Chapter 53: Fantasy Cohabitation
The assistant to the president came to the transportation group in person, Wang Qiang felt that the transportation group had a feeling of being full of brilliance, he was a person who did not even have the qualifications to go to the eighteenth floor for a meeting, so he was naturally sincerely afraid of the whole process.
Wang Qiang is a careful person, and he found that Qin Xiaofeng not only cared for Mu Feng, but also had a trace of undisguised respect.
When he speaks, he often consults about tastes, and even arranges the highest-grade Mercedes-Benz S600 of the transportation group to Mu Feng, and asks Mu Feng if he is satisfied.
Intuition told Wang Qiang that this must be a special person, so Mu Feng's affectionate attitude made Mu Feng a little embarrassed.
After Qin Xiaofeng left, Wang Qiang carefully introduced the rules of the transportation group to Mu Feng in accordance with the company's entry regulations.
In the past, he always threw it to the parties to see for themselves, and then asked a few questions casually to go through the process, but today he was very serious and studied with Mu Feng one by one.
The regulations are very long, Wang Qiang is very tired from reading them, Mu Feng is also tired from listening to them, Mu Feng said to Wang Qiang with a smile: "Manager Wang, or I will study ...... by myself"
Wang Qiang immediately closed the manual, "It's okay, the task of 600 is to receive senior customers, and there is no task to go out of the car, so you don't have to abide by these systems too much......"
There was an independent lounge next to the office of the transportation team, Wang Qiang took Mu Feng to the lounge and drove out the three drivers who were watching TV inside.
"Mu Feng, you take a rest in the lounge first, and I will inform you if you have a task to get out of the car."
Mu Feng could only say thank you repeatedly, such a sensible boss, Mu Feng was very satisfied, hundreds of times stronger than Chen Li didn't know.
Mu Feng and Zhang Hui and Dong Xiaojun drank late last night, and fell asleep unconsciously.
Mu Feng, who was asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, and he heard footsteps outside from far and near, it was a man and a woman.
The door was opened, Wang Qiang stood respectfully by the door, and Nalan Zhiting walked into the lounge.
Nalan Zhiting was so angry in her heart, she enjoyed it too much, she was restless all afternoon, but he slept in the lounge leisurely like nothing.
Nalan Zhiting restrained her emotions and said coldly. "Did you sleep well?"
Mu Feng sat up straight and got out of bed, because Wang Qiang was there, he had to give Nalan Zhiting face, bowed down and said, "Boss, you have something to order!" β
Nalan Zhiting saw that Mu Feng still understood the rules, and threw down a sentence coldly. "Come with me!"
No matter how cold Nalan Zhiting behaved, Wang Qiang could conclude that Mu Feng's identity was not ordinary, and he was tired of the assistant to the president to personally send it to the transportation team, and when he got out of the car, the boss personally went downstairs to invite!
Such a character must be from a lot of background, and it is estimated that there will be a detailed introduction of this person in Xinfeng's internal tabloid tomorrow.
Wang Qiangshen was pleased with his previous performance, and finally did not miss the big man Mu Feng.
Nalan Zhiting didn't know that Mu Feng didn't have a driver's license, of course Mu Feng drove the car, Mu Feng wanted to ask where she was going, but Nalan Zhiting impatiently entered the address and told Mu Feng to follow the navigation route.
She didn't have a serious office in the afternoon, and she couldn't concentrate at all, Mu Feng was always scurrying around in her mind, lingering.
This guy doesn't have a place to live, what should I do, the company doesn't have a staff dormitory, and I can't open a hotel for him to live in for a long time, so I can't talk about economic things, Mei Zihan can't talk about it.
Come to think of it, the villa in the suburbs will only go occasionally on weekends, and it will be empty, so arrange for him to live there!
Nalan Zhiting didn't know that Mu Feng didn't have a driver's license, so she let him drive.
Mu Feng wanted to open his mouth to ask where to go, but Nalan Zhiting had already entered the address on the navigation page. Mu Feng followed the navigation and went east along Nanhu Road to Yatai Street, at the entrance of Wal-Mart supermarket.
Nalan Zhiting ordered to stop, pointed to Walmart not far away, "Get out of the car and go buy toiletries and household items......
Mu Feng replied with a twinkle in his eyes: "I don't know much about women's things!" β
"It's for you!"
Nalan Zhiting waited for a long time, and found that Mu Feng didn't carry out her order, "Didn't you hear what I said?" β
Mu Feng thought that he had found a sufficient reason, and replied confidently: "I heard it, but I don't have any money!" β
Nalan Zhiting glared at Mu Feng and found that his face was calm, and he didn't feel the slightest shame.
"Zihan said that you have done a few transactions and received a lot of commissions, how can you have no money?"
Mu Feng said with annoyance: "Cough, when I saw a poor mother and son, my heart softened and I paid for their medical expenses......"
How could Nalan Zhiting believe it, just as he was talking to himself, thinking that Mei Zihan reminded him that he had a problem with taking advantage of a small advantage, he didn't ask anymore.
However, she saw that Mu Feng had no intention of getting out of the car at all, so she had no choice but to get out of the car by herself.
The car was so depressed, she still went into the supermarket to breathe, which was the only reason Nalan Zhiting could find for herself.
Mu Feng skillfully turned on the music, the music from the countryside of the western United States came soothingly, half a disc passed, and Mu Feng saw Nalan Zhiting coming back with two large bags of things.
"Yes, the image of a good housewife is getting closer and closer to the standard of my future wife." Mu Feng said secretly in his heart.
Golden Harvest Garden is the most upscale luxury villa area in Spring City, known as the "Beverly Hills" of Spring City, and all the rich and famous people who live here in Spring City.
Under the guidance of Nalan Zhiting, Mu Feng came to the door of a villa in an English-style castle. Nalan Zhiting got out of the car and went directly into the villa, Mu Feng's eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth raised an ambiguous smile.
Haha, a happy life is about to begin, what a wonderful cohabitation life it is......
Nalan Zhiting walked down from upstairs and threw him a bunch of keys. "You can stay here for the time being!"
"You don't live here?"
Nalan Zhiting glanced at Mu Feng coldly, turned around and left, "I'll drive the car first, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning, you know the way, and I'll drive the company's car back by myself in the future!" β
This guy is too timid, he dares to be hairy in the office, and Nalan Zhiting dares to give you such a chance to get in close contact.
After Nalan Zhiting left, Mu Feng began to conduct a comprehensive investigation of the villa, the first floor is the reception room, a set of milky white European-style sofas, and a large color TV of more than 60 inches in front of her.
On the left is the kitchen room, where oil, rice, and all kinds of spices are available, and the refrigerator is empty, and it seems that the owner rarely starts a fire here.
On the left is the washroom, next to which there is a very clean room, the sheets and coverings are clean, and it can be seen that someone has cleaned and changed them regularly.
On the second floor, there is a study room on the left, opposite is a suite, the bedroom and the bathroom are connected together, the whole room is childish, the decoration is a little naΓ―ve, but the bathtub in the bathroom is oversized, Mu Feng can see at a glance that it has a surf massage function.
The third floor is the master room, and there are all kinds of clothes hanging in the cloakroom, Mu Feng glanced at it, it was all big names, and the leather shoes configured in it were estimated to be enough for ordinary people's salaries for more than ten years.
Mu Feng did not hesitate to choose the room on the second floor, first, it is convenient to get up at night, and second, there is a surf bath massage.
He tried it, and it was extraordinary, and the life of a rich man was really comfortable.
The next morning, Mu Feng got up early and made a bowl of porridge for himself, and after eating, the whistle of a car sounded at the door of the villa.
Today's Nalan Zhiting changed into a very formal professional attire, but she still couldn't hide her proud figure, because the glasses were changed to rimless, it looked quite different.
Nalan Zhiting went upstairs directly when she arrived at the company, ignoring Mu Feng.
Mu Feng was alone in the lounge, Qin Xiaofeng and brought someone over to take a photo of Mu Feng's ID at ten o'clock, the efficiency was really high, and the two documents were done in the afternoon, it was really good to have money, not only can it make the ghost grind, but if you pay enough grinding, you can push the ghost.
Mu Feng realized that the problem was big when he was about to get off work, except for rice and noodles in the villa, there were no ingredients at all, he couldn't live by boiling porridge, this was a weekend, and he didn't have a penny in his pocket, don't you starve to death!
He then went up to the eighteenth floor for some reason, sneakily wanting to see if Nalan Zhiting was in the office.
The front desk on the eighteenth floor covered his mouth and laughed, secretly saying that the little boy that the boss values is still a talent, so he kindly reminded him that Nalan Zhiting had already gone out in the afternoon.
Mu Feng was quite angry, and it was clear that he didn't care about his own life or death, of course he wouldn't be polite, and called Nalan Zhiting directly, and asked confidently: "Boss, I have no money, can I advance some salary, or I'll drink the northwest wind!" β
Nalan Zhiting was chatting with a friend, her nose was almost crooked, but she couldn't scold her in front of her friend, and pretended to say softly: "This kind of trivial matter, you let Xiaofeng arrange it for you!" β
With Shang Fang's sword, Mu Feng didn't feel embarrassed, and went directly to Qin Xiaofeng's office and told Qin Xiaofeng about the matter.
Qin Xiaofeng was very surprised, she couldn't believe that Mu Feng would make such a request, not to mention his identity, even the company did not have a precedent for paying wages in advance.
Seeing that Mu Feng didn't look like a joke at all, Qin Xiaofeng didn't dare to call Nalan Zhiting for verification, and asked tentatively: "Otherwise, I'll get you a thousand yuan first, and you should be in an emergency!" β
"Sister, it doesn't take that much, five hundred yuan is enough!" Mu Feng was full of joy, and now he finally had a fall.