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Chapter 332: Chapter 332: Moving House, Night Talk

But considering that she has been living in her house rent-free for so long, and that she will continue to be an indispensable right-hand man for the foreseeable future, this request should be respected.

In truth, Feng Yiping is living in a villa for the first time in both of his lives, and it is still such a high-end place in the central villa district of the capital. He is also a commoner, so a little celebration is not out of the question.

It was not natural to invite his university classmates, and since they were not close friends, inviting them would definitely make people think he was showing off. So the guests were mainly from the company, the department heads under Jinling, several fellow villagers from the provinces who worked for furniture, Zhitong, and decoration companies, and Wang Jin Jing, and Wang Jinju. Jinling brought Fang Yingzhi along too. There were about twenty people in total. Jinling took charge and took them to a private restaurant for a meal. After they had had enough to eat and drink, they went in several cars to Feng Yiping\'s new house and had a great time.

Huang Jingping had spent most of the day with Wang Jinju and Fang Yingzhi, setting up a cold buffet at home. The reason it was called a cold buffet and not a buffet was because it mainly consisted of cold dishes, such as duck necks and tongues from their hometown, as well as braised beef, dried prawns, smoked fish, and various vegetable and fruit salads, as well as some dried snacks and fruit.

According to the custom of the capital, firecrackers were supposed to be set off in the warm room, but unlike Feng Yiping\'s hometown, the capital had long banned the burning of fireworks and firecrackers. So everyone stepped on the balloons placed all over the room, and then went to the kitchen to bring a small dish, a glass of wine or juice, and Feng Yiping was then surrounded in the middle.

Although Jin Ling is their immediate superior, Feng Yiping is, after all, the boss. He deals with Jin Ling a lot during the week, but not so much when he goes to the boss\'s house.

However, as soon as they start talking about work, Feng Yiping immediately switches the topic to life. Mainly under the auspices of Jin Ling and Zhou Xinyu, the development of the convenience store has gone as smoothly as he had hoped, without any deviation. He doesn\'t want to exceed his authority and interfere in specific matters.

Jin Ling sat in the living room with a commanding air, watching so many people gathered around the youngest of the young men. He smiled and said to Huang Jingping, \'Look at your boss Feng,\'

Huang Jingping looked at Feng Yiping in the centre of the crowd, holding a glass in his hand, calmly chatting with the people around him, most of whom were a good deal older than he was. \'He\'s not my family member, I think he belongs to everyone,\'

said Huang Jingping. The people surrounding Feng Yiping saw that he was never willing to talk about work, so most of them put away their own petty thoughts. Some people felt more at ease, knowing that under such a hands-off boss, they would be able to work steadily and with energy.

Some others, with average vision, felt that Feng Yiping was just like the rumours said, just a student, nothing extraordinary about him, and he listened to the people below him and let them make the decisions.

Therefore, they also wanted to work harder to climb the ranks. If they climbed to the position of Jinling, wouldn\'t that mean they could make their own decisions in everything?

It is impossible for the boss and the employees, who are separated by several layers, to become close in a short period of time. Therefore, the atmosphere is always polite and not too warm. When they gradually bid farewell and only Feng Yiping and the four girls are left at home, they feel more at ease.

Huang Jingping and Feng Yiping see the guests to the door one by one, and put some cold dishes on the coffee table. Feng Yiping sits directly on the floor and says to the people sitting on the sofa, \'Come on, we are all family, what\'s the point of carrying it around, just sit down!\'

As soon as his subordinates left, Jin Ling leaned back on the sofa and immediately became lazy. At this time, he took the lead and sat over, \'I\'m a little sorry for mentioning this opinion. We work together during the day, and after work we have to entertain them. It\'s really tiring. Fortunately, their focus tonight is all on you.\'

Hearing Feng Yiping\'s words, \'one of our own,\' Fang Yingzhi, who stayed behind, was probably the one with the most mixed feelings. She had gone to great lengths to become one of Feng Yiping\'s \'own people,\' but the \'one of our own\' Feng Yiping was referring to now was obviously not the \'one of our own\' she had in mind.

Thinking about all the companies and industries under Feng Yiping\'s name, she looked around the mansion she was in and thought about the welfare housing in her father\'s unit where she had lived for so many years, but had not yet properly decorated it. She was afraid that just the coffee table in front of her could decorate her home properly.

She looked at Huang Jingping, who had always been able to achieve her goals, and smiled, and a strong sense of envy and unwillingness rose in her heart.

Originally born in the city, she was once very proud of her urban household registration in front of people like Feng Yiping and Huang Jingping, who were born in small mountain villages. But now she somewhat regrets why she was born in the city. If she had also been born in the countryside and attended junior high school with Feng Yiping, she believes that she would be sitting next to Feng Yiping right now.

Yes, she is very confident in her appearance and believes that she has all the qualities of a good wife and helpmate, but unfortunately she has no chance.

She knows that there are more wealthy people in the south than Feng Yiping, but there are definitely no young ones like him. Moreover, there are many wealthy people in the south, but there are also many beautiful girls. She is not arrogant enough to think that she is more beautiful than all the others, and it is not easy to carve a bloody path out of so many beautiful girls.

And even if she manages to break through, she might just find that the person she has her eye on is just looking for a bit of fun or a taste of something new!

On the contrary, Feng Yiping now has only one woman in his life, Huang Jingping. During her time in the city, she got to know Huang Jingping a little, and she realised that she is essentially a simple country girl. She really can\'t play any tricks.

And she also knows that Feng Yiping and Huang Jingping still sleep in separate rooms, and such a man can truly be called an extinct good man.

The few people she dated when she was at the university of finance, after just a few dates, would try every trick in the book to get her to go to a hotel with them. Although she didn\'t fall for it, it was really disgusting compared to this.

However, she is now very aware that she will probably always look at Huang Jingping like this in the future, and continue to be envious of her. Even if she doesn\'t want to, there is nothing she can do about it. To succeed, it mainly depends on Feng Yiping, but she senses that Feng Yiping is sometimes tempted by her appearance, but he has always restrained himself well. She can\'t hold onto a man like this.

The only consolation is that she has a good job with a good income, and her prospects at the company are good too!

Everyone just ignored Fang Yingzhi as she drank by herself over there. Who hasn\'t had their mind on other things at times? \'Xiao Zhi, eat some vegetables,\' Huang Jingping reminded her from the side.

Jin Ling always felt that whether she was talking about work or life with Feng Yiping, the other person was very young, had been in school for all these years, and had a pitifully small amount of life experience. However, she was able to keep up with her own pace, and more often than not, it was as if Feng Yiping were several years older than her.

At dinner, her colleagues had served her a lot of wine, and now she had had a few glasses of red wine, not too much, but not too little either. Smiling, she pointed her finger at Feng Yiping and said, \'Sometimes, I really think you\'re a monster.\'

\'Big sister, no matter how close we are, even if we\'ve lived under the same roof for a few months, if you keep saying things like that, I\'ll sue you for defamation. According to you, anyone who\'s smarter or more capable than you is a monster? They\'re clearly geniuses!\' Feng Yiping took a piece of beef, chewed it slowly, and then said in a leisurely manner:

\'I believe there are geniuses, geniuses in a certain field, but people like you, who have been going to school since they were old enough to understand things and have not experienced much and have little experience, how can they be so experienced in human relations? I won\'t talk about starting a company.\' Jin Ling asked the question she had always wondered about.

\'Have you forgotten that I am also considered a genius in a field, in literature, aren\'t I?\'

Even Fang Yingzhi nodded. The movie based on the novel that Feng Yiping wrote in the first year of junior high school, no, when he finished elementary school, is now in theaters, and the novel he wrote in high school has now sold millions of copies. It\'s not an exaggeration for him to call himself a genius.

\'The greatest skill of a writer is to create, but creation is not complete fiction. If you write something that is too outrageous, it will not resonate with readers, and no one will even read it. Therefore, the key to creation is to fictionalise reasonably, so that people, when they read it, feel that it is something that could really happen. This requires him to think very hard, to carefully consider every scene in the work, the mentality of every character under the pen, and many other aspects.

So, to write a successful story is equivalent to dealing with many people and experiencing many things. Therefore, for a talented writer like me, you should not use age and experience as a pretext. Although I am younger than you, in fact, I have already experienced many vicissitudes in the creative process, right? Little girl!\' He raised his glass to Jin Ling.

Jin Ling was a little dizzy now, "It sounds kind of reasonable!" She raised her glass and touched it with Feng Yiping.

Huang Jingping always felt that Feng Yiping took everything for granted and never gave it a second thought. At this moment, she carefully peeled a few dried shrimps and placed them on the plate in front of Feng Yiping.

Feng Yiping took her hand and pointed at Wang Jinju, saying, \'And for those of us born in the countryside, compared to our urban peers, we have experienced far more than you can imagine. While many of our urban peers were still carefree and studying in school, we were already working with our parents to face the hardships and difficulties of life head-on. In our village, there were quite a few children who had to shoulder responsibilities at home at the age of fourteen or fifteen. What about your village?\' He asked Huang Jingping and Wang Jinju.

\'Both,\' they both nodded, just like they themselves. In junior high school, they were already able to take care of half of the household chores for their parents. Although their communication and social skills were still lacking, they knew what to do in any situation, as long as they thought about it carefully.

\'To be more specific, I have an older sister, in the second grade of primary school. I would stand on a stool and help her cook on the stove. In the third grade, when I was nine years old, my mother was hospitalized due to illness, and my sister was boarding at school. At that time, I was already able to take care of the household by myself. When I graduated from primary school, I was made the head of the household, and I did a pretty good job,\'

\'So at that time, you were already thinking about earning money for the family and changing the family\'s situation?\' Fang Yingzhi asked.

\'Yes, of course, these were also forced by life, but that doesn\'t mean we\'re good at it. If you put my peers in the city in my position, they would definitely do better than me!\' This is also the heartfelt words of Feng Yiping.

\'It sounds like it makes sense again,\' Jin Ling raised her glass again. I went, during the years she studied in the United States, she probably developed the habit of drinking.

Feng Yiping took a small sip, \'That\'s why it says in Dream of the Red Chamber that the world is full of knowledge, and people are full of experience. You don\'t have to be old to think things through. On the contrary, there are some people who are old but don\'t know any better than we do, as if they\'ve lived their lives as dogs, right?\'

\'Okay, you\'ve got a point,\' Jin Ling said, finishing the wine in her glass, \'I\'ll stop listening to your ranting and go to bed.\'

There was a room and all the quilts had been bought and washed. There were three bathrooms of different sizes, so it wasn\'t difficult to arrange for them to rest.

After settling them in, Feng Yiping took a quick shower, said goodnight to Huang Jingping, and just as he lay down, he heard the door open.