"You'd better think about yourself first." Feng Ling didn't wait for Ji Nuan to finish her words, interrupted her, turned around and left.
Ji Nuan: "..."
Feng Ling had just walked out of the door, and Xiaoba had just come back. As soon as he saw Feng Ling, he knew that she must have just tortured Ji Nuan in the fitness room.
Xiaoba was particularly afraid that one day he would be upset by Feng Ling, so he was dragged into Ji Nuan's fitness room to exercise, and immediately grinned at her with a frightened look on his face: "Hey, goddess, are you going home now? No. Stay for a meal?"
Xiaoba is Ji Nuan's career fan, and Ji Nuan is also Xiaoba's life aspiration, but Feng Ling has always been Xiaoba's goddess, the kind of goddess that she said is the most elusive and powerful person. .
Feng Ling glanced at her lightly: "It's okay to stay and eat. It's okay to stay and teach you a set of boxing."
Xiaoba: "..." He immediately made a gesture of invitation: "Please go home!"
Feng Ling laughed, but a smile did appear in her eyes. She liked the way she got along with Ji Nuan and Xiaoba very much. She was very relaxed and could be herself casually without being too restrained.
After leaving Ji Nuan's residence, Feng Ling did not go home directly. She just took a call from Mr. Senter and asked her to come over and get some documents.
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Mr. Senter's private villa.
As soon as Feng Ling arrived, she saw a limited-edition blue Bugatti parked in the villa. She didn't remember that Mr. Senter had this car in his garage. Could it be a new car
But this car is completely different from Mr. Senter's usual steady and shrewd personality. It looks like it is driven by a younger person.
Feng Ling only took one look and walked straight in. When she entered the door, she saw two cups of coffee on the coffee table in the villa. She didn't usually drink coffee, so the coffee was obviously not for her.
It seems there are other guests.
"Miss Feng, you are here." Fei Yong came over and said, "Mr. Senter and Mr. Ain are chatting in the study. They will come out in a moment. Please wait a moment."
Feng Ling nodded.
Ain is the vice president of the International Bank of London that Ji Nuan mentioned. He is a mixed-race Chinese and English man. He seems to be around thirty-two or thirty-two years old. She doesn't know much about him. She only remembers that she heard Mr. Senter mention this person. The younger brother, not really a biological brother, seems to be the younger brother of a cousin. After all, Mr. Senter is of pure British descent, but Ain is half Chinese.
Therefore, when it comes to Chinese, Mr. Ain speaks more fluently than Mr. Center, and it is easier to communicate.
Feng Ling really didn't have much contact with Mr. Senter's younger brother. The only time he met him once or twice was because of the relationship between Ji Nuan and Mr. Senter. When they talked about things together, he sat aside. Listening and learning at the same time, she is now in a state of observation and learning, and she has to follow Ji Nuan a lot. But fortunately, Ji Nuan is here. All business-related matters are told to her without any concealment, and all communication with businessmen is He would patiently explain the method to her in detail, so Feng Ling has indeed made great progress now. He can already negotiate contracts and meet clients alone, and he can also successfully make a lot of money based on his own judgment.
The Filipino maid went to pour Feng Ling a glass of apple juice. After Feng Ling thanked her, she stood in front of the window in the living room, holding the apple juice while looking out the window at the garden scenery in the front yard of the villa.
Mr. Senter's front and back yards are beautifully decorated, mostly with green plants, and the air is good and fresh.
After waiting for less than ten minutes, Feng Ling heard the sound of someone laughing and talking behind her. Then she heard the sound of people coming down the stairs getting closer. She turned around and saw Mr. Senter and Mr. Iron laughing. Then walked down.
"Here?" Mr. Senter saw Feng Ling and waved to her directly: "Come here, I printed out the few pages of documents I mentioned last time. You can take them back, sort them out, and take a good look."
Feng Ling walked over and took a stack of documents, which were all in English and she could understand them. After all, she grew up in the United States. She nodded: "Okay, except for these typical business war cases. , are there any other financial cases that I need to see?"
"Read these first, then write me a summary later."
"..." Feng Ling's expression froze for a moment, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Want to write a summary?"
"Otherwise, why do you think I'm letting you see this?" Mr. Senter smiled: "Your grandfather gave you to me to teach you how to be a shrewd businessman. You have zero foundation and jumped from one industry to the next. When you enter this industry, what you should absorb is not what you read in books, but all the experiences you have learned. You have seen and heard a lot in the UK in the past six months. Now it is time to work on these cases and let You write a summary to see how much you have absorbed. You don’t need to write too detailed, just write what you want to express.”
Feng Ling: "...Okay, I understand."
She put those documents into the document bag she brought with her and put them away carefully.
Ain stood aside without saying anything, but he didn't leave either. He just looked at Feng Ling for a while.
Mr. Senter usually didn't talk much, and he wasn't someone who was too lazy. After explaining, he asked Feng Ling to go back. However, as he was talking, he felt that his brother's eyes seemed to be staring at her, so he turned around. Glancing at him: "What? Are you interested in my students?"
A trace of a very scrutinizing smile appeared on Ain's clear, profound and handsome face of mixed Chinese and English descent: "I'm just very curious about this Miss Feng. She is obviously a very beautiful lady, but why does she always have a straight face all day long? She seems to have a bad temper, and the first two encounters by chance were not very pleasant, but I really have a deep impression of her."
Feng Ling responded calmly: "I'm sorry, I have been like this since I was a child, and I didn't mean to offend anyone. If I accidentally offend Mr. Ain, please consider that Mr. Senter is my mentor. Don’t argue with me.”
"Hahahaha." Ain laughed directly: "No, no, Miss Feng, you don't have to be so polite. You didn't offend me."
Mr. Senter stood aside and raised his eyebrows, giving Ain a meaningful look. Ain also gave him a look, which meant that he was indeed interested in his student.
Mr. Senter sneered in a very disrespectful manner: "This female student of mine is not that easy to conquer, so please be careful."
The conversation between the two men was too direct. It wasn't like Feng Ling couldn't understand. She didn't speak or participate in the topic. She just took the document and left with a calm and indifferent expression: "I'm going back first."
"Shall I ask someone to take you there?" Mr. Senter said.
After saying that, he glanced at Ain. Of course, the person he wanted to call was his younger brother. He always had to have some sense of the beauty of adulthood.
"No, I drove here by myself." Feng Ling didn't look back.