Chapter 28: Flipping the Pot Is Also a Skillful Job

"That's me," Qiao Qiao said proudly, squeezing beside Shen Zhi. "The most beautiful relationships are usually created in the simplest way. How can you look down on blind dates?"

Feng Shu's tall figure suddenly pushed Qiao Qiao aside, and he lowered his head to ask Shen Zhi, his voice muffled and somewhat pitiful, "Is it true?"

Feng Shu had clearly gotten the answer from Shen Zhi, but he still didn't give up and asked again.

Shen Zhi quickly pulled the staggering Qiao Qiao. Although he agreed to the blind date and had no intention of fulfilling his promise, because he knew Qiao Qiao, the possibility of deceiving Shen's mother together would be greatly increased.

More than twenty years of control will tear a hole in time, and Shen Zhi will sooner or later break free from the overwhelming and suffocating family affection.

It's just that he is bound to encounter obstacles. He can hide it from Shen's mother this time, but Shen Zhi doesn't know what will happen next time. He may not be so lucky.

"Of course it's true. I got married with the top brother right after our blind date. We're going to have a child right after the marriage, and I've even thought of a name for the child." Qiao Qiao, who almost sprained her ankle, continued to stimulate Feng Shu, and finally raised her voice and said loudly: "Just call her Shen Qiaozhi!"

Qiao Qiao put his hands on his hips, vowing to make Feng Shu angry to death.

This is indeed the case. Feng Shu was really angry, but he still got married and had children. Isn't this bullying him for not being able to have children? Gender discrimination is wrong, it is wrong, and it violates public order and morality!

"You wouldn't want a piglet as your baby, would you?"

Shen Zhi's eardrums were struck by Feng Shu's loud voice, and Feng Shu kept asking, "Boss Shen, please say something."

Shen Zhi found it hard to understand why the situation had turned into a drama of men and women competing with each other, and the sharp-tongued Qiao Qiao was particularly good at provoking people's hearts, "After giving birth, they want a second child, and after the second child, they want a third child. Not to mention piglets, there are also tiger babies and rabbit babies to make up the twelve zodiac signs."

Shen Zhi could feel the rise and fall of Feng Shu's chest beside him. His hands were so strong that they seemed to crush his wrist bones. Shen Zhi didn't understand why Feng Shu was quibbling like a child and engaging in a war of words with others.

Still can't beat it.

"Qiao Qiao," Shen Zhi finally spoke up to stop Qiao Qiao's provocative behavior, "I won't go on a blind date with you. I only treat you as my sister."

The battle situation turned around in an instant, and now the person who was dancing with joy and complacency became Feng Shu.

Shen Zhi's shoulders were pressed down by Feng Shu's arms, and the whole person was half hugged. Feng Shu's brisk voice rang in his ears, and he responded to Qiao Qiao, "Did you hear that, Sister Qiao?"

The villain succeeds.

Qiao was speechless, and she didn't know how this kind of green tea guy could be chosen.

Shen Zhi and Qiao Qiao can be considered childhood sweethearts. Shen Zhi is a few years older than Qiao Qiao and is very caring towards her. However, Qiao Qiao's family moved away and the two seldom met.

Shen Zhi accidentally saw Qiao Qiao's video and found out that Qiao Qiao was live streaming to raise funds to form a band. Perhaps because they shared the same suffering, Shen Zhi would always give her gifts during her live streaming to increase her popularity and help her realize her dream as soon as possible.

Qiao Qiao has always jokingly called Shen Zhi her big brother in pursuing her dreams.

Shen Zhi pulled Feng Shu's arm away from his neck and said, "Qiao Qiao, go to work first."

Qiao rolled his eyes at the boastful Feng Shu and left obediently.

"Are you a child? What's there to quarrel about?"

Feng Shu was quite happy to be scolded. Shen Zhi was still on his side. The blind date partner was amazing. He would be the one to have Mr. Shen's descendants. He could forget about having children.

However, "Do you like children?" Feng Shu asked, touching his chin.

Shen Zhi looked at Feng Shu in confusion. He thought Feng Shu was asking him if he liked being as childish as a kid, so Shen Zhi decisively broke Feng Shu's fantasy and said, "No."

Unexpectedly, Feng Shu became even happier.

It's OK if you don't like it. It's a perfect love that goes both ways if you both end up having no offspring.

Shen Zhi was surprised to see Feng Shu emitting a happy aura beside him, but he didn't think much about it because the live broadcast had begun.

Young and beautiful girls were full of smiles during the live broadcast, performing aerobics with great energy and harmony. The host in front introduced Qiaojia's new products in detail to the blasting DJ music.

Shen Zhi had a good impression of the fluent anchor, who was very professional in his abilities and gave a comprehensive introduction. He must have done a lot of preparation beforehand. If there was an opportunity, it would be best to sign this anchor.

Shen Zhi's shoulder was bumped, and when he turned his head, he saw Young Master Feng's scrutinizing dark brown eyes, "Do they dance that beautifully?" His tone was cold and faint.

Shen Zhi didn't look at it, and didn't understand Feng Shu's question, so he said perfunctorily: "It's okay, it looks good on you."

The scene and costumes are all well configured, showing that Fang Yinyin put a lot of effort into it.

Feng Shu's gaze moved uncontrollably, resting on Shen Zhi's overly slender waist and her perky and round buttocks. He couldn't help but think about how charming it would be if the miniskirt on the stage was worn by the arrogant President Shen.

Feng Shu is easily distracted. Shen Zhi just clearly rejected Qiao Qiao, and Feng Shu's heart couldn't help but become active again.

Shen Zhi felt a tingling sensation at the tip of his ears, mixed with moisture. The deep, ruffian voice sounded particularly playful, "Boss Shen, do you want to wear it? I can buy it for you."

Shen Zhi turned around, and Feng Shushen's handsome face was right in front of him, with an imperceptible expectation on his face. Shen Zhi silently curled his lips and refused, "Master Feng, if you want to wear it, just wear it. You don't need to drag me along. I don't discriminate against any pervert who wears women's clothes."

Feng Shu looked serious and said, "No, that won't work. My breasts are too long. If I wear a miniskirt, they will show and affect the appearance of the city."

Shen Zhi was silent for a while, and couldn't help cursing, "Get lost."

Shen Zhi knew that Feng Shu was thick-skinned, but he would still be impressed by his thick-skinnedness.

How can you say such shameless words so openly?

Feng Shu noticed that Shen Zhi's ears were flushed red and he chuckled softly. It turned out that Mr. Shen was not as calm and composed as he appeared to be. He was simply adorable.

"How am I a pervert?" Feng Shu kept chattering. Didn't he explain it clearly last time? Why did Shen Zhi keep bringing up the past?

Shen Zhi stared at Feng Shu with a half-smile, his eyes moving across his waist and abdomen until Feng Shu could no longer bear it, and recalled the bad things he had done, and tried to save him without giving up, "Actually, I wanted to wash it clean and send it back to you."

"Just throw it away." Mr. Shen was still so cold and ruthless today.

Shen Zhi left the live broadcast room. He had to communicate today's matters with Feng Xinyou. Not only the sales director but more importantly the company's financial director, Uncle Feng San, who was dismissed by Feng Shu today, Feng Xinliang.

The news of Feng Xinliang's dismissal should have reached Feng Xinyou's ears. Shen Zhi did not receive a clear reply from Feng Xinyou. He was not clear about what Feng Xinyou meant. Now it seemed that he was more inclined to Feng Shu.

Shen Zhi informed Feng Zhi of the source of the letter, and about half an hour later, he received a letter from Feng promising to handle it personally.

Shen Zhi knew that Feng Xinyou would persuade Feng Xinliang to resign from his position.

Feng Shu truly deserves the title of Qiaojia's successor.

Shen Zhi noticed a few posts about people suffering from diarrhea after eating Qiaojia spicy noodles. Although the number was small, it attracted Shen Zhi's attention. When it comes to food, the most important thing to pay attention to is safety, and other things like taste are secondary.

Shen Zhi was going to find Zhou Chang to confirm with him again whether there were any problems with the new spicy strips recipe developed by the R&D department. Although they had passed the quality inspection, Shen Zhi still hoped to get more details to ensure that there were no mistakes.

Shen Zhi walked to the door and saw a young master with nothing to do in Zhou Chang's office.

Talking to Zhou Chang.

"You are dating Mr. Shen?!!" Zhou Chang was so shocked at that moment that he couldn't put it into words. Although he saw Feng Shu and Mr. Shen being intimate at that time, he still felt unbelievable when Feng Shu actually told him.

How is it possible? That's Mr. Shen. Even Feng Shu, the successor of Qiaojia, can't imagine it.

How could Mr. Shen, who is out of touch with the world, fall in love, especially with such an unreliable man?

Feng Shu sat on Zhou Chang's desk, his long legs resting on the ground, holding a piece of fruit in his hands, tossing it back and forth. Facing Zhou Chang's distrustful look, Feng Shu asked, "Have you met Mr. Shen's girlfriend?"

Zhou Changchi shook his head in doubt. Not to mention Mr. Shen's partner, he had never seen any species that was close to Mr. Shen.

Feng Shu patted Zhou Chang in a serious tone and said, "That's it. Now I am Mr. Shen's boyfriend."

In a nutshell, Zhou Chu's CPU burned out. Isn't there some necessary logical relationship between the two?

You can't take over Mr. Shen's position just because he doesn't have a partner!

It just doesn't make sense.

Feng Shu thought about it and decided that the best way to pursue Shen Zhi was to cut off Shen Zhi's romantic opportunities. After all, he really couldn't handle Shen Zhi, and he thought it was a good idea to save the country in a roundabout way.

The first step was to spread the word, and little fat boy Zhou Chang was the first subject of his experiment.

The closure plan was implemented quickly, but failed even faster.

Shen Zhi watched the orange in Feng Shu's hand roll to his feet. Shen Zhi bent down, picked up the orange, walked to Feng Shu, and stuffed the orange back into Feng Shu's hand. "Are you free?"

"Not really," Feng Shu hated himself for dying before he could accomplish his mission and for being caught.

After listening to Feng Shu's words, Zhou Chang didn't believe it intellectually and was emotionally shaken. What was even more frightening was that he didn't know if he was influenced by Feng Shu, he even felt that the two of them were flirting with each other.

"Is there any problem with the food safety of the new flavor of spicy strips?" Shen Zhi asked Zhou Chang to check the recent posts.

Zhou Chang quickly browsed the posts and vowed: "Mr. Shen, there is absolutely no problem. We will communicate with the parties involved to find out the reasons, and we are also monitoring the factory."

Shen Zhi nodded.

"It's best to go to the processing plant in person. The workers are not familiar with the newly purchased production line yet, so there may be deficiencies. You need to check for omissions and make up for them in time."

Zhou Chang quickly agreed, but he was unsure about the candidate to go to the factory.

Shen Zhi fixed his eyes on Feng Shu, "Are you on a business trip?"

Feng Shu knew that Shen Zhi was always looking for trouble with him. It was a pity. "Not only can I not go on a business trip, Qiao Jia can't come either." Feng Shu announced, "It's time to go back to work."

"Young Master, do you still have a job?" Zhou Chang thought Feng Shu's job was to be the young master and eat, drink and have fun.

Feng Shu was also puzzled. Did he really look like an unemployed gangster?

Why were everyone so surprised when he said he had a job?

"Then you should find a reliable person to go in person," Shen Zhi said and then left.

Shen Zhi returned to the office, followed by a little tail.

"Little Tail" Feng Shu sat opposite Shen Zhi, caressing Mr. Crab, his thoughts drifting, and suddenly said, "Mr. Shen, let's give Mr. Crab a name, let's call him Shen Shuzhi, what do you think?"

Branches? Shen Zhi didn't think much of it.

There is a pig in front and a tree behind, neither makes any difference.

Feng Shu felt very regretful and sighed, because Mr. Shen's cold and frosty attitude of rejection was very obvious.

"I gave the incense sticks to Tao Siyu," Feng Shu said, "If you have a headache, light one, but don't overdo it, or Tao Siyu will control you."

Shen Zhi raised his eyelids, "How do you know I often have headaches?"

Feng Shu was calm and composed. He finally got back at Shen Zhi. "Not only do I know that, but I pressed your head for half the night when you were drunk. I was almost exhausted to death."

It would have been fine if he was just tired, but the next day Shen Zhi scolded him for his poor skills, which seriously hurt his personal feelings.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, or your body will collapse. There's no need to be the first in everything," Feng Shu naggled to Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi listened to Feng Shu's words, which seemed to be about arranging his funeral, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Feng Shu swallowed his saliva and said in a dry voice, "Can you just work and not talk while I'm at work?"