Vol 5 Chapter 818: Ask the blind

?Why are you so depressed? Tell them the reason.

　　

　　 "At the end of the year, although it seems to have gained a lot, sometimes it feels empty, especially physically, it feels like it’s hollowed out,"

　　

　　 "You are so tired," Page said.

　　

　　 "Can you not be tired, our Mr. Feng, this year has achieved such great success in various fields, how much effort is needed behind this?" Brin said.

　　

　　 "The day after tomorrow, you take Huang and Amanda, find a place to rest for a week, don't be too strained," Page suggested.

　　

　　 "Let's go skiing, go to Switzerland, or Lake Tahoe," Sure enough, Brin said immediately.

　　

　　 Feng Yiping and Page both shook their heads. This guy really loves skiing deeply.

　　

　　 I don’t know if it’s the same as the Football Federation. There will be a World Ski Federation. If so, it’s hard to justify not giving him the title of Promotion Ambassador.

　　

Not to mention Feng Yiping and his colleagues, even the company’s customers, partners, and even his occasional whim, suddenly appeared on the interview site, and they would also ask candidates about skiing..., that’s the end of time, only skiing. Dead end.

　　

　　 The reactions of Peppa and Feng Yiping made Brin very dissatisfied.

　　

　　Especially Feng Yiping, no matter how he confuses and preaches, he has remained indifferent to his original intention. He always stayed away from the sport of skiing and never tried it once. This made Brin feel quite frustrated.

　　

"Feng, trust me, as long as you try it once, you will definitely fall in love with it," Brin squeezed onto Feng Yiping’s sofa, "Think about it, among the rolling mountains, you take a deep breath. As soon as the pole was pushed hard, the whole person whizzed all the way down from the top of the mountain, that kind of experience of wind speed, that wind-like freedom, that flying-like feeling, tut...," He closed his eyes intoxicated.

　　

　　 Feng Yiping and Peppa both saw the surprise in each other's eyes, and Brin's description was really exciting.

　　

　　 "Wake up," Feng Yiping patted him, "I solemnly suggest that Brin can be responsible for the future copywriting."

　　

　　 "I totally agree," Peppa said, holding up his glass.

　　

　　 Brin shook his head disappointedly, "Feng, maybe there are too many things that make you think about it, so it's so difficult for you to accept new attempts?"

　　

　　 "Isn't my mentality young? This may be true, but skiing really has nothing to do with my mentality. I also like to feel like flying, but I am more worried about the landing problem after flying."

　　

　　 Peppa touched Feng Yiping loudly, which was a self-evident agreement.

　　

　　 "You two...,"

　　

　　 Looking at Brin's bored look, Feng Yiping finally got up tonight, "Hahaha,"

　　

　　 At this time, two employees came over, "Three...," Peppa and Brin stood up immediately, Feng Yiping waved his hands, "I won't go, lie here for a while,"

　　

　　 Since it is an annual meeting, there will always be occasions where they need to appear.

　　

　　…………

　　

　　 Listening to the noise upstairs and downstairs and the surroundings, Feng Yiping really relaxed. Although he didn't have the mood to blend in with them, it was better than the feeling of being alone at this time.

　　

　　 He drank all the wine in his glass and lay on the sofa in his clothes, closing his eyes and thinking.

　　

　　Perhaps, Peppa is right. After the 26th, you can take Jingping and her daughter to find a place to go on vacation. It might be a good time to go on vacation.

　　

　　 Just, alas, he turned over on the sofa a little irritably, and heard a lady come in. First the doorknob twisted, and then with a "boom", the door was gently closed.

　　

　　 He sat up and took a look, "It's you Meyer,"

　　

"What's wrong with you, are you tired?" Meyer in a black evening dress walked over with a scent of fragrance. "Look, your clothes are all wrinkled, wait," she walked to the side. In the bedroom, take out a hanger, "It might be better to hang it for a while,"

　　

　　 "Thank you," Feng Yiping waved his hand.

　　

　　 He was still quite wary of Meyer's request to undress by himself, even if it was just a coat.

　　

　　Meyer looked at the empty cup he put aside, "What happened tonight, how do I feel that you are worried?"

　　

　　 "It's nothing, I just feel a little tired. By the way, I haven't officially congratulated you, congratulations, Mayer,"

　　

Her congratulations still made Meyer smile, but immediately turned the topic back to Feng Yiping, "You can't hide from me, you may be tired, but the main reason must be something. ,"

　　

　　 I have to say that compared to the two rough guys of Page and Brin, Meyer's intuition is indeed more sensitive.

　　

　　 "Really not," Feng Yiping shook his head.

　　

"Although I may not be able to solve your problem, I am definitely a very good listener," Meyer said. "Look, you even told me about your son. What else is wrong? What am I talking about?"

　　

　　 The future helm of Jiasheng America scheduled by Feng Yiping has already received the same treatment as Jin Ling in some matters. She is another person who knows Ma Ling and Vincent.

　　

　　 Looking at Feng Yiping's eyes, she was shocked, "Isn't it? Does Huang already know it?"

　　

Feng Yiping hesitated for a moment. For such a question, he really needs an audience. "I don't know yet, but they met Ma Ling and Vincent, and Amanda likes Vincent very much, and repeatedly asked Jingping to give Ma Ling called and asked them out to play,"

　　

　　He briefly told Mayer about the current situation.

　　

"Hahaha," Meyer laughed uncompassionately, "How do I feel that this is like a plot in a soap opera, okay, okay," she looked at Feng Yiping with a little annoyed look, "Ma Ling The worry is right, that is, she won’t let Huang know it. Those two little guys won’t pay attention to these problems. Sooner or later they will understand that the dad in their mouth is actually the same person. At that time, you were passive. Up,"

　　

　　 "So, I want to solve this problem before the worst situation arises,"

　　

"But how do you solve it?" She shook her head, "I really don't understand you. You used so much effort to find Ma Ling because of your self-esteem and you don't allow people to be thrown away so unclearly. Or is it because you are responsible to every woman you have ever slept with?"

　　

　　 Feng Yiping nodded, and Meyer was stunned, "God, what age are you, and you still maintain this concept, or are Chinese men like you?"

　　

　　 "That's why you keep rejecting me?" she asked again.

　　

　　 Why did you bring the topic to this again? "I want to confess to Jingping first, do you think this is a good way?"

　　

　　 Obviously, after all, this matter can't be concealed, or that it can be concealed for a while, but not for a lifetime. Under this premise, Feng Yiping feels that proactive confession is still a more reliable method.

　　

　　 "I'm not talking about Jingping too much, but you can see some problems from your hesitation and hesitation. Some of us might prefer men to keep some things from them."

　　

　　 "Of course, for me, this problem is actually not a problem. If you can accept it, then accept it, if you can't accept it, then separate.

　　

　　 "But it seems that you can't bear it on either side, right?" She looked at Feng Yiping and asked.

　　

　　 Feng Yiping did not speak, indicating that he was acquiesced.

　　

　　 "There is another possibility. There are also many wealthy wives who choose to turn a blind eye to these things,"

　　

　　 She looked at the door, "For example, Schmidt, we all know his style, and his wife also knows his style,"

　　

Schmidt at work and Schmidt outside work are totally two people. Outside of work, he especially likes to "stay" with those young and beautiful girls, and always bring some young and beautiful girls back to himself The villa..., this is in Silicon Valley, this is not a secret in the high-tech industry in the United States.

　　

　　 And ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This does not affect people's respect for him.

　　

　　 "But, are they still together? I heard that someone even asked his wife about this question, and she laughed it off."

　　

　　 "I don't know how it is in China, this kind of problem is too common among the wealthy circles here,"

　　

　　 Feng Yiping shook his head. It is difficult to make him like that, and it is even harder to make Huang Jingping like that.

　　

　　 "This is not okay? Actually, there is another possibility. According to your statement, Huang's impression of Ma Ling seems to be good. Then, is it possible that they can get along peacefully? You know, Mr. Buffett is like this."

　　

　　 Feng Yiping continued to shook his head, how could such a thing be easy to replicate?

　　

　　Meyer helped her analyze several possibilities, all of which were rejected by Feng Yiping one by one. She finally shook her head, "Then I really can't do anything,"

　　

　　 "But," she rolled her eyes, "I can at least let you forget your worries for a while and be happy," she snuggled up, "Look, the room is right next to it,"