In the underground parking lot of Tenglong Building, Yang Wenbin, the HR manager of Tenglong Group's Asia-Pacific headquarters, was leaning on the expensive Mercedes-Benz SL sports car. His posture was very chic, very artificial, and full of pretentiousness. He stared at the distance with extremely contemptuous eyes.

Guo Feiyu, a disdainful sneer slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Guo Feiyu was riding a mountain bike with one leg supporting his body. He looked at Yang Wenbin with a smile and the silver-white sports car behind Yang Wenbin. Mercedes-Benz sports cars are good. Yang Wenbin’s Mercedes-Benz SL500 cost more than 1.5 million yuan.

Compared with ordinary cars, sports cars can be considered expensive brand-name sports cars, but such a car cannot catch Guo Feiyu's eyes.

When Yang Wenbin saw Guo Feiyu staring at his car, he felt even more proud. The image of the Mercedes-Benz sports car instantly became much taller in his mind. His chin involuntarily lifted up again, and both eyes were about to face the direction.

He touched the ceiling of the underground parking lot, and the rich man's sense of superiority arose spontaneously.

Guo Feiyu curled his lips and tapped his foot lightly on the ground. The mountain bike moved forward a few meters, and the distance between it and the Mercedes-Benz was also a few meters closer. "Manager Yang, your car is very good... quite good... I envy you. I

I have loved sports cars since I was a child, when will I be able to own such a car?"

"Haha... you, even if you sit in my current position in Tamron, you can't own such a sports car. Besides, you can't climb to this position with your ability. Owning such a sports car can only be yours in this life.

A dream. People should live a more realistic life, and pursuing things that are impossible to obtain will be very tiring." The disdainful expression on Yang Wenbin's face became more and more intense as he spoke.

Guo Feiyu nodded and smiled, looked at his mountain bike, reached out and touched the cheap suit on his body, feeling very good about himself, "Manager Yang, you are right, I will never buy this Mercedes-Benz sports car in my life. For Yang

The manager's current position... is indeed impossible for me to climb up to. After listening to Manager Yang's words today, I became enlightened, enlightened."

After speaking, Guo Feiyu raised his hand and looked at his watch. The watch on his wrist was the one he exchanged with Situ Lingfeng, "It's almost time for Manager Yang to go to work, so I'll excuse you. I must listen to Manager Yang's wise words more often when you have time.

You will definitely benefit a lot.”

Yang Wenbin looked at the watch on Guo Feiyu's wrist, curled his lips and said: "Today's fake brands are more authentic than the real ones. The fact that fakes are rampant in our country has a lot to do with the quality of certain people."

"Haha, yes, that's what Manager Yang said. Manager Yang, I'll go ahead and see you later." Guo Feiyu looked at the watch on his wrist and smiled. The watch given to Situ Lingfeng by a prince in Europe was actually regarded as a fake. He didn't want to

He couldn't even laugh. With a deep smile on his face, Guo Feiyu leaned his car in the corner.

In Country Z, Yang Wenbin is the only one who can treat things sent by Situ Lingfeng as fakes. He thinks that he has reached this level, which is really hard for ordinary people to compare to. Such people will either become the laughingstock of everyone or be secretly sent out.

Countless bricks were knocked down.

"I don't think Tenglong Group is suitable for you. You'd better not waste your precious time here." Yang Wenbin's voice came from behind Guo Feiyu.

Guo Feiyu turned around, smiled slightly, said nothing, and continued walking towards the elevator. At this time, he was wondering how capable Yang Wenbin was and why he could sit in the position of HR manager.

The proud Yang Wenbin waited for Guo Feiyu's figure to disappear from sight, turned to look at his car, stretched out his hand and patted the roof of the car gently, and said to himself: "You have made me look good today, I will take you with me tomorrow

Go for beauty treatments to make your radiance shine brighter and shine to death all those little people who don’t know the heights of heaven and earth and are self-righteous.”

"Wenbin, what are you thinking about? Why is he giggling all by himself?" A modern girl in fashionable clothes came out of a red BMW and saw Yang Wenbin giggling non-stop and couldn't help but ask.

"Oh...oh...it's nothing, Zhao Yan, I didn't see you coming, I'm sorry." Yang Wenbin's proud expression disappeared immediately, and a flattering smile quickly spread on his face. Yang Wenbin and Zhao Yan chatted and laughed side by side.

And go.

"My dad said that there seems to be a special person coming to the company for inspection recently. He asked me to keep a low profile. He also asked me to wear those ugly work clothes. I felt really depressed. He is not a special person and he is not a national leader." Zhao Yan

He complained as he walked, looking unhappy.

"My dad also said that he also asked me to keep a low profile. It seems that we are two people with the same fate. But we still have to pay attention. The people that your dad and my dad are worried about must not be mortals." Yang Wenbin said with a smile. The two of them said.

As he spoke, he walked into the elevator, still arrogant in front of other Tamron employees.

Guo Feiyu took the elevator to the fifty-second floor and walked into the office area of ​​the planning department. He was carrying his bag in one hand and a charming smile on his handsome cheeks. He greeted his colleagues and felt very good. He came to his

position, put the bag in the cabinet, and prepare to relax first before starting his trivial work.

Li Hong, who was sitting next to him, glanced at Guo Feiyu secretly, bit his lip gently and placed a plastic bag on the table in front of Guo Feiyu.

Guo Feiyu was a little confused when he looked at the plastic bag in front of him. He turned around and asked in confusion: "Sister Li... what is this? A gift for me?"

A faint blush appeared on Li Hong's face. She didn't dare to look at Guo Feiyu. She just stared at the plastic bag and whispered: "Guo Feiyu, that's one...breakfast...I bought an extra one when I bought breakfast."

...When I see you here...just think of it as me inviting you to breakfast."

Li Hong struggled to say a sentence, and after finishing the sentence, a fine sweat broke out on the tip of her nose. Guo Feiyu nodded with a smile and said thank you. He noticed something from Li Hong's strange expression and the "extra" breakfast in front of him.

The unusual meaning is that I can't directly refuse the girl's affection.

"Guo Feiyu, you didn't have breakfast? I bought one for you when I bought breakfast." A female manager in her thirties from the planning department appeared next to Guo Feiyu. She was also holding a plastic bag in her hand, which was fair and tender.

There was a charming smile on her smooth face, and her smile was very feminine.

"..." Guo Feiyu was stunned, his mind suddenly went blank, and he had an urge to faint. The white-collar workers in the office peeked at each other, each with surprised eyes, surprised and a little unbelievable at the same time, the lethality of the super handsome guy

I have to admire it.

"Thank you...Thank you, Manager Jiang..." Guo Feiyu slowly reached out and took the plastic bag handed to him by the female manager. He complained in his heart. Can he refuse the care and love of the leader? Of course he can't. He prayed in his heart not to do it again.

The third person appears, otherwise I don't have to eat dinner, I can just eat breakfast until the evening.

"Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold." The plump and charming female manager in professional attire smiled, glanced at Li Hong intentionally or unintentionally, warned her, and turned around to leave.

Under the gaze of everyone, Feiyu looked at the two breakfasts on the table with embarrassment. Whether to eat or not, and which portion to eat became the most difficult question for him. Li Hong straightened his body and faced the LCD monitor of the computer.

However, Guang kept looking at Guo Feiyu with expectation in his peripheral vision.

"Guo Feiyu...two breakfasts...you must not be able to eat...I will help you eliminate one." Meng Hua came to Guo Feiyu as he spoke, and reached out to hold the breakfast that Li Hong bought for Guo Feiyu.

Sitting next to Li Hong with a smile.

"You can just eat it... it will save him money." Li Hong looked sideways at Meng Hua sitting next to him with a sullen expression, and said lightly, and then started concentrating on his work.

Meng Hua ate the breakfast bought by Li Hong and secretly swore in his heart, "Li Hong, I will definitely touch you, and I will conquer you with true love."

Guo Feiyu leaned back and blinked at Meng Hua. He expressed his gratitude to Meng Hua in this special way, otherwise he, a dignified underworld emperor, would really be stumped by two breakfasts.

"Guo Feiyu, I'll give it to you when I buy breakfast..." Guo Feiyu was just about to eat breakfast when a sweet voice sounded in his ears, and a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead. This time he really fainted.

I cried out in my heart, "God... please stop torturing me with breakfast." Teng

In the underground parking lot of Long Building, Yang Wenbin, the HR manager of the Asia-Pacific headquarters of Tenglong Group, was leaning on the expensive Mercedes-Benz SL sports car. His posture was very chic, very artificial, and full of pretentiousness. He stared at the distance with extremely contemptuous eyes.

Guo Feiyu, a disdainful sneer slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Guo Feiyu was riding a mountain bike with one leg supporting his body. He looked at Yang Wenbin with a smile and the silver-white sports car behind Yang Wenbin. Mercedes-Benz sports cars are good. Yang Wenbin’s Mercedes-Benz SL500 cost more than 1.5 million yuan.

Compared with ordinary cars, sports cars can be considered expensive brand-name sports cars, but such a car cannot catch Guo Feiyu's eyes.

When Yang Wenbin saw Guo Feiyu staring at his car, he felt even more proud. The image of the Mercedes-Benz sports car instantly became much taller in his mind. His chin involuntarily lifted up again, and both eyes were about to face the direction.

He touched the ceiling of the underground parking lot, and the rich man's sense of superiority arose spontaneously.

Guo Feiyu curled his lips and tapped his foot lightly on the ground. The mountain bike moved forward a few meters, and the distance between it and the Mercedes-Benz was also a few meters closer. "Manager Yang, your car is very good... quite good... I envy you. I

I have loved sports cars since I was a child, when will I be able to own such a car?"

"Haha... you, even if you sit in my current position in Tamron, you can't own such a sports car. Besides, you can't climb to this position with your ability. Owning such a sports car can only be yours in this life.

A dream. People should live a more realistic life, and pursuing things that are impossible to obtain will be very tiring." The disdainful expression on Yang Wenbin's face became more and more intense as he spoke.

Guo Feiyu nodded and smiled, looked at his mountain bike, reached out and touched the cheap suit on his body, feeling very good about himself, "Manager Yang, you are right, I will never buy this Mercedes-Benz sports car in my life. For Yang

The manager's current position... is indeed impossible for me to climb up to. After listening to Manager Yang's words today, I became enlightened, enlightened."

After speaking, Guo Feiyu raised his hand and looked at his watch. The watch on his wrist was the one he exchanged with Situ Lingfeng, "It's almost time for Manager Yang to go to work, so I'll excuse you. I must listen to Manager Yang's wise words more often when you have time.

You will definitely benefit a lot.”

Yang Wenbin looked at the watch on Guo Feiyu's wrist, curled his lips and said: "Today's fake brands are more authentic than the real ones. The fact that fakes are rampant in our country has a lot to do with the quality of certain people."

"Haha, yes, that's what Manager Yang said. Manager Yang, I'll go ahead and see you later." Guo Feiyu looked at the watch on his wrist and smiled. The watch given to Situ Lingfeng by a prince in Europe was actually regarded as a fake. He didn't want to

He couldn't even laugh. With a deep smile on his face, Guo Feiyu leaned his car in the corner.

In Country Z, Yang Wenbin is the only one who can treat things sent by Situ Lingfeng as fakes. He thinks that he has reached this level, which is really hard for ordinary people to compare to. Such people will either become the laughingstock of everyone or be secretly sent out.

Countless bricks were knocked down.

"I don't think Tenglong Group is suitable for you. You'd better not waste your precious time here." Yang Wenbin's voice came from behind Guo Feiyu.

Guo Feiyu turned around, smiled slightly, said nothing, and continued walking towards the elevator. At this time, he was wondering how capable Yang Wenbin was and why he could sit in the position of HR manager.

The proud Yang Wenbin waited for Guo Feiyu's figure to disappear from sight, turned to look at his car, stretched out his hand and patted the roof of the car gently, and said to himself: "You have made me look good today, I will take you with me tomorrow

Go for beauty treatments to make your radiance shine brighter and shine to death all those little people who don’t know the heights of heaven and earth and are self-righteous.”

"Wenbin, what are you thinking about? Why is he giggling all by himself?" A modern girl in fashionable clothes came out of a red BMW and saw Yang Wenbin giggling non-stop and couldn't help but ask.

"Oh...oh...it's nothing, Zhao Yan, I didn't see you coming, I'm sorry." Yang Wenbin's proud expression disappeared immediately, and a flattering smile quickly spread on his face. Yang Wenbin and Zhao Yan chatted and laughed side by side.

And go.

"My dad said that there seems to be a special person coming to the company for inspection recently. He asked me to keep a low profile. He also asked me to wear those ugly work clothes. I felt really depressed. He is not a special person and he is not a national leader." Zhao Yan

He complained as he walked, looking unhappy.

"My dad also said that he also asked me to keep a low profile. It seems that we are two people with the same fate. But we still have to pay attention. The people that your dad and my dad are worried about must not be mortals." Yang Wenbin said with a smile. The two of them said.

As he spoke, he walked into the elevator, still arrogant in front of other Tamron employees.

Guo Feiyu took the elevator to the fifty-second floor and walked into the office area of ​​the planning department. He was carrying his bag in one hand and a charming smile on his handsome cheeks. He greeted his colleagues and felt very good. He came to his

position, put the bag in the cabinet, and prepare to relax first before starting his trivial work.

Li Hong, who was sitting next to him, glanced at Guo Feiyu secretly, bit his lip gently and placed a plastic bag on the table in front of Guo Feiyu.

Guo Feiyu was a little confused when he looked at the plastic bag in front of him. He turned around and asked in confusion: "Sister Li... what is this? A gift for me?"
To be continued...