Chapter 15 Staying at Ying Mansion

"Miss Feifei."

It turned out to be Ying Liqian's secretary, and there were still two men behind him, looking like they should be bodyguards.

Lin Feifei was a little embarrassed, Miss Lin sounded quite appropriate, just a polite and polite name, but the secretary suddenly called her Miss Feifei made her a little embarrassed, as if she had raised her to a higher level, just a lover, nothing noble.

If you really want to say it, she is not as good as this secretary, and she is even far behind, at least she has real talent and learning, otherwise how can she become Ying Liqian's secretary at a young age.

Lin Feifei knew that it was because of Ying Liqian's relationship, but she was still not used to it, "Just call me Feifei." ”

The secretary didn't answer directly, but just smiled slightly, "Have you put things away?" ”

Lin Feifei was embarrassed again, because her identity was very disgraceful, maybe the secretary didn't think there was anything, but she always remembered it.

"Actually, I can go on my own." Lin Feifei was a little embarrassed, she originally planned to go by herself, she hadn't been to Ying Mansion, but there was navigation, and it was not a problem to find the past.

The secretary smiled kindly and said, "It's okay, this is what Mr. Ying meant, let's go!" ”

The bodyguard took the box in Lin Feifei's hand, and several people left here together.

……

20 minutes later, the car drove away from the noisy and bustling street to a very quiet place, the road was wide but no car passed, ten minutes were the same, Lin Feifei didn't feel a little confused.

But after another ten minutes, her doubts were solved, the brightly lit villa was too wide, and she couldn't see the edge in the night.

No wonder there are no vehicles, because the end of this road is Ying Mansion, and idle vehicles will naturally not appear on this road.

She was even thinking about taking a taxi just now, but she was afraid that she would be stopped by the guards at the junction.

Lin Feifei looked out the car window and was a little distracted, her feeling now was similar to when she went to the Ying Group during the day, shocked, amazed, and couldn't believe it.

She has also seen a lot of high-end villas in filming, but the difference between her and Ying Mansion is not half a star.

Sure enough, the crew's funds are limited, and the real capitalists, whose wealth is beyond the imagination of the poor.

Even when she saw it, she felt that it was a little unreal, and she even thought it was just a dream, and when she woke up, she was still the poor living in a dilapidated hut of 60 square meters.

The car door was suddenly pulled open from the outside, and Lin Feifei came back to his senses.

It was an old man, female, not tall, very thin, with gray hair all coiled on the back of his head.

Saying that she is an old man is not actually saying how old she looks, but it is a feeling that makes people want to be respected, the fine lines on her face are obvious, and she is estimated to be in her fifties.

The old man bowed slightly to her, "Miss Feifei, please get out of the car." ”

Lin Feifei hurriedly got out of the car, she was really not used to others treating her like this, especially older people.

In her eyes, they are all elders, and they shouldn't salute her, let alone bow down, isn't this tormenting her. Hurriedly also owed her a debt and paid tribute in return.

"Ms. Jiang, Miss Feifei has handed it over to you."

Miss Secretary is very respectful to the old man, although she is called a lady, but it is completely different from the meaning of ordinary ladies, here is obviously an honorific title, which shows how high the status of the old man is here.

Seeing them leave, the old man looked at Lin Feifei again, smiling, very amiable.

"Let's go, Young Master Qian is already waiting for you."

"Wait for me?"

"Yes, I deliberately waited for Miss Feifei to have dinner together." With that, the old man turned and walked towards the villa.

Lin Feifei took the suitcase and was about to follow, but was blocked by two servants.

"Miss Feifei, let's do it!" The servant took the box from her hand and stood aside respectfully.

Lin Feifei smiled awkwardly, a little at a loss, and finally could only say thank you and hurriedly follow the old man.

The yard is very large, the flowers and trees are trimmed regularly and flat, although it looks very neat, it has lost its natural beauty, and it feels soulless, just exquisite decorative carvings.

It is indeed Ying Liqian's style, blunt, cold and a little solemn!

But there's no denying that it's very ornamental.

Soon they came to a villa, this time Lin Feifei was already very calm, because she had seen too many people, things, and things that she would never come into contact with in her life today, and they were all piled together for a while, bombarding her, and her exclamation value was completely overdrawn.

However, she was still negligent, and although she was immune to the architecture and decoration style, she was still shocked.

Only this time it was brought to her by Ying Liqian.