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Chapter 217: Chapter 217: All together

\'I\'ll do it. Do you want to eat this?\' Feng Yiping asked her, holding up a bag of dumplings.

Throughout the meal, Huang Jingping, who had let go of her burdens, was very happy. She fed Feng Yiping a dumpling now and then, and then let Feng Yiping feed her one. She kept praising the instant dumplings with pork and leek filling dipped in vinegar, saying, \'They\'re delicious!\'

When Feng Yiping left the house, she stood next to the door, handing him his bag, just as she had seen in a TV drama. She also suddenly gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and said, \'Come back early!\'

It must be admitted that Feng Yiping was enjoying such treatment for the first time, and his face felt a little flustered.

However, he was a little worried throughout the night. What if Huang Chengzhong and the others came knocking in the morning?

The rain never stopped. After study hall, he went home with Huang Jingping and looked at the ten stores next to each other. The situation was not bad. When they first chose the stores, they had considered this problem and tried to choose places that were slightly higher up. So far, there is no danger of flooding. However, if this kind of rain continues for a day and night, a few stores may have problems.

As for the warehouse, that is the least of your worries. When the glassware factory built the warehouse, they took this into consideration. The site is high, and the warehouse is also built on a terrace, 50 cm higher than the flat land. If the warehouse floods, it is estimated that half of the city will flood.

\'Have so many already opened?\'

\'Not many. There will be at least 50 in the provincial capital, so we need to hurry up and train qualified staff.\'

\'Can I do it?\' Huang Jingping asked a little worriedly.

\'It\'s very simple. There are many ready-made tutorials, just follow the book. It\'s fine if you don\'t want to do it. Actually, I said that mainly to reassure your parents,\' Feng Yiping told her the truth, "Do you still want to study? I think you should find an opportunity to continue your studies.\'

\'Further studies?" Huang Jingping was a little yearning, \'Let\'s talk about it later. First, help with the training at the vocational school. It can help you a little and also reassure the family.\'

The next day, it rained all day, but Feng Yiping returned home at noon without any problems. Neither Huang Chengzhong nor his mother came to the door to complain that he had abducted their daughter.

As soon as he entered the door, he could smell the delicious aroma.

\'Hungry?\' Huang Jingping served him a small bowl of soup. \'Eat this to fill your stomach, and then we\'ll eat when you get back from the bus station, okay?\'

\'In such a hurry?\' Feng Yiping thought she was in a hurry to get the job offer.

\'What? My second uncle\'s daughter, my cousin Jing Shu, is the one you met with me in town during the New Year shopping that year. She is studying law at the Provincial Polytechnic University. She informed me in the morning and asked for two days off from school to come and see me.\'

\'Ah,\' Feng Yiping tried to recall, but could no longer remember her appearance.

\'Sorry, this may have been my parents\' idea.\' Huang Jingping felt a little embarrassed. It must have been her parents\' bad idea to come over themselves and ask their cousin to come for a site visit.

\'It\'s fine, I can understand.\'

When they arrived at the bus station, Feng Yiping went to the office to pick up the documents sent by Gao Zhiyi. Feng Yiping had given the instructions in such a hurry that Fat Brother clearly understood what he meant. He did a good job, and the letter of appointment was even encased in a red silk shell. The two characters "聘书" (letter of appointment) were also gold-stamped, which was very classy.

At the entrance to the station, Huang Jingping was chatting warmly with a girl wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with a ruffled collar. The girl was a little taller and slimmer than Huang Jingping, wearing sunglasses and carrying a black bag that didn\'t look very feminine.

\'This is my cousin Jing Shu. Feng Yiping, you met both of them a few years ago.\'

\'Hello!\' Feng Yiping greeted her, and Huang Jing Shu nodded. \'I remember when I first saw you, you had long hair. What happened?\'

Feng Yiping led them to the parking lot, looked at her neat short haircut, and found something to say to Huang Jingchu. This is on behalf of Huang Jingping\'s parents, and it is always necessary to maintain good relations.

\'Oh, long hair is too much trouble,\' Huang Jingchu said concisely.

Why has this woman\'s personality changed a bit? It seems that this is not the way it was before. Does she consider herself an imperial envoy?

When she saw Feng Yiping\'s car, she finally spoke again, \'Nice car.\'

Huang Jingping also felt that her cousin was a bit off today, and took the initiative to find a topic of conversation, \'Really? A lot of people think his car is ugly.\'

\'It\'s not pretty, but judging by the logo on the front, the car is pretty good.\'

Feng Yiping felt that they really couldn\'t have a good chat.

Before dinner, Feng Yiping handed the employment letter back to Huang Jingping. She fondled the smooth silk on the cover and looked at the content inside, unable to put it down. \'It\'s really beautiful!\'

Huang Jingshu took it over and looked at it. "Youjia Company? I haven\'t seen this convenience store in the provincial capital!\'

Huang Jingping took the initiative to explain to her, "They first opened ten stores in the city, and now they have streamlined all the processes. Next, they are preparing to expand in the provincial capital.\'

Huang Jingshu let out an \'oh\' and said nothing.

Fine, let her carry it. After dinner, the dishes weren\'t even washed when Huang Jingping was dragged into the room by her cousin. Feng Yiping vaguely heard her asking inside, \'You didn\'t...,\'

Haha, sure enough, that\'s the most important thing. Huang Jingping immediately cried out in protest, \'What are you thinking?\'

\'Knock, knock,\' Feng Yiping knocked on the door. Huang Jingping blushed, hiding most of her body behind the door. "What\'s wrong, are you going to school?\'

\'Come here for a second," Feng Yiping called her into the study. "When Qiuling came over this afternoon, I couldn\'t pick her up. You take a taxi. If the weather improves in the afternoon, take them shopping in the city centre." Feng Yiping gave her advice, and no matter what type of woman it is, she definitely doesn\'t dislike shopping.

In the end, they couldn\'t really go shopping. The intermittent rain continued without let-up. After school that afternoon, Feng Yiping still looked around the shops. Nothing happened at any of the ten shops, but the situation in the low-lying areas of the city was not optimistic. As he passed by a shopping mall, he noticed that the fire brigade was pumping water out of the basement.

Zhang Qiuling had also arrived. The three girls were sitting on the sofa, watching Stephen Chow\'s \'The God of Cookery\' on DVD. It was a very happy film, and even Huang Jingshu was amused and laughing.

Huang Jingping paused for a moment. Zhang Qiuling seemed to have always had some kind of problem with Feng Yiping, or else she wanted to compete with him for real whenever they met. \'Boss Feng, your conditions are getting better and better. This is such a nice house, I want to live here too.\'

\'No, I\'m close friends with Xiao Zhijie. You\'re making this difficult for us. I need to think about it,\' he pretended to think for less than two seconds, "Okay, as long as you want to move in, I don\'t care who Xiao Zhijie is!\'

\'Go to hell!" A pillow followed these words.

With Zhang Qiuling joining in, the atmosphere finally warmed up. Huang Jingshu also stopped acting like a little nun and, probably unable to pretend any longer, returned to her natural self, which was a bit careless but also very witty. She had put on an act at lunch, so she must have been quite tired.

The atmosphere was quite good, but then the problem came when it was time to sleep at night. In such a summer, Feng Yiping didn\'t even have an air conditioner, and it was definitely not possible for the three girls to sleep in one bed. Huang Jingping volunteered, \'I\'ll sleep on the sofa.\'

\'No way,\' Huang Jingshu rejected out of hand, while also staring at Feng Yiping warily, as if Feng Yiping would drag Huang Jingshu into the room in the middle of the night.

Come on, if we really want to do something, you\'re only being defensive now, which is at best a case of mending the fold after a sheep is lost.

In the end, Feng Yiping was appointed director of the department by the girls, gave up his room to Huang Jingping and Zhang Qiuling, and Huang Jingshu slept alone in the guest room.

But Feng Yiping was afraid that his blissful sleeping position would be exposed to the three girls going in and out of the living room, so he finally chose to sleep on the floor in the study.