Chapter 65: Her Damn Charm of Walking at the Bottom of Fashion
This kind of day went on for almost half a month.
The days of the three people's concentrated practice were broken.
The first person to come to see the three of them was Yan Kuan.
He brought Fu Qiang and the emaciated Fu Chengmei.
It was past ten o'clock when the three of them finished their exercise in Qingcheng Park.
Holding breakfast in hand, they ate while discussing recent events.
"The story of Fu Qiang and his family is like a TV drama."
After stuffing his mouth full of dumplings, Chen Xiaodao glanced at Lao Mi Tou.
Old Mi took two sips of soy milk, savoring it for a long time before saying, "That's the same with Xie Hua. He made such a mess that he didn't let anyone get to the hospital. Now Zhuo Meiling is in a vegetative state, Fu Chengmei has been bedridden for a while, and Chang Zhuojin has gone crazy. The only healthy son in the family is his son. This child is still young and naive. What are we going to do in the future?"
"Isn't this sensible? He sent his own uncle to jail, and teamed up with his own father and stepmother to bully his own mother. In the hospital, he still cried out that his father and stepmother were innocent and that his own mother was the one at fault. Is this child sensible? He's confusing right and wrong, and he's possessed by evil."
After swallowing the steamed bun in one gulp, Chen Xiaodao's eyes popped out. "I want my future child to be like this, I'd rather throw it away than let it go! Right, Grandma?"
Shouted Feng Zhibai.
Feng Zhibai hadn't eaten anything. He was holding a thermos cup. He opened the lid, blew on it in a very condescending manner, and then said, "Can you two finish your food before talking? I don't understand what you're saying."
With her hands behind her back, she turned and headed towards the community unit.
"Wait a minute, I'll be done eating soon."
After stuffing all the buns into his mouth, Chen Xiaodao pushed Lao Mi Tou and jogged forward.
As the three of them reached the bottom of the building, they saw a familiar figure.
Old Mitou shouted loudly: "Director Yan."
Yan Kuan was holding a mobile phone in his hand, probably sending a message. When he heard someone shouting and looked up, he saw Feng Zhibai and the other two walking towards him.
He should have looked at the person who called him first, but there was always someone who was the most eye-catching in the crowd!
For example: Feng Zhibai.
It’s not because she is beautiful!
It’s not because she’s beautiful!
It's because of her unique temperament...
Really, he has grown so much in his life!
I have never seen such an underage girl... holding a thermos cup in her hand, wearing fur on her upper body, a leather skirt on her lower body, and a pair of closed-toe slippers on her feet, regardless of the weather!
He was shocked!
I was really shocked!
Who! Who taught her how to dress?
Don’t you know that if you go out like this, you’ll be called a lunatic!
Fu Qiang and Fu Chengmei were standing behind Yan Kuan, and the moment they saw Feng Zhibai... they really couldn't imagine that she was their benefactor.
At first glance, I felt like she was a little girl who had wandered from somewhere and had no clothes to wear so she just found some in the garbage dump.
Otherwise, how could you dress like this?
I wear it all year round.
However, someone still didn't know what the other three were thinking.
He changed the water cup to another hand and greeted Yan Kuan confidently and happily.
"Hey, Xiao Kuan Kuan, long time no see. I missed you so much."
Yan Kuan gave a dry laugh and waved his hand stiffly in reply: "Haha, Miss Feng, long time no see."
Old Mitou threw the cup of soy milk in his hand into the trash can beside him and enthusiastically invited him to comment on Feng Zhibai's outfit: "Director Yan, come on, comment on the little girl's outfit!"
Chen Xiaodao also echoed, "Isn't it very fashionable? Doesn't it feel like the old lady is walking a very new and trendy show?"
After hearing what they said, Feng Zhibai posed coquettishly, and cast a pair of almond-shaped eyes at Yan Kuan, his voice becoming soft and tender: "How about it, does this outfit of mine make you feel bright?"
Looking at Feng Zhibai with a mixture of laughter and tears, Yan Kuan really didn't want to hit her!
"Miss Feng, could you please not embarrass me?"
"Embarrassed? Does this outfit of mine embarrass you? Why? Can't you even say a word of praise?"
Feng Zhibai turned around on the spot.
Yan Kuan made an expression of disdain before saying, "Well... Miss Feng's style is like that of a ruined wealthy Syrian family... Well, it's like this, Miss Feng, I came to you today to tell you about what happened in the past few days."
He really couldn't lie, so he started changing the subject halfway through his speech.
Chen Xiaodao and Lao Mi Tou were laughing like crazy when they stood together.
They have been forced to look at Feng Zhibai's outfits many times during this period.
They didn't mean it wasn't pretty.
But it's really so tacky!
People said she was not good-looking, but she still refused to accept the advice.
When someone says she looks pretty, she starts buying like crazy!
I originally had a closet full of ugly clothes, but now I have a room full of ugly clothes!
She never tires of changing into those ugly clothes every day!
If there is none left, just replace them randomly.
In her own words: There are no women who don’t know how to dress, only women who don’t want to dress.
As her roommates, Lao Mi Tou and Chen Xiaodao became the first people to appreciate her ugly outfit every day.
When we first went to the park, everyone was pointing and talking.
But after they knew Feng Zhibai could tell fortunes and divination, gradually, those people in the park stopped criticizing her outfit and turned to praising her fashion sense.
And someone gradually lost himself in these insincere compliments...
She still feels that she is at the forefront of fashion trends.
I don't feel anything is wrong at all.
Feng Zhibai was originally in a good mood, but after being teased by Yan Kuan, he lost interest. He bared his teeth at him, then waved his hand at Fu Qiang and Fu Chengmei: "If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something to say, fart quickly. I'm busy."
Knowing that she was angry, Yan Kuan said embarrassedly: "Miss Feng, don't be angry, I am a little stupid with my words, I didn't mean it."
Glancing at him, Feng Zhibai took off his fur coat and was about to throw it away.
Yan Kuan was quick-witted and grabbed the clothes: "Let me help you get it."
This talk first and action later made Feng Zhibai understand: "Hey, what do you mean? Is there something you need my help with?"
He grinned, and his silence was more than words could say.
"Don't stand at the door. Come in and talk. It's so hot."
Old Mitou spoke up in time to interrupt the awkwardness.
Chen Xiaodao quickly climbed up to the first floor and opened the door: "Come in, I'll turn on the air conditioner to cool down."
After saying that, he went into the house to turn on the air conditioner.
Feng Zhibai swayed her waist, gracefully reached out to lift the hem of her skirt, and walked up the stairs.
Although she lives in the present world, the things that she has developed in her bones can never be erased.
"Miss Feng has such good manners, like a lady from a noble family."
After going upstairs, Fu Chengmei suddenly spoke behind Feng Zhibai.
Feng Zhibai didn't think much about it and replied immediately, "I am a lady from a noble family, so how can I be similar to her?"
This one sentence brought down the originally good atmosphere.
I have to say that Feng Zhibai is the terminator of good atmosphere, the black hole king of friendly topics, and an extremely irritable person.
In short: social cancer.
Fu Chengmei was a little embarrassed, but still smiled politely: "Master, my brother and I are here to thank you today."
"No need to thank me. I still say the same thing: I take money from others to help them get rid of disasters."
Waving their hands, the group entered the house.
The whole house is filled with the breath of life.
It’s completely different from the time when Lao Mi was alone at home!
There are things placed everywhere in the room, making it look full but not messy.
There are many flowers on the balcony, they are blooming luxuriantly, and the sunlight shining in makes them look particularly beautiful.
The living room is not very big, but things are arranged in a very orderly manner, as if it was carefully designed.
Even the kitchen looks comfortable.
It's the kind of family that you can tell at first glance that they definitely love life.
Yan Kuan couldn't help but take a few more glances. Just as he was about to exclaim how nice such a house was, he discovered two doors lying on the ground not far away...
Looking at the structure of the room, there is a master bedroom and a second bedroom.
"The master bedroom belongs to my great-grandmother, and the second bedroom is mine, mainly because I didn't snatch it from her."
Seeing Yan Kuan staring at the door on the ground, Chen Xiaodao kindly explained to him the ownership of the room.
He nodded and smiled, and couldn't help but teasing: "Mr. Chen, you and Miss Feng are really unusual. Even the rooms you live in have separate doors."
"It wasn't me, it was her work."
Pointing at Feng Zhibai, Chen Xiaodao looked innocent.
Putting the thermos cup in his hand on the coffee table, Feng Zhibai sat down on the sofa: "It's too troublesome to close and open the door."
She didn't really want to tell Yan Kuan that she removed the door because she didn't know how to open it.
"Director Yan, please sit down. I'll go get some water."
Old Mi asked Yan Kuan and others to sit down, and then went to pour water.
"Thank you, Mr. Mi."
After thanking Lao Mitou, he kindly said to Feng Zhibai, "Miss Feng, there are differences between men and women. You'd better keep the door closed."
Chen Xiaodao nodded proudly: "I think Director Yan is right! There is nothing wrong between me and Lao Mitou. I am mainly worried that you, Grandma, will suffer."
"It doesn't matter. I can't pretend anyway. Whoever knows how to pretend can do it before leaving."
Feng Zhibai waved his hands meaninglessly and yawned: "Hurry up and tell me the story, I need to go back to sleep."
Still taking a nap at this hour?
Yan Kuan smiled faintly, took out a stack of information from his pocket and placed it in front of Feng Zhibai.
"I followed your advice and checked Kaiyuan Planning Co., Ltd.'s accounts. The official accounts were fine, including the company's cooperation and other matters. But because these things were done too well, there were loopholes. A deeper investigation revealed some shady accounts. The company had private transactions with several planning firms that were not kept in the company's official books. The amounts involved were substantial and had a significant impact. After repeated verification, we discovered that their tax accounts had been altered. While the amounts weren't particularly large, the number of transactions was significant."
Feng Zhibai was too lazy to read the text. He didn't even touch the information in front of him. He fiddled with his slender fingers and stared at Yan Kuan calmly: "Stealing water and leaking water."
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