Gifts for the Fifty-Seventh Festival

"What?" Ge Minhui felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Fang Zhuyun's unexpected surprise. "Deputy Director Fang thinks there is something wrong?"

Fang Zhuyun noticed her loss of composure, "It's nothing, Mr. Ge said the Trail Blazers also participated in the bidding?"

"They have this plan at present and it is underway." Ge Minhui smiled, "What do you think of the Trail Blazers?"

Fang Zhuyun smiled bitterly, "I feel that their strength is too far from us, so there should be no threat."

"Do you really think so?" Ge Minhui looked at Fang Zhuyun, "Now the general manager of the Trail Blazers is your boyfriend."

"Mr. Ge, what do you mean?" Fang Zhuyun's face changed, "I am a clear person in public and private affairs, and I will never affect the company because of my personal feelings. Ye Feng is indeed my boyfriend," when Fang Zhuyun said this, she saw that Ge Minhui's face changed, but she kept saying it with a thorny bullet. "But this has nothing to do with my work, but if Ge feels worried, I will propose all the plans here, and you can let me withdraw from this bid."

"Deputy Director Fang. You are too sensitive." Ge Minhui smiled and waved his hand, "I thought too much. If what I said or misunderstood you, I apologize here. I am just not familiar with the pioneers and think you may be more familiar with them. No matter who the competitor is, the land is like the Jindi Group and the small one is like the pioneers. I don't think it should be underestimated."

Fang Zhuyun's face turned red, but she couldn't say anything else.

"Are the things ready?" Ge Minhui smiled and stood up, "We need to have a good talk with Mr. Dong today."

"The bid is still a little bit short, but there are still five days before the bid is completed, and there is no problem with completing it three days in advance." Fang Zhuyun was full of confidence. She just thought, who would Ye Feng ask for a plan this time? She definitely couldn't. She still has this professional ethics, but she couldn't help him. It's a pity. I remembered that Ye Feng and I inquired about the affairs of the pioneers a few days ago, and I felt like I had some understanding. I just hated that I didn't say more details at that time. Let's talk about it now. That's a feeling of crime.

Ye Feng suddenly sneezes in the office, a little strange, "It's the stinky woman Lin Dai who is unhappy in her heart. She is still nagging herself when she goes out?"

Shenyang didn't hear Ye Feng's muttering to himself, and walked over with concern, "Mr. Ye, the weather is cold. You have been very busy lately, so you should pay attention to your health."

"Mr. Ye, the tea you want to buy." Zhang Xiaojuan walked in and handed invoice, "Two hundred and five."

Ye Feng sneezed again when he heard the words 253, took the invoice and looked at it. Then he felt relieved. Those who don’t know are not guilty. Zhang Xiaojuan is such a smart person, definitely not talking about himself. After taking the tea, he said with some emotion: "Everyone has worked hard recently, and I know, especially Mr. Shen and Xiao Wang. After staying up all night yesterday, everyone pays attention to the body. The body is the capital of the body and the capital of making money."

"Yes, yes." Shenyang and ***chen were both moved. Looking at the box of tea in Ye Feng's hand, they felt that it was just right for one person to drink, while two people drank a little less.

"Mr. Shen." Ye Feng handed the tea box to Shenyang.

"Mr. Ye, you see how bad this is." Chen Yang felt heavy and was extremely excited. This was not a box of tea, but it clearly represented that President Ye was passionate about his subordinates.

"Yes, I just think the packaging is a bit bad. Please find a better bag to put it in for me." Ye Feng felt very much.

"Ah? What?" Chen Yang was a little stunned, "Mr. Ye, this box of tea?"

"Oh, buy it for Mr. Dong from Mingtian Group," Ye Feng explained: "I haven't done anything else these days. I just went through careful investigation and knew that Mr. Dong likes to drink this kind of tea. Hey, Chenyang, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Chen Yang gritted his teeth, "I thought Ye always bought it for him."

"Where, where," Ye Feng shook his head regretfully, "How could I have such a good place name? Two hundred and five, my half-month food expenses, by the way, I explained in advance that I paid for it myself."

"Mr. Ye, how can this work? How can you pay for it?" Chen Yang found a bag, put the tea box in, and said in a hurry.

"Then do you pay?" Ye Feng looked at Chenyang with some anticipation.

Chen Yang was stunned, "That, it seems that I shouldn't pay for that one."

"Who should pay for the money?" Ye Feng was a little puzzled, "You can't ask me to go to Malaysia to ask Mr. Xu for money because of 250, right?"

"That's, that's it," Chen Yang was ashamed, but he felt awkward to listen. He wanted to remind Mr. Ye that it would be better to open up his words in the future, or make up for the modifiers, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable after hearing it. However, when Ye Feng asked, he really didn't know who should be the 250.

Ye Feng came to Mingtian headquarters with tea leaves as if carrying private goods.

Looking at the towering building, Ye Feng sighed. It was all companies, why is the difference so big? Why is the boss waiting to drink tea, but his boss can only give tea to others?

Ye Feng entered Mingtian, and finally he didn't wear glasses, was well-dressed, and did not bring a leather bag. The security guard just glanced at him, did not treat him as a salesperson, and blew him out of the insurance field.

It seemed like it was the first time he had gone with him. Ye Feng blushed a little, thinking that Mingtian was just knowing Mr. Dong. There was nothing to say about this relationship. Chen Yang felt that Ye Feng was very capable. It seemed that he might know him, but Ye Feng felt that it was nothing big. He was just good and rewarded. Although he didn't need to leave a name for doing good deeds now, he had to keep it himself, and he had no choice.

I thought that except Mr. Dong, no one in Mingtian knew, so Ye Feng was a little dazed as soon as he left the elevator because he saw a person he knew but shouldn't have appeared here.

Fang Zhujun walked out of the room and was stunned when she saw Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, why did you get here?" She woke up in an instant and lowered her voice, "Let's contact Mr. Dong for a relationship?"

Ye Feng nodded. He felt that he had a personal relationship with Mr. Dong, so there was no need to have a connection with the underground party, "Yes, where are you?"

"Mr. Ge and I are here to talk to Mr. Dong." Fang Zhujun looked into the room. Seeing Mr. Ge bought the chair, he seemed to feel very loss if he didn't sit for a while. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised that he had already talked about the place he should talk about. He shouldn't talk about it, but of course he couldn't talk about it now. Ge Minhui seemed to be willing to eat here.

Ye Feng looked at the time and pretended to be confused and asked, "Do you bid too?"

"Yes, we also bid, and we didn't expect we would crash." Fang Zhuyun's voice became louder.

"Yes, I didn't expect it." Ye Feng shook his head and sighed with a sigh, "Zhuyun, you..."

"Don't say anything merciful to your subordinates. Everyone can understand whoever defeats whom, right?" Fang Zhuyun was doing business, but there was a hint of encouragement in her eyes. She looked at what Ye Feng was inadvertently. She saw that it was a bag of tea, and she was a little disappointed.

Ye Feng noticed her disappointment. He was a little embarrassed and raised it, "Tea, Lala***'s love."

"You have to give the floor to deliver it." Fang Zhujun lowered his voice again, "Do you know that Mr. Dong likes to drink tea? Our Mr. Ge also found out about this. The famous brand tea leaves he gave were more than 2,000."

Ye Feng looked at the tea leaves in his hand and felt that it shrank a lot, "The gift is light and the affection is heavy."

Fang Zhuyun looked at Ye Feng helplessly, thinking that after going back, she might as well discuss with him the cleverness of giving gifts.

"Zhujun, it's time for me to meet." Ye Feng had already walked towards the door. There was a secretary in front of the door who grabbed Ye Feng, "Sir, have you made an appointment?"

Ye Feng felt that she was as cute as Zhang Xiaojuan, and smiled, "I made an appointment, at 2:30, Trail Blazers."

"Oh, I'll check it." The secretary looked through for a long time, "Oh, it's Mr. Ye, you can sit for a while, Mr. Dong is still in the meeting."

"It's already 2:30 now, I know Mr. Dong is very on time." Ye Feng was a little rude. He was a little angry when he looked at Ge Minhui sitting in the chair like a high-level paraplegia. This kid was not authentic. He had seen himself here and still occupied the position. He was typically the type of person who occupied the pit and did not shit and wasted national resources.

"Please wait a moment, hey," the secretary called out, and saw Ye Feng knocking on the open door without any hesitation, and hurriedly got up and followed the door, "Why are you like this? Mr. Dong, I..."

Ye Feng knocked on the door and found that the office was really not small, as if it was similar to the Trail Blazers Company. Of course, opposite Ge Minhui was Dong Zong. Dong Zong was middle-aged and in his forties, but he was much taller than Chen. He had a national face and thick eyebrows, and looked very righteous. Of course, it is hard for anyone to say whether there is one or not.

He looked up at Ye Feng and waved to the secretary, "It's Mr. Ye, I'll set it for 2:30," he looked at his watch and smiled, "It turns out that time has passed."

He looked at Ge Minhui. Ge Minhui could pretend to be confused with Ye Feng, but not with Mr. Dong. Otherwise, people would have doubted whether your IQ is enough for bidding standards. They stood up quickly, as if they saw Ye Feng's appearance, "Mr. Dong, you still have guests, I won't disturb you."

He said he didn't bother, but he still stood there like a nail. Ye Feng walked over and seemed to have seen Ge Minhui. He looked at the high-end tea on the table. It was as brilliant as a room. He held the floor in his hand, as if he was in a side room, and couldn't help but put it behind him.

"Mr. Ye, it's you." Ge Minhui seemed to have suffered from high myopia before seeing Ye Feng, but he clearly saw Ye Feng's dodging moves, politely concealed his contempt, "Is the gift here? Is it Lafite from 1982?"

Ye Feng felt that this kid was hopeless. It was probably because the Rafi I drank last time that stimulated my brain, and I felt sorry for myself openly and secretly. But after thinking about it, everyone seemed to smile at each other, "I don't drink Rafi, it's not that I don't drink Rafi, it's not that I don't drink in 1982, it's not that I don't drink the land I gave, but that I don't drink it, and that I don't drink it, but that I don't feel good about it. So I just know how to drink Rafi, and never buy it."

No matter how Ge Minhui thinks Ye Feng is all very annoying, "Is that so? Then I wonder what Mr. Ye bought today?"

"I didn't buy anything," Ye Feng told the truth, not feeling lying at all. This was originally bought by Zhang Xiaojuan, and he didn't reimburse him, so it was not considered to have bought it himself. "Mr. Ge, are you very idle? I'm very busy, and I have something to say to Mr. Dong."

Ge Minhui originally wanted to say something to him, but he felt it was too obvious and a little petty. He turned his head and looked at Mr. Dong, "Mr. Dong, I'm leaving. By the way, my uncle knows I'm here, so he asked me to say hello."

Mr. Dong watched the two of them fighting the maneuver like Zen, but smiled without interrupting. When he heard Ge Minhui's greetings, he replied, but there was no expression on his face. "Thank you, Mr. Ge, please ask Mr. Ge to ask Mr. Ge for his greetings."

Ge Minhui smiled and threw Ye Feng into a condescending look. The meaning was very obvious. Boy, why are you fighting with me? With your relationship and strength, you are several levels away from me.

"By the way, Mr. Ge." Mr. Dong's name is the official language, but the invitation to the next one is private. "On Friday night, come to my house for tea? It's either related to work or chatting between friends."

"No problem." Ge Minhui instantly became energetic and looked at Ye Feng proudly, "Mr. Dong, who are there?"

After asking this question, I felt it was a bit redundant. Mr. Dong said it all, all of them were private. Ye Feng was a dead person, so of course he was excluded.

"Oh, and Mr. Ye." Mr. Dong looked at Ye Feng, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The other one is my family."

Ge Minhui looked at Ye Feng and felt that this kid came over today with cow dung, otherwise why would it be so arrogant that some people would appreciate it, "Okay, then, I will definitely arrive at that time."

As soon as Ge Minhui walked out of the door, Ye Feng sat down and threw the tea on the table, "I gave it to you, Mr. Dong."

The tea leaves sounded like a brick, and fell on the table, scaring the secretary to come in, thinking that something violent happened here, but when he saw Mr. Dong's smile on his face, he finally brought him to the door again.

"It's black tea again, you still remember it." Mr. Dong looked at the bag of tea in the bag and smiled, very warm, "Ye Feng, you've been missing for two years, you're still like a bird."

"What kind of bird?" Ye Feng heard him suddenly spit out the word "bird", but he was not surprised. He leaned on the back with comfort, stretched his legs, looked around, and felt as comfortable as if he was lying in a ******.
Chapter completed!