Vol 5 Chapter 1027: Home

At the Capital Airport, late at night, when Feng Yiping walked out of the cabin, a cold wind blew his face.

During the day, the crowded transportation hub is still brightly lit, bright as daylight, but exceptionally quiet.

When the flight approaching the airport with flashing lights landed, the sound of tires rubbing against the runway was rare and pure. Not far away, a flight was disembarking passengers. Many people with their heads folded, their hands on their chests, yawning, Walk quickly into the shuttle bus.

There is relief and anticipation in the burnout.

Feng Yiping put his hand in the open windbreaker pocket, squinted his eyes and stood in the cold wind for a while, feeling the cold and tiredness, and when he opened his eyes, he regained his energy.

He hasn't gone to find a bed right now, and feels comfortable with the blessing of sleeping.

He walked a few steps back and shook hands with the four crew members standing in the doorway, "Thank you for your hard work,"

"Don't dare to be, this is our honor," the middle-aged captain, holding Feng Yiping's hand in both hands, "I wish you all the best!"

The few hours spent with Feng Yiping gave them a very intuitive understanding of Feng Yiping. As soon as they got on the plane, they began to work hard. It's not like the richest man who made impressive achievements at a young age. It's like a young man who just entered the workplace, so he is desperate to perform and has no foundation.

What impressed them even more was his gentleness. During the voyage to and from South Korea, he rarely even took the initiative to ask for drinks, so that the two flight attendants became dispensable roles along the way.

He was also very polite. He did not forget to say thank you for such trivial things as turning on the lights and pulling down the sun visor.

Whether it's kind or polite, it doesn't seem to be pretentious.

To be honest, people at Feng Yiping's level have absolutely no need to pretend in front of their crew.

They have flew many charter flights. Among them, there are many famous business elites and celebrities, as well as the so-called celebrities who suddenly come in.

Those who are impeccably perfect in the spotlight and in the media reports, on the plane, without exception, performed many versions of "God". In short, they have one purpose and strive to make them expensive. Try to spend as good value as possible.

Of course, their approach is not incomprehensible, but compared with Feng Yiping, it is really superior.

Regardless of what people around you think of the hot topics related to Feng Yiping on the Internet, these four crew members have already been circled by Feng Yiping's strength. People with this kind of education and quality will never be the ones on the Internet. As described.

"Thank you,"

Wu Qian came over, holding four red envelopes in her hand, "For those of you who are celebrating the New Year, you have to work hard. This is a little bit of our heart. Please accept it and say hello to our family."

The attitude is very sincere.

While the crew refused to leave, Feng Yiping had already walked to the coaster, who was marked with VIP reception on the body, and waved back at them.

Little stars suddenly appeared in the eyes of the two flight attendants. How could such a person be as unbearable as some descriptions on the Internet?

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"Uncle," Feng Wenhui smiled and ran over from the Maybach.

"Why are you here? Didn't you let you stay at home for a few days during the New Year?"

"I can't stay at home," Feng Wenhui said briefly.

Since his father married his stepmother, he has somehow lost his place in that family.

Of course, it's not easy to trouble my uncle with such a thing at this time.

"And...," he didn't finish his words, and there was a small movement next to him, "I'm sorry, sir, please don't come near,"

"President Feng, it's me, I'm Li Zhixiong," the man who was stopped by Owen's hand waved.

Feng Yiping looked at his watch, and it was already the early hours of Valentine's Day, and he was still guarding here.

He gestured, and Li Zhixiong was let go, "Happy New Year, President Feng, long time no see!"

"Happy New Year, Director Li, you have worked so hard, why would you still be squatting here, just contact Jiayi if you have something to do, she will return to China in the morning."

Naturally, Li Zhixiong knew, but he couldn't get any news from Zheng Jiayi at all.

"President Feng, congratulations to you today, oh, yesterday’s achievements in Korea, we reported on the evening, of course, I’m sorry, this time, we were not able to help much,"

"In addition, I would like to ask, Jiasheng Mall and Ali, will there be any actions in the near future? Because I think such news will be very helpful to you,"

Feng Yiping looked at this media worker who had had several acquaintances with him, feeling a little warm, "Or, let's get in the car to talk,"

"Little..., Mr. Feng," Wen Hui yelled when he heard this, "What's the matter?" Feng Yiping opened the car door and froze. "Dr Li, thank you for your concern and help. You will be clear in a few days,"

Li Zhixiong immediately understood that there was already someone in the car. At the same time, Feng Yiping's words also indirectly confirmed his opinion, "Understand, understand, I look forward to seeing the good news soon, so I won’t bother you."

"Sorry," Feng Yiping watched Li Zhixiong get into his car and immediately got into the car. "Why are you here so late?"

"Where is my daughter, are you asleep?"

Huang Jingping still looks a little cold, "She waits for you to fall asleep, I can't sleep,"

Feng Yiping took a look, the partition horse in the middle of the car rose, he grabbed Huang Jingping's hand, "Thank you,"

Huang Jingping's hand had a trace of struggle and hesitation, but she immediately let Feng Yiping grasp it obediently.

"Is there really nothing wrong?" she asked.

"Just these remarks, what impact can they have on us?" Feng Yiping took Huang Jingping over, closed his eyes and sniffed the smell on her body, and immediately became excited, "rest assured, this is just a gift for us. It's just an opportunity,"

Huang Jingping was also doing the same thing as Feng Yiping, she also leaned on Feng Yiping's chest, greedily sniffing the familiar taste, and listening to his heartbeat gradually getting up quickly, she felt extremely secure.

In the past few days, she has returned to this warm and reassuring embrace in dreams many times, but in the face of reality, she has stopped.

She was actually a little grateful for the incident on the Internet. With this incident and the persuasion of Jin Ling and Zhang Yan before, she was able to let go of those knots in a logical way.

At this time, she didn't want to worry about other things. It felt so good!

The steady Maybach drove steadily on the empty streets in the middle of the night, soundproofed very well, and in the carriage where no vibration was felt, it was extremely quiet, and the heartbeat of two people could be heard vaguely.

Huang Jingping twisted her head on Feng Yiping's chest a few times, and finally put it there comfortably.

After Feng Yiping whispered in her ear, "We are here," she raised her head, looking a little sleepy.

Just now, she even took a nap, "here?"

"I'm home," Feng Yiping said.

Yes, when you get home, there is a home where there is him.

She straightened her hair and clothes immediately, and whispered, "Zhang Yan and Ma Ling are in the suite downstairs. I heard that Vincent has been waiting for you."

Feng Yiping said "Oh", he really couldn't answer these words.

"You go up first, I have to go to the office to see," he really doesn't know how to deal with this situation. Of course, there is indeed work waiting for him in the office.

"okay, I will wait for you,"

"Jingping," Wu Qian in the second car hurriedly walked over, "Here is Yiping's luggage,"

"Thank you Wu Qian, just leave it to me," Huang Jingping looked at those big boxes, there were so many?

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Chen Tao has already arrived in the meeting room next to Jin Ling's office in the opposite building. It will still be a scene of enthusiasm ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ Everyone has a cup at hand, either coffee or strong tea.

"President Jin," Chen Tao called.

"Oh, you're here," Jin Ling stood up with a folder, "Thank you,"

She wanted to ask Feng Yiping, but then she thought, there are three people over there waiting to see him, which might be very busy.

She rubbed her temples to drive away the trace of loss and melancholy, "This is a related arrangement. Look at it. Besides, it has already been arranged. At noon tomorrow, we will meet with the relevant personnel of CCTV and prepare for lunch. ,"

"Okay," Chen Tao quickly took over the document, looking hurriedly.

At this time, Feng Yiping's voice rang, "You have worked hard,"

Jin Ling hurriedly turned his head, why is he here now?

There was already an unstoppable smile on her face.