towards things, and what school he studied does not have a direct relationship. What the school teaches is definitely not enough to let Mr. Xiao Fei deal with things like today."''

Yi Ming gave a very pertinent and positive evaluation.

I heard it so much that I was filled with joy.

"Is that so? Otherwise, why don't you get to know each other again?" Fei Yi's group reached out to Yi Ming and said, "Hello, my name is Fei Yi. The class is Lu Ban's class."

Yi Ming couldn't think of a reason to refuse after introducing himself again like this.

She quickly responded: "Hello, my name is Yi Ming, Ming is Ming Cha's Ming."

Looking at the smile on Yi Ming's face, Fei Yiban's heartbeat was very fast.

There is an illusion that it is about to burst out from the chest.

Fei Yi tried hard to suppress his running heartbeat and said in the calm tone as possible: "If Roake white tea can be made, then we will be the relationship between Director Yi and President Fei in the future."

"Director Yi? Do you want me to be the factory manager? Why?" Yi Ming smiled and asked Sanlian.

The smile looks good as ever.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

It was obviously the same smile, but Ban Feiyi felt that there was a lot more temperature that was not there before.

He really wanted to praise this smile.

A little bit of a word.

Moreover, now is not the right time to praise your appearance.

"Because I don't understand white tea at all. If I were asked to be the factory manager, our quality control would definitely be ruined. So, the factory manager must be you."

"If you know tea, you should find the village chief to be the factory director."

"You young people are good at doing things. I will not get involved with an old man who is better off than to do things." Yi Cunzhang became cruel and even scolded himself.

Although Yi Cunzhang was used to crying a little, his speaking skills were also a little lacking.

But in some aspects, there is still a keen sense of touch.

At least it is much more sensitive than the emotional party involved in Feiyi Group.

Meng Tongxin, who had been silent, also participated in the conversation at this time and said, "It's too early to talk about these things now. We have to see what medicine is sold in Liu Jinyang's gourd."

Fei Yi naturally introduced Meng Tongxin to Yi Ming and said, "I'll introduce you to Brother Meng, Meng Tongxin who came with me."

"Hello, Brother Meng, I'm Yi Ming. Just call me Xiao Yi." Yi Ming also answered naturally.

"I'd better call you Yi Ming like Yi Yi." Meng Tongxin shook hands with Yi Ming and said, "I'm very happy to see you again, Miss Yi Ming. I always hear you mention it."

"Again? Have we seen it before?" Yi Ming looked at Meng Tongxin curiously.

"Yes, at the memorial service of Director Fei. You came very early that day, but you didn't go to the venue and just wandered around the factory. I was not sure about your purpose at that time, so I followed you quietly for a while."

"Oh, that's it. Sorry, I originally wanted to find a security guard to ask, but after entering the factory, I couldn't find anyone to ask, so I turned on the self-service factory shopping mode."

"What's wrong with this? At first, I was worried that someone would make trouble. Later, I saw that she was such a beautiful young lady, so I was left with the thought of trying to catch up with her but not daring."

Fei Yi looked at Meng Tongxin.

Brother Meng is indeed the man who flirts with the female master in the factory.

Is this the legendary thing, passing by the flowers, without a leaf touching the body?

Or is Brother Meng really interested in Yi Ming?

Class Fei Yi didn't understand it very well.

Meng Tongxin's next sentence made Fei Yi suddenly enlightened.

Meng Tongxin said: "Fortunately, I held back and didn't go to chat with me, otherwise I would have found out one by one. I guess I'd have to fight with me now."

"No, Brother Meng. Mr. Feiyi is not such a person." Yi Ming changed the title of Feiyi, but it was not so thorough.

"One shift is one shift, why do you need to add a sir, Miss Yi Ming?" Feiyi, who had been steady for the afternoon, suddenly became childish again.

"Yiyi, it's not that Brother Meng said, why are you always struggling with the same title? It's almost the same name." Meng Tongxin said meaningfully: "It's related, so the title will naturally become close."

"Brother Meng!"

"What's wrong?"

"Will talking too much affect the direction of muscle lines?"

Meng Tongxin reacted, a innocent young man who could not even flirt with girls actually began to dislike him for talking too much.

"Are you sure you don't need me to help you adjust the atmosphere?" Meng Tongxin asked.

"Confirm certain and sure."

"From now on, I'm just a driver who turns a blind eye to the outside world. I'll go to the car to wait for you." Meng Tongxin gave up.

Seeing this, Yi Ming quickly helped Fei Yi team find some repairs and said, "Brother Meng has come here so far, but he hasn't even drunk the tea from Yijia Village. Now he says he wants to turn a blind eye to the matter outside the window, but I won't follow you."

"Okay, I'll listen to Miss Yi Ming." Meng Tongxin immediately followed suit: "I heard that the young lady's skills in making tea are also first-class."

The speed of changing faces is beyond the reach of the world.

The key to changing face is not the key, the key is why Meng Tongxin called Miss Yi Ming so smoothly?

Is it because he calls the female master too much in the factory, or is it simply because he is old?

Very old!

Class Fei Yi was very angry.

It's like a little kid who hopes to become an adult every day.

But he can't show it.

If he continues to be childish, he will lose.

"That must be first-class! And the village chief's first-hand temperature control skills are also worth looking forward to." Fei Yi thought of Meng Tongxin and said, "You will know that the tea is different as soon as you drink it. But you may not be able to tell what is different. There is a feeling that the way is simple."

"Is that so? That may be because one word is exhausted. I'll find a way to say one, two, and three later."

"I'm still a wooden man, one, two, three." Fei Yi retorted back in anger.

"Yi Ye San San Mu Man? Now? If you want to play with Miss Yi Ming, I can also be with you."

“…”

Perhaps, being with those who have watched themselves grow up will always reveal the innocence and childishness of childhood from time to time.

But the first two and third wooden people, Fei Yi team really has no interest in playing anymore.

Why do you jump back to such a childish topic when talking about white tea carefully?

Is this really his own problem?

Originally, Fei Yi was preparing to give his performance 90 points today. When the wooden man came out, he felt that his points would be likely to be zero again.

"When you were kids, did you also play one, two or three wooden men?" Yi Ming was a little surprised and said, "I thought that only our rural children would play such games to pass the time."

"This game should be of no age, no border, no race, no race," Meng Tongxin said: "Just grow up so big, never won. His childhood dream might be to defeat me in this game."
To be continued...