After New Year's Day, Feng Ping seemed to have completely lost patience with Wang Zhen.
Wang Zhen was very annoyed. He had no strength to fight back before closing the plane, and the Wei family had not moved, leaving him in isolation. He called Wei Sha and asked her what the Wei family planned. Wei Sha was just perfunctory as usual. He vented his anger and smashed something in the office, and took his coat home directly.
Today, while Wang Zhen was in the company, Feng Ya deliberately came back to pack her things. Unexpectedly, Wang Zhen would come back before the things were finished. Both of them froze for a moment, and they didn't seem to expect to meet each other here.
Wang Zhen quickly changed his face and looked at Feng Ya impatiently: "Why are you here?"
Feng Ya was angrily laughed: "You asked this very well, don't forget that I bought this house."
Wang Zhen left his coat on the sofa and lit a cigarette: "Don't forget that the name of the two of us is written on the real estate certificate."
Feng Ya laughed again, this time laughing at herself. She was really bewildered by lard.
"I will come back to this house sooner or later. I move out now, but I don't want to stay in the same space with you. It's disgusting."
"Oh, I'm disgusting? It's not much better for you to seal the house!" He raised his eyes and stared at Feng Ya, the anger in his eyes was undisguised, "You want to take everything from me, don't dream!"
"I don't think you are dreaming anymore." Feng Ya looked at Wang Zhen now, and was completely the same as Wang Zhen in her memory. "Wang Zhen, do you really think the Wei family is helping you? They just know that you like Wei Sha, hang you with her and ask you to do things for them. Anyway, you are also the boss of the company and don’t even have this vision? If it wasn’t because you were my husband, you thought they would watch You take a look?"
"Enough, I know you always look down on me! The people who seal the house look down on me, especially Feng Jing!" He didn't know, after meeting him, Feng Jing began to speak ill of him in front of Feng Ya , I want to prevent them from getting married. Oh, why is he
"It's you doing something that makes people look down on yourself!" Feng Ya took a deep breath and calmed down her emotions, "I don't want to waste time with you anymore. If you have anything to say in court."
Wang Zhen watched her drag the box out, and irritably pressed the cigarette out on the table.
He went to the bathroom and flushed his face with cold water, then came out and picked up the phone to send a message to Wei Sha: "Sa Sha, are you free to eat out at night?"
Wei Sha: No, my friend said Feng Jing is going to record today, we are going to have a look
What's so good about Feng Jing's recording
The anger that Wang Zhen had just poured out had a tendency to rise again. He thought for a while and called Wei Sha. It stands to reason that Wei Sha was playing on her mobile phone at the moment, but it took a while before she picked up the call: "I can't go anymore."
Wei Sha's tone sounds very impatient, but Wang Zhen doesn't mind, because she uses this tone most of the time to him.
He calmly told Wei Sha that he had received the news: "I heard that Feng Jing is getting married."
"Really?" Wei Sha's tone sounded very surprised, "and her girlfriend? Are they two for real?"
"Well, I heard that Feng Jing has been preparing for the wedding for a while."
"Fuck, I really can't figure out Fengjing's taste. I thought he would marry a lady, tut. Feng's family would let his little girlfriend come in?"
Wang Zhen laughed: "Why not let it, she was so diligent when Feng Jing was in the hospital, and she bought all the hearts of Feng's family before long."
"Oh, it's quite scheming. I thought Feng Jing was clever, but that was the result." Is this the legendary straight man blind? Weisha paused, and then said, "But the Feng family doesn't have much opinion. Didn't you also let you in?"
Wang Zhen's face changed abruptly, and finally he did not burst out.
"I just hung up if nothing else." After Wei Sha finished speaking, she hung up the phone without hesitation. Wang Zhen was holding the phone in his hand, and his fingertips were slightly white because of too much force.
To be honest, he regrets a little bit now. It was Wei Sha who approached him on the initiative. After being teased by her a few times, he started to carry out what they called "cooperation" with the Wei family regardless, thinking that he could earn both man and money. Unexpectedly, the Wei family is not a good thing. He has received a lot of news about the closure of the family. Now that he has offended the closure, they are planning to leave.
How can there be such a good thing in the world!
Now that the Feng family has completely torn his face with him, the Wei family is his last hope. They want to get rid of him, how can it be so easy
He irritably checked his mobile phone contacts for a while, and asked a few friends to go out for a drink.
Feng Jing is indeed going to record today, which is the dubbing of the cartoon that Qin Fan arranged for him. He has no experience in dubbing, but at any rate, he is also from a class and made his debut in a drama. His line skills are not worse than that of a professional dubbing actor. He quickly found the sense of the role, and the recording has been going smoothly.
And he discovered that the director said that the image of the male protagonist was a reference to him, not a compliment, it was really a little bit like.
The dubbing took only over an hour in total, and the director was very satisfied with his performance. After Feng Jing was matched, he also felt that this was a very good animation, and Qin Fan had always been very accurate in picking films.
After work, he directly asked Michelle to send himself to Pillow Water Village. Today, he made an appointment with Jiang Ran's parents for dinner. After getting in the car, he confirmed again that the gifts to Jiang Ran's parents were all right, and then took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Jiang Ran: "It's over on my side, now it's over with you."
Jiang Ran: Okay, my parents have arrived
Jiang Ran: My dad still wore a suit today hahahahahahaha, he laughed at me
Feng Jing:...
Feng Jing: I'm even more nervous when you say that...
Jiang Ran: It's okay, your suit must be more expensive than his
Feng Jing:...
When Michelle parked the car downstairs at Jiang Ran's house, Feng Jing looked very solemn. He opened the door of the car with a gift and walked down. Michelle looked at his stiff body and pressed the window to cheer him up: "Feng Zong, come on! Don't stage fright! Just play like you auditioned!"
Feng Jing: "..."
He adjusted his breath to make his facial expression look more natural. An old grandmother led an elderly dog and walked slowly past him.
"This young man is so handsome."
This is a vicissitudes of old age, but... Feng Jing is sure that the old grandma has not spoken just now.
"Just as handsome as our old Huang when he was young. Oh, the boy is staring at me."
Feng Jing staring at the dog: "..."
He watched the dog being led away by the grandmother, and there was another storm in his heart.
Is he already nervous enough to have hallucinations
Since he woke up, he felt that the experience of being able to understand a dog's speech was like a dream. And he obviously couldn't understand what Erhuang said, why...
"President Feng, don't stage fright! Go!" Michelle thought Feng Jing was still nervous, and cheered him even more discriminatory.
Feng Jing: "..."
He stabilized his mind and entered the tall building in front of him.
As soon as he walked to the door of Jiang Ran's house, he heard Erhuang's cry-yes, that's right, it was a cry, not a speech. After cutting his hair, the door was opened. Jiang Ran stood in the door and smiled at him.
"Is Feng Jing here?" Jiang Ran's mother walked over like flying trot, her eyes lit up when she saw Feng Jing standing outside the door.
Feng Jing stood upright and bowed to her: "Hello, Auntie."
"Hello, hello, come in quickly." Jiang Ran's mother greeted him warmly, and asked him if he was cold on the road. Feng Jing was a little cautious. After he followed Jiang Ran's mother into the house, he saw Jiang Ran's father who was more cautious than him.
"Ahem." Jiang Ran's father coughed pretentiously and got up from the sofa.
"Hello, uncle, this is Feng Jing." Feng Jing handed out the bag in his hand, "This is a gift for you, be careful, I hope you don't dislike it."
"Yeah, good." Jiang Ran's father still served him well.
Jiang Ran's mother rolled her eyes and said, "Xiaofeng, let's sit and say."
She moved the cushions on the sofa to one side so that everyone could sit down. But when a cushion was picked up, a... condom appeared underneath.
"Jiang Ran..." she asked a little dauntingly, "Why do you still put a condom under the sofa?"
Jiang Ran: "..."
Feng Jing: "..."
It can’t be said that once they just took out a few more for convenience, and put them under the sofa and pillows...
"Ah, this is not what we use! It's a new item that arrived before, you know that Zhao Ke and I are doing shopping!" Jiang Ran responded quickly and made remedial actions witty.
Jiang Ran's mother still looked at her strangely: "Then why did you open it?"
"Because... I have to take pictures for customers to see."
Feng Jing already applauded Jiang Ran in his heart.
Their dyeing is really great!
"Is that right?"
"Of course!" Jiang Ran nodded firmly.
"Let's do it." Jiang Ran's mother put the condom into her hand, "Then you pack it up and don't leave it everywhere. If this is seen by others, you may think about it."
"Don't worry, I usually come here with Yan Huanhuan." Jiang Ran took the things her mother gave her and quickly went to the warehouse.
When Feng Jing was reviewed by Jiang Ran's parents here, Wang Zhen was still drinking with his friends.
Because he was in a bad mood, Wang Zhen quickly got a little bit of a drink.
"Brother Wang, I recently heard some news about Feng Jing. Are you interested?"
Wang Zhen said, "Why, even you guys are Feng Jing fans?"
"How can we, don't we know you hate it, so we just pay more attention, if you don't want to listen, let's not talk about him! Come on, continue to drink!"
Wang Zhen touched the glass with him and poured the wine into the glass in one breath.
"Huh-so cool!"
Wang Zhen laughed and turned his head to look at him: "What do you think of him?"
The man heard him ask, approached him, lowered his voice and said: "It is the two paparazzi who have the idea. They have had this idea for a while, but they haven't shot it. Maybe they want to find a good time and buy a good price."
"Huh, Dexing." Wang Zhen asked people to fill up his wine and asked people around him, "Is there any contact information?"