People are jealous when they see it, and ghosts are disgusted when they see it.

This is the most suitable word to describe Qin Weiqian!

Everyone in the planning department was sour, and Lu Jing was even more depressed. She could not think of a better way to comfort herself. Qin Weiqian's current salary was really too high.

At least when Qin Wan'er was still here, the president never bought Qin Wan'er Yupinge's snacks. Qin Wan'er shamelessly bought the delicious ones and delivered them to the company and Feng Jiuci's office. That's okay, Feng Jiuci

Jiuci refused to eat and gave all the things Qin Wan'er made to others.

In such a comparison, except for the fact that Qin Weiqian did not receive any money, her treatment was better than that of Qin Wan'er.

As for Qin Weiqian, she had no idea that she had become the focus of the entire company at this moment. At this moment, she was sitting pitifully in the president's office, looking at the snacks on the table without moving.

Mrs. Feng said: "Why don't you eat it? I bought this specially for you. You probably don't know that Yupinge's dim sum is very difficult to buy. Ordinary people may not be able to buy it even if they queue for three hours. Try it.

See if you like it."

Mrs. Feng smiled dotingly, and she put one of them in front of Qin Weiqian out of fear of being embarrassed.

Qin Weiqian wanted to eat, but she couldn't lift her hand... and her face turned green in pain as soon as she moved it.

"What's wrong with the hand?" Mrs. Feng noticed that something was wrong with Qin Weiqian's condition.

Qin Weiqian said: "It's nothing, I just pressed the CEO's shoulder for more than three hours and it's a little sore."

"What?" Mrs. Feng's expression changed, and she shouted at Feng Jiuci: "Jiuci, what's the matter with you? If you don't feel well, don't you know how to go out and find a professional technician? How can you let a girl massage you?

I think you can give her a massage!"

Feng Jiuci lazily flipped through the documents in his hand, unmoved, as if he were an emperor, not taking anyone's words to heart.

"Didn't you hear what I was talking to you? Are you going to rebel?" Mrs. Feng walked over and knocked on Feng Jiuci's desk.

The man's expression paused, he raised his head, and replied in a lukewarm tone: "She has been idle all day long, is there something wrong with pressing the button?"

"What a big problem!" Mrs. Feng was furious: "How can any girl give a man a massage from ancient times to the present? Don't you understand that women are superior to men? How can you let girls do this kind of thing? In addition to making money, you men

Don’t you have any external skills at all?”

Mrs. Feng scolded her angrily.

Feng Jiuci said: "From ancient times to the present, haven't women always served men?"

Doudou, who was holding a box of snacks, came up and said: "Uncle Feng, this is your fault. I think there is a reason why you have been a single dog for half your life. As a man, I feel that I have to serve and take care of my mommy."

It’s a man’s responsibility.”

"Uncle Feng is handsome and rich, how can he be this kind of person?"

"That's right!" Mrs. Feng agreed.

Doudou took Mrs. Feng's hand and said, "Grandma Feng, don't be angry. Being angry will not be good for your health. It's okay to scold someone like Uncle Feng."

"Is that something that can be solved by just scolding?" Mrs. Feng asked back.

Doudou said: "There is nothing we can do about it. This person has already been stereotyped. Do you expect a heinous villain to change all his bad habits overnight?"

"Who are you saying is heinous?" Feng Jiuci, who had always ignored the old and the young, suddenly turned cold, as if he had become a different person.

Mrs. Feng angrily scolded: "Don't scare my Doudou."

Doudou: "Grandma Feng, look, Uncle Feng bullies me and my mommy like this on weekdays. It's too much."

"That's too much. Don't go home tonight. Assistant Qin, take Doudou and live with me. My son is not a good person. It's safest for you to go back and live with me." Mrs. Feng

As he spoke, he looked towards Qin Wei.

Qin Weiqian was completely confused. Why was she involved?

She quickly shook her head: "No, thank you, old lady, for your kindness."

"I've seen your little house. It's really too small. As a young man, you should live in a mansion. It's so cramped to live in that little house. You can't even raise a little tiger, so you might as well go to my place.

.My son has bullied you like this today. If I don’t protect you, he will get worse if you go back tonight..."

At the end of Mrs. Feng's words, Qin Weiqian's expression changed, her heart thumped, and she suddenly looked towards Feng Jiuci.

Feng Jiuci had a gloomy face and said sternly: "Mom, that's enough, don't talk nonsense."

"You are my son. How can I not know who you are? You can bully your little assistant into this in broad daylight. Will she still be alive after dark? Just go home with me, that's it."

The old lady's attitude was very firm.

Feng Jiuci said with a cold face: "Don't interfere in the matter between Qin Weiqian and me."

"Why can't I intervene? You've bullied other girls to this extent. It's your fault for not being a godmother. You are not allowed to go home tonight. Assistant Qin and Doudou, come with me!" Mr. Feng

He was warned, and his words all revealed his deep dislike for Feng Jiuci.

It's like Feng Jiuci is an enemy, not her son.

Feng Jiuci was surprised. He didn't even tell his mother the true identities of Qin Weiqian and Doudou. How could Mrs. Feng turn her elbows outward to such an extent?

"I can't even go back to my own home?" the man asked.

Mrs. Feng said: "You still have the nerve to say that this is your home? Come on, I don't have a useless son like you. If you can't get a wife and have children at your age, what use do you think you have?"

Feng Jiuci has a black face.

Mrs. Feng: "This man, what is the difference between being unable to give birth to a child and a waste? Staying at home is a waste of white rice and takes up an empty space. I will be happy if you don't go home, right, Doudou, don't follow me in the future

You are as bad as Uncle Feng."

"I won't." Doudou raised her little finger and promised.

Madam Feng smiled and walked towards Qin Weiqian: "Assistant Qin, you too, you must call me as soon as possible if you are wronged in the future, don't let my bastard son bully you. This man, if he has money, he will

If you love to do evil, you love to bully others. Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

"Okay." Qin Weiqian nodded.

Mrs. Feng was very satisfied and asked Qin Weiqian to pack her things and go back with her.

Qin Wei stood up in a daze, but out of the corner of her eye, she met Feng Jiuci's cold eyes, which were gloomy and a bit scary, as if to say: Do you dare to try?
Chapter completed!