Next, Feng Suyao was completely crazy, extremely poor, doing everything, trying his best to confront Fu Zhoucheng, and he had already started a vicious battle with him openly and secretly.

"Good, good."

In the Feng Group, Feng Suyao's face was fierce, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and a gloomy expression was revealed from the slightly exposed gaps, which made people frightened and frightened.

The cold aura spread around him.

Shroud him like a devil.

The belief in revenge spread like a weed in his heart, and soon surrounded him completely.

Feng Sujin's death was like a bolt from the blue, causing many people to have to reflect on themselves.

In the face of the current Feng Suyao, no one dared to take a step closer.

The assistant leaned over cautiously, his face timid, and he even stuttered a little when he said it.

"Feng... Mr. Feng, please approve this document. ”

Feng Suyao raised his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand to take it, and when he glanced at the four big characters of the Fu Group, he was instantly furious.

With a "......pop", the document fell directly to the wall, and then fell to the ground, and the sorted paper flew everywhere.

The assistant was frightened, "Mr. Feng, what are you doing here?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he trotted over and hurriedly picked up the papers scattered on the ground.

"Don't be too busy getting angry, can you read the documents and talk about it?"

"What do you see, as long as it has something to do with the Fu Group, don't show it to me, do you want to openly oppose me?"

The assistant was also speechless, and he simply added to the crime, so there was no excuse.

Shaking his head helplessly and sighing, he walked over and carefully placed the scattered papers on his desk.

"This is sent by Fu Shi this morning, and I hope you can take a look."

Feng Suyao couldn't bear it anymore, and a soul-piercing anger emanated from his eyes, as if he was about to explode in the next second, "It seems that you don't want to do this job." ”

"No... Mr. Feng, things are not what you imagined, this is what we just received, I just want to show you. ”

Speaking of this, his voice weakened, "As for what to do, didn't I listen to you?" ”

"Heh......"

At this moment, Feng Suyao was satisfied, stared at him with deep eyes, and said meaningfully, "Just remember your duty." ”

"Whoever disobeys me will not end well."

Now he is not what he used to be, he is not what he used to be, the calm, always gentle, and slightly open-minded person in the past has long since died.

Metamorphosed into a devilish avenger, with a hideous face, scarlet eyes, and distorted eyebrows, organized into a harsh face.

It can even be said that once put the life and death of the Feng Group out of the way, and in order to retaliate and strike, he no longer cares.

It's like a complete lunatic.

Even worse than a madman.

The assistant shrank for a moment, resolutely frightened by the scene in front of him, and peeked at him with a sad look in his eyes, and then turned to leave.

When did Mr. Feng, who has always been very reasonable, disappear?

In the studio, there are two new assistants, who were recruited by Tong Qianxi yesterday, these two girls are very ingenious and talented in painting.

In order to be able to create without distractions, Tong Qianxi thought seriously for several days.

In order to start over and give himself a new mood, Tong Qianxi plans to redecorate the studio, so these two new girls can be regarded as coming in handy.

"You two can help me refer to it, what kind of pictures look good here?"

Tong Qianxi's face was full of smiles, full of warm smiles flooded in her beautiful eyes, and instantly won her unanimous favor.

The older girl said, "Sister, I think you should hang your own masterpieces here." ”

"Why?" Tong Qianxi consulted her quite seriously.

The other party was a little shy, and seemed embarrassed to say, but with Tong Qianxi's encouragement, he opened his mouth.

"Sister, this is around the corner, out of instinct, people will raise their heads here, and then they happen to be able to see your paintings, so I think it's best to hang your works here."

"That's a good point."

Suddenly, Fu Zhoucheng walked over with a smile, his face was gentle and elegant, the face that had been rendered by the rising sun was really good-looking, the tall and majestic body, wearing a well-cut suit, outlined his well-defined body and became more and more robust.

Everyone was stunned, and couldn't help but take a step back and make way for the two of them.

Tong Qianxi blushed instantly and accused him out of instinct.

"Didn't you say yes, don't bother each other? So what are you doing here? ”

"Hehe......" Fu Zhou Chenghao didn't care, his eyes looked around, and nodded with a little appreciation, his eyes were obviously exposed, and he was interested.

"How can you not bring me with you for the renovation thing?"

"Why did I take you?" Tong Qianxi felt a little strange, tilting his head sideways and waiting for his answer.

"Why no why." Fu Zhoucheng stopped, looked at her with a serious face, and then said seriously, "Because I am your husband." ”

"Ah, well, well."

Tong Qianxi admitted that he had lost again.

And lost a mess.

In the face of such ridicule, Tong Qianxi was still powerless to parry, and in the end, in his smiling eyes, he could only acquiesce.

In order to make himself look not so easy to compromise, Tong Qianxi deliberately looked at him with angry eyebrows, "I can warn you, I am not a good boss, if you want to help me work, you must have some eyesight." ”

"Gotta know."

Fu Zhoucheng raised his eyebrows and looked comfortable, "Please rest assured, boss, I am a particularly discerning employee, you let me go west, I will never go east, you let me fight the dog...... I definitely don't ......."

was speechless, and then Tong Qianxi couldn't listen to it anymore, so he could only flee and leave here.

Of course, in the face of all this, everyone laughed.

Two shy little girls circled around Tong Qianxi, "Sister, you husband and wife are really affectionate." ”

"Yes, yes, I feel a little envious and jealous when I see it."

Tong Qianxi was so shy that he couldn't embarrass himself, and his face could drip blood, "Whatever there is, the two of you will be happier than me in the future." ”

"Will you, sister?"

"Of course."

The whole studio has been renovated from the inside out, all the original destroyed places have been discarded, and in addition, a lot of pottery has been brought in from abroad, which can not only decorate the paintings, but also set off the studio more and more originally.

They are all handmade works of art, all of which come from the soul and brew their minds, representing not only the logic of beauty and isolation from the world, but also an attitude towards life.

So comparing the two expresses a very strong feeling.

The contrast is clear.

The purchased ceramic artwork is a little rough, but it is obviously very high, and the more such things, the more charming.

People nowadays need to get back to basics.