Chapter 131 Saying thank you, just talking?
The wine slid into the transparent goblet, and the air was filled with the mellow smell of wine.

Under the light, the liquid was scarlet, Feng Xian was still holding the goblet, leaning back slightly, the scarlet liquid formed a sharp contrast with the man's face.

Black hair, sharp edges and corners, holding red 'blood' in his hand, like a vampire in the old days.

This scene is beautiful, but the fly in the ointment is Xu Yuzhong's: what the fuck, and the ringtone from the phone.

This ringtone is very familiar to Feng Xian, nonsense, special concern for Zheng Ling, can you not be familiar with it?

Putting down the wine glass and turning on the phone, the little girl finally knows how to send messages.

Feng Xian: The work is going well.

Zheng Xiaomao: That's good, Mr. Feng, when are you going back to Yanjing?
Feng Xian: There are still some things that may take a few days.

Zheng Kitten: Oh...

Well, it seems that there is no good luck these days.A little bit lost.

What does this string of ellipsis mean?
Lost?
Feng Xian's deep eyes overflowed with a little joy, and he typed: I will go back as soon as possible.

Zheng Xiaomao: It's okay, work is more important.

Feng Xian: Yes.

After talking about Feng Xian's business trip, Feng Xian asked Zheng Ling about her filming.

Feng Xian asked Zheng Ling if he had encountered any unpleasant things in the recent filming.

Leading the caring work, Zheng Ling thought about it and told about his recent work status.

Zheng Xiaomao: Everything is good, the program group is very formal, the guests are easy to get along with, and the instructors are also excellent.

Zheng Xiaomao: I also want to thank Mr. Feng for giving me the opportunity to participate in this variety show!
Feng Xian: Our relationship, needless to say thank you.

This sentence made Zheng Ling a little panicked.

She quickly replied: Thank you is still not enough, I must say it.

She was as unfamiliar as an outsider, which made Feng Xian a little unhappy.

When he was unhappy, all kinds of attributes could come out, so he sent a very straight and smart sentence: Is it just to say thank you?

Feng Xian: Is there any other way to express it?

Zheng Ling: ...

Speechless for a while.

Zheng Ling rubbed his forehead, feeling that he might be a bit mean, and replied: I will work harder, and I won't let your investment lose a penny.

Okay, let’s skip this topic. Zheng Ling didn’t want to talk about it anymore, so he asked casually: What are you doing now, Mr. Feng?
Feng Xian: Do you want to know what I am doing now?

……

This sentence may seem a bit strange.

Zheng Ling paused, and before he could reply, a video popped up on his phone.
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Feng-nanse has sent you a video request, do you accept it?

Zheng Ling clicked yes, the screen of the phone shook, and Feng Xian's face appeared directly on the screen.

The square screen framed the face that made people want to commit crimes every minute.

"I was out."

Feng Xian's phone turned slightly, "I'm talking about business."

"Still working so late, it's hard work."

"Yeah." Feng Xian responded softly, "It's not hard work, by the way, I'm on a business trip during this period, and the number of times in these few days will be made up when you are free."

Although going out to eat is something I am very willing to do.

but why!She wasted time and wanted to make up the number of times, Feng Xian himself wasted time and had to make up the number of times!
Zheng Ling asked Feng Xian's soul.

Feng Xian was stunned for a moment, then said plainly, "Because I am an elder."

"..." The miraculous elder.

Zheng Ling couldn't help but tilted her body and covered her eyes with her hands, "Okay, I lost."

(End of this chapter)

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