This news made Feng Yiping's heart fluctuate a little for a while.

When Mike drove away, he saw that the little boss was still hesitating there, and he smiled, alas, who hasn't been younger?

However, it seems that the Oriental people are different in these things, according to the American point of view, this is just a typical one-night stand, after a night, each is divided into the west and the east, how can there be such a bond?

Naturally, he didn't know that after that night, Feng Yiping and Ma Ling spent "a few nights" in Hollywood, and in China, they spent "a few nights" in several big cities.

And both times, it was Ma Ling who took the initiative, at least in Feng Yiping's opinion, this is really not a simple physiological impulse.

It's not that he doesn't accept the current ending, it's just that when he was at the capital airport, Ma Ling was obviously reluctant to give up, and wanted to say goodbye, why did he cut off contact in a blink of an eye?

Yes, even if you don't contact each other anymore, even if you don't say the reason for not contacting you anymore, you must always say it clearly, from now on, you won't get along with each other.

You just don't make a phone call, even if it's a text message, or a message, or an email? Not to mention that Americans are very happy and sharp in this regard?

It's so unclear, and I can't be contacted anymore, what kind of thing is this?

With the intention of giving it a try, he dialed the phone number of a man named Steven on the number book - this is the number that Ma Ling used to use, why do you remember it like that? You know!

"Di", the phone actually went through, Feng Yiping was a little nervous, but he kept "Di" until the end, but no one answered.

He hit three times in a row, all of which ended up with this result, and was not pressed. Didn't answer either, maybe she didn't have the phone with her?

Feng Yiping thought about it, dialed another one, and left her a message, "Ma Ling, I'm Feng." Are you okay? If you can, please call me when it's convenient."

After leaving the message, Feng Yiping felt as if he had done something wrong, according to what Xiao Zhijie once said, at this time, it should be the time when whoever is active will be passive. It seems that even if he is reborn, he is still a weak chicken in this regard.

However, in fact, it's nothing, before thinking about it, Ma Ling took the initiative twice, no, speaking of it. That night in Washington, it seems that she also pulled herself into the room. Now it's your turn to take the initiative, man, you have to admit it if you do it.

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Hong Kong.

Frontier Magazine is now almost a legend in the industry.

In just one or two years, it has successfully become a world-renowned high-end reading book, especially advertising revenue. Dominate the industry, this is really something that makes all the magazines in the city envious and jealous.

What makes everyone even more envious is that in the past two years, one of the few companies has focused on politics and economics. But it can be published in the mainland.

This also makes the local guys, who know the situation of the investors of cutting-edge magazines, break off their minds that they shouldn't have, such a type of Hong Kong magazine can be published in the mainland so quickly, to say that he has no strong relationship behind it, the ghost can believe it!

Feng Yiping does not deny this, after all, we are now considered to be people who have contact with several bigwigs, well, to say this, it is really a bit of a braggart, but at least, there are several bigwigs who know themselves, and with such a background, it is close enough to deal with ordinary things.

Old man Bao Zhuoyuan, the state of the past two years, it is really good, and his family says that he seems to be younger than two years ago.

Yes, for men, no, in fact, it is the same for women, career achievements can indeed make people rejuvenated, which is the same reason as the gray hair on Feng Zhenchang's head has become less in the past two years.

Although he is now sought after everywhere, Bao Zhuoyuan understands very well that the biggest credit for himself and the magazine is still the young man.

He also knows very well that this magazine, which is the envy of many people and has very good benefits, is really nothing to that young man now.

Therefore, when he received a call from Feng Yiping again, he was very happy, "Yiping, will you come back to attend this year's annual meeting?"

"I'm very nervous studying here, and I really can't come back this year," Mr. Feng said.

Now he really doesn't dare to go back, if he wants to go back, naturally the two of them are together, but can Huang Jingping's current state be known?

"In the new year, what arrangements do you have for the magazine?"

Feng Yiping now, for the daily operation of the magazine, really did not interfere, not all let go, every January, for example, the New Year's outlook of the January 02 issue, as usual, is Feng Yiping's handwriting.

Moreover, in this article, on some core issues, he is still very arbitrary, for example, he concludes that after the trough of 01, the international economy in 02 will be better, and asserts that although the trade deficit will further widen, the economic growth of the United States will generally be better than everyone expected.

To be honest, although the number of comprehensive analysis teams in the magazine is increasing, and the level of members is getting higher and higher, few people really question Feng Yiping's statements, because since the inception of the magazine, Feng Yiping has written the new year's outlook every year, and there is really no big mistake.

However, knowing that Feng Yiping would not have any instructions, Bao Zhuoyuan still insisted on asking, sometimes, for subordinates, the boss always doesn't ask, which is actually not a good thing.

Mr. Bao, I still want to be brilliant for a few more years!

And for the magazine to continue to be brilliant, Feng Yiping's thighs must be held tightly.

"It's really a bit of a thing, I have a seat in the February issue, I have an article to publish," Feng Yiping said with a smile.

Although the current income of the magazine accounts for a small proportion of his overall income, the magazine and him can actually be said to achieve each other, and he also hopes to maintain such a virtuous circle.

"Do you have a new article again?" he said easily, but Bao Zhuoyuan, who listened to it, was very excited, "Is it the same as the blue ocean strategy?"

"No, no," Feng Yiping hurriedly explained, "This time, it's just an article, mainly a little new idea of mine,"

"Understood, I'll leave you the first article," Bao Zhuoyuan said with a big laugh, "I and the magazine are very much looking forward to seeing your new ideas,"

After ending the call, he immediately informed Gao Yiming, "Mr. Gao, you prepare, the circulation in February will be increased by two percent,"

"Why?" Gao Yiming is one of the few people in the magazine who will question Bao Zhuoyuan's decision, and he always treats Feng Yiping and Huang Jingping with the grace of knowing each other.

"Why? Hehe, Yiping is going to publish a new article again," Bao Zhuoyuan said.

"Okay, I understand, I'll do it right away," Gao Yiming is also the most supportive of Feng Yiping in the magazine.

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"Good baby, sleep well," In the apartment not far from Georgetown University, Ma Ling put his son in the crib, and watched the grinding little guy finally fall asleep peacefully, before gently pulling his hand out of his little hand.

"I'll go home first and come back tomorrow morning," said a black aunt, "Vincent is now more sensible and easier to bring,"

"Excuse me, Jenny,"

As soon as the nanny left, Ma Ling gently closed the bedroom door, lay down on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and listened to the message again, when he heard "Are you okay", his eyes were a little red, and he really wanted to dial back, and it was not easy to bring such a small guy and go to school again.

However, she really didn't know how to tell Feng Yiping.

At night, sleeping in a daze, Ma Ling was woken up by little Vincent again, and when he looked at the alarm clock, it was just over one o'clock, and it seemed that he had to be woken up at least once again at night.

The little guy who drank the bottle was still restless, crying as soon as he put it in the crib, and had no choice but to yawn Ma Ling, so he had to carry him around the room.

………… (To be continued.) )