Chapter 821 I suddenly have a bad feeling
Liang Jingfeng immediately got out of bed and took the phone from Zhong Jincheng. He glanced at the number and looked up and responded, "This is a private call. How do I know if it's from the company?"
"Ah... then I'll go and take a look?" Zhong Jincheng hesitated.
"Are you on Saturday?"
"yes."
"It just so happens that I missed it. You can go and ask. If it's true, that's good news. It means the company thinks your brand has potential and they value it."
Liang Jingfeng held onto the edge of Zhong Jincheng's bed, raised his eyebrows and explained, looking very experienced.
"My business is... a small one, and I just picked a random name. How can it be considered a brand?" Zhong Jincheng scratched his head and smiled flattered.
Liang Jingfeng: "Of course, if you are valued by the company, you can expect to make a fortune. The company doesn't value anyone casually."
It sounds like you ordered the investment department to call... Zhang Yang muttered to himself while looking at his phone.
Zhong Jincheng was completely overwhelmed by joy. He stood up and patted Liang Jingfeng's shoulder vigorously: "Mr. Liang! If it's true, I'll treat you to a big meal!"
"Don't worry, it's authentic. Anyone who dares to impersonate the Lu Investment Department will face lawsuits."
Liang Jingfeng made an "OK" gesture with confidence and climbed onto his bed.
Zhang Yang: "Are you going to the welcome party tomorrow afternoon? Lu Yuanqiu has a performance, and I heard he was forced to do it by the school leaders."
Liang Jingfeng: "I'm not free tomorrow afternoon. I have to go with my senior sister to calm the situation. After all, she was forced to go in. If her colleagues have any objections and let them know about my relationship with her, they won't dare to do anything to her later."
Zhong Jincheng nodded: "That does make sense."
Liang Jingfeng smiled, lay on the bed with his legs crossed, turned on the voice call on his phone, put it to his mouth, and replied to Fu Yimeng in a low voice.
This time, dad is really the MVP. Of course, Liang Jingfeng knows that it is because the turmoil in the company has subsided, otherwise dad would not dare to do these little tricks at this time.
On Friday, after taking a nap at two o'clock in the afternoon, Liang Jingfeng walked out of the dormitory to the bathroom. When he passed by dormitory 401, he paused, walked to the door and pushed it open.
My goodness, there were three people sleeping in the dormitory with their upper bodies hanging upside down on the bed. The curtains were closed, and it was dark and gloomy, just like a haunted house.
"Lu Yuanqiu, don't you have a performance at the welcome party? Why are you still sleeping?"
Lu Yuanqiu's confused voice came from the bed: "It's still early..."
Liang Jingfeng leaned against the door proudly: "I should be able to win over Senior Sister Mengmeng this afternoon."
Lu Yuanqiu responded listlessly: "Congratulations..."
What on earth has this guy been doing lately? He's nowhere to be seen all day, and every time they meet he looks so tired, Liang Jingfeng wondered in his heart.
"Where's your Bai Qingxia? Don't you have any plans this afternoon?"
"No, she's busy."
Liang Jingfeng laughed and joked, "What could be more important than performing on stage with you?"
"I don't know." Lu Yuanqiu responded casually, turned over in bed, raised his hand and said, "Close the door, close the door and go to sleep. I'm so sleepy."
"The dormitory smells terrible. I'll leave the door open for you to get some fresh air."
"Fuck... there's a toilet opposite the door!" Lu Yuanqiu sat up.
Liang Jingfeng pretended not to hear and slipped away quickly. After packing up in the dormitory, he went to the place where he had agreed to meet Fu Yimeng.
Fu Yimeng dressed up very beautifully today. She seemed to have picked out one of the relatively conservative clothes she wore for the photo shoot. On the way to the branch, Liang Jingfeng was too embarrassed to look at her, but Fu Yimeng had a smile on her face and kept trying to find things to talk to him. Her attitude was completely different from what it was like online a few days ago.
After arriving at the company, Liang Jingfeng felt more confident. He contacted his father specifically and did not let his father show up. Like a master, he took the initiative to lead Fu Yimeng into the company's gate and came to the company's human resources department. He accompanied Fu Yimeng to go through the entry procedures and sign the labor contract. With his father's advance arrangement, everything went very smoothly.
"The general manager is truly the most powerful second-generation rich kid I've ever met. Not only did he manage to win over the most beautiful girl on campus at Zhuhai University, he also managed to get her to willingly share the recipe for his noodles. Bai Xi made such a fuss before, but he still couldn't get it."
After coming out of the Human Resources Department with Fu Yimeng, Liang Jingfeng suddenly heard the conversation between two female employees passing by them.
Another female employee responded: "Actually, the general manager is quite attractive. Not the kind that makes you swoon at first glance, but the more you look at him, the more you're attracted to him. Do you understand me?"
"Just tell me, are you looking for a rich second generation?"
"Hahaha, shut up."
Liang Jingfeng stood there quietly watching the two female employees walk into the Human Resources Department, wondering if he had heard it wrong.
"What's wrong?" Fu Yimeng asked.
Liang Jingfeng came back to his senses: "Ah, it's okay, shouldn't you be the most beautiful campus belle at Zhuda University?"
Fu Yimeng patted Liang Jingfeng on the shoulder and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm far behind. The current school girls are more beautiful than each other, and there are even more in your class."
Liang Jingfeng was delighted by the photo and laughed: "Come on, let's go. You will officially start work next Monday. I will take you to your workplace."
"Uh-huh."
Fu Yimeng immediately followed Liang Jingfeng. She started working as an administrative assistant, responsible for document management and meeting organization. This department didn't really emphasize professionalism, and knowing some basic office software was enough to get by.
As soon as we arrived at the office area, several girls suddenly rushed out from inside and squeezed the two people who were about to enter almost against the glass door.
Liang Jingfeng and Fu Yimeng were confused, and then they heard the female employees who ran away chattering: "Hurry, hurry, she's here. Let's see if there's a chance to take a sneak shot today. She's really beautiful."
Liang Jingfeng looked at the group of people unhappily: "What's going on...are you neglecting your duties during working hours?"
Fu Yimeng didn't care. She looked towards her workplace, walked inside, touched one of the tables, and thought that the person behind her was someone with a stable job, so she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, Mr. Liang. I will definitely treat you to dinner next week."
After Fu Yimeng finished speaking, Liang Jingfeng did not respond. She turned around and found that Liang Jingfeng was still looking in the direction where the group of people left, with a look of confusion on his face.
"What's wrong?"
"Why...I seemed to hear them mention Bai Qingxia's name?"
Fu Yimeng: "Ah?"
Liang Jingfeng turned around: "Let's follow and see, I suddenly have a bad feeling."
Seeing Liang Jingfeng's serious expression, Fu Yimeng followed him even though he was a little confused about the situation.
The two of them caught up with the group of girls. Seeing that the elevator was too crowded, Liang Jingfeng took Fu Yimeng to another elevator. When pressing the floor button, he thought about it and did not press the first floor, but directly pressed the 12th floor.
"What's going on? What a bad feeling." Fu Yimeng still didn't understand the situation.
Liang Jingfeng's expression was solemn: "Bai Qingxia...may have framed Lu Yuanqiu. I hope I'm wrong."
(End of this chapter)
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