Chapter 137: Camille wins
Mentioned this matter, the brothers' hearts became heavy.
Over the years, their limelight has long been robbed by Fengxian. When people outside mention the Feng family, which one thinks of Fengxian first?
Feng Yu solemnly said: "Don't worry, Dad, this time is different. There is no news at all from the second brother. I have Camille here and I can't lose!"
Father is not very optimistic: "This is not good. Product quality is only one aspect. If you want to sell well, the more important thing is the marketing method. You two, who has many other ideas?"
Feng Lie put down his chopsticks: "Dad, you can't be aspiring to others to destroy your own prestige. After researching things, they are all sold under the brand of Weishi. The key is to look at the quality. My R&D team is already mature and has developed more A research project, you can’t go wrong.”
On Feng Lie's side, most of the people who use it are the old employees of Weishi. In order to ensure that innovation keeps up with the young and enthusiastic tastes, a few fresh blood has been specially added to it. Lin Wenyu is one of them.
Feng Yu also said: "Anyway, with Camille, I won."
"By the way, I saw Tang Qianmiao in that district just now."
Feng Chuchu, who had been speechless, raised his head: "What is she doing there?"
"Who knows, carrying a few bags of things, no one is with him."
Outside, the full moon hangs high, and the night is as cool as water.
Two hours later.
Qian Miao put down the bottle and patted the drinker on the shoulder, "Hey, didn't you drink all night?"
She smiled: "Camille?"
Camille himself was already lying on the table and snored slightly.
Qian Miao picked up the bottle and took another sip, not very happy.
Every time she drinks it to the end, she will only be left sober.
She tidied up the things on the table and helped the person into the bedroom to settle down.
Looking at the time, it was past nine o'clock.
After thinking about it, I still plan to go back.
She didn't want to disturb Black Chicken's spare time, so she planned to fight back.
Just walked out of the gate of the district, but heard the sound of a horn.
Feng Xian got out of the car and walked towards her.
Approaching, frowning: "Drinking?"
Alcohol can stimulate Rao's authenticity. Qianmiao didn't hide the smug in his eyes, looked at him, and smiled faintly: "I, Feng Xian, Mr. Feng."
It was the first time Feng Xian heard her calling herself such a formal name, and she suddenly found it interesting: "Huh?"
Qianmiao poked his finger at his heart, his eyes were cold: "Don't take yourself too seriously, don't take care of my business."
The scornful and domineering smile finally turned into coldness.
She turned her eyes away and walked with her pocket in her pocket, not getting into his car.
"It's difficult to take a taxi on this road."
As soon as the male voice fell, a taxi slowly appeared in Liangrao's field of vision, with the word "empty" on the roof.
Qian Miao glanced at him and chuckled.
Immediately, he reached for the car.
The driver drove towards her, and suddenly, looking at her behind, his face changed a bit, and he immediately turned and left.
Qian Miao frowned and looked back.
Feng Xian stood quietly beside her, not seeing what he had done.
He opened the car door: "Let's go."
Qianmiao didn't want to waste time, so he bent down and got in.
Before the car drove, he handed over a bottle of water.
She took it, put it aside without drinking, and asked faintly: "Why are you here?"
Feng Xian started the car and said, "Have you met Feng Yu?"
Qian Mian suddenly understood.
She said nothing, closed her eyes and rested.
After a while, there was a voice from the side: "From now on, don't drink so much wine unless I'm here."
(So hungry, sisters, reward the spicy sticks)
