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Chapter 60(1/2)

Feng Feng held two invitations in his hands. Zhao Hai sent them to him two days ago and said that he must go. What Feng Feng didn't understand was why there were two invitations!

He Ling saw the invitation in Feng Feng's hand and grabbed it, "Two copies, is the second one taken?"

Feng Feng shook his head, "Not yet."

He Ling returned one invitation to Feng Feng, took the second one and said, "Then this invitation belongs to me!"

Feng Feng looked at the only invitation left in his hand and realized that it turned out that Feng Feng had arranged it himself.

He Ling took the invitation and went back happily.

Feng Feng started to have a headache. The invitation said there would be a dance, but he couldn't dance and neither could He Ling.

In the evening, He Ling came wearing what she thought was the most beautiful dress. When she saw that Feng Feng was still in the same outfit, she asked, "Why didn't you change your clothes?"

Feng Feng said: "Look carefully at the date on the invitation. It's not today, it's tomorrow."

He Ling said: "Tomorrow! But I have changed my clothes, what should I do now?"

Feng Feng said: "It's easy to handle. Go to the warehouse and change into work clothes and start working."

He Ling started to act coquettishly, "Boss, it's time for the Chinese New Year. Look, Chen Wu and Bai Shi are both on holiday. Can I..."

Feng Feng said firmly: "No."

He Ling stamped her foot hard and then went to the warehouse.

Feng Feng shouted: "Bai Dali, the girl is changing clothes in the warehouse, what do you want to do before you come out! Do you want to come to Zhang Yangfu?"

Bai Dali came out immediately and said with a playful smile: "How can I? I'm coming out right now."

He Ling changed into her work clothes and came out with a pout.

Feng Feng said: "Stop pouting. Who told you not to read the invitation carefully? Work until twelve o'clock. After making up for the half day you were absent from work, you can go to the warehouse to sleep."

He Ling said: "Can I go home now? The conditions in the warehouse are really bad."

Feng Feng said: "Be content. The warehouse is reserved for myself. If you hadn't come, I would have gone to sleep in the warehouse. Now that you are here, I can only sleep on the table."

He Ling said: "Boss, I have to go very early tomorrow."

Feng Feng said: "Don't worry, I will drive you there."

He Ling said: "Boss, look, you don't live in the new house you bought. Can you give me the key and I will help you live in it."

Feng Feng said: "No need to help me live here, my third uncle is here."

He Ling looked at Feng Feng and her eyes widened, "Uncle San lives at your place! Why doesn't he live at his own house!"

Feng Feng said: "The house is leaking and there is no time to repair it. I will let him live in my place first. Besides, there is no way to repair the third uncle's house. I plan to let him live with me."

He Ling said: "You really made a good calculation. Someone will cook for you when you go home, and you don't have to clean up the house."

Feng Feng said: "What is a good abacus? The abacus has been smashed. Now my third uncle's family is living in my place. I am homeless now."

He Ling said: "Three uncles, three aunts, who else are there?"

Feng Feng said depressedly: "Third uncle's son and daughter-in-law live in the master bedroom, third aunt lives in the study, third uncle makes the floor, and I sleep in the warehouse." After speaking, he sighed helplessly.

He Ling said: "This is chewing on the old!"

Feng Feng said: "Now it's not just old age, it's also me."

He Ling slapped the table domineeringly, "How could they do this!"

Feng Feng said: "You have a way!"

He Ling said: "What, I'm going to bed."

Feng Feng grabbed He Ling and said, "Don't worry, it's not yet twelve o'clock."

The next day, Feng Feng drove He Ling to the location on the invitation.

Feng Feng wanted to sleep while driving.

He Ling said: "Drive well."

Feng Feng said: "You must have slept well. I didn't sleep much all night."

He Ling said: "Okay, okay, I will give you my bed tonight and I will go home to sleep."

Feng Feng said: "I will sleep at Zhao Hai's house tonight."

He Ling looked at Feng Fengchuan's clothes, "Who gave you this suit? It looks good!"

Feng Feng said: "It was sent by Zhao Hai, along with the invitation."

We arrived at the place written on the invitation.

He Ling looked at the spectacular and lively scene and said, "Where is this! So luxurious!"

Feng Feng said: "It looks like his villa."

He Ling said: "Haven't you been there before? How come it still seems like it?"

Feng Feng said: "He has so many villas, but I have only been to one."

At this time, Zhao Hai greeted him enthusiastically, "Brother Feng, you are late."

Feng Feng said: "Is there a traffic jam on the road? Brother Hai, you came out personally to greet us."

Zhao Hai said: "You are my distinguished guest. Come on, I will take you in." Zhao Hai led the way.

After arriving inside.

"Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Hai looked over and saw that he was also an acquaintance. He said to Feng Feng and He Ling: "You two are free, I'll come over."

Feng Feng, like everyone else, picked up a glass of red wine.

He Ling couldn't help seeing the food on the table, picked it up and started eating.

Feng Feng said: "Pay attention to your image."

He Ling's mouth was full of food, "Pay attention to your image! Can your image keep you from being hungry?"

Feng Feng didn't hear clearly what He Ling was saying, "Swallow what's in your mouth first before you speak."

He Ling chewed it twice and swallowed it, almost choking to death.

Feng Feng handed the wine glass in his hand to He Ling.

He Ling took it and drank it in one gulp, saying, "It choked me to death."

Feng Feng said: "Okay, move your position quickly, you have become the focus." Feng Feng found that everyone in the venue would look here from time to time, picked up a glass of wine, and left He Ling.

In the corner of the venue, He Ling complained: "Why are you pulling me? I haven't eaten enough yet!"

Feng Feng held the wine glass in his hand and took a sip of the red wine inside. "Wake up, this is just a party. As a businessman, we are not here to eat, but to discuss business and build relationships."

He Ling said: "Then what are you doing here?"

Feng Feng said: "Of course I'm here to celebrate the New Year. I'm alone during the Chinese New Year every year. It's so deserted. This year, if someone invites you, can you not come and join in the fun?"

He Ling said: "Hiding in the corner is just joining in the fun!"

Feng Feng said: "Of course not, there will be activities soon, there will be dances, and there will be people singing."

Zhao Hai came over and said, "Brother Feng, Miss He, I'm so sorry. There are too many partners in the business, and I have to say hello to each one."

Feng Feng said: "Brother Hai's business is booming! It seems that he will make less money next year."

Zhao Hai said: "I would like to borrow my brother's good words."

The two clinked glasses and drank one.

The dance started, and everyone at the venue brought their dance partners and danced social dances.

Zhao Hai said: "Brother Feng and Miss He, don't you want to dance together!"

Feng Feng said: "Neither of us can dance, so we won't join in the fun."

Zhao Hai said: "That's just right. The three of us will just watch them dance here."

He Ling said: "Didn't Mr. Zhao bring a dance partner?"

Zhao Hai sighed and said, "I haven't danced for a long time."

Feng Feng said: "Brother Hai, it has not been easy these years!"

Feng Feng and Zhao Hai seemed to have met each other too late.

At this time, the lights in the venue suddenly went out.

Zhao Hai said: "It's almost midnight, why are the lights out? I checked the circuit before!"

Someone went to check the circuit. It was not long before the lights in the venue came on again.

Feng Feng found that He Ling beside him was missing.

The clock struck midnight and the lights in the venue were turned off.

Feng Feng felt someone tapping his shoulder, and when he touched it with his hand, it felt like paper.
To be continued...
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