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One, I feel it

 Zhao Yefei did something early in the morning that made his father dumbfounded.

Her father's name is Zhao Gang. He is sitting at the dining table and about to have breakfast. As usual, he will use his mobile phone to project the screen to watch the news while eating.

"Come on, dad, I'll show you something fun," Zhao Yefei entered the restaurant with a smile, flicked his long hair, and pointed his weird-looking mobile phone at the projector, and saw a ray of light.

The light green wall, "We have to make an appointment, we can only appreciate it without making any irresponsible remarks."

Zhao Gang put down the coffee in his hand and looked up at the wall. It didn't matter, and he almost spit out the coffee in his mouth.

"Who are you talking to?" Zhao Gang swallowed his coffee, looked at the picture on the wall, and asked curiously.

The picture that flashed on the wall was a group photo of Zhao Yefei and a young man. The two of them were in different poses and expressions, and they didn't look out of place at all. If they said they were a couple, no one would doubt it.

"Is that guy energetic?"

Zhao Gang nodded.

"Are you familiar with this person?"

This time Zhao Gang did not nod, but blurted out: "This, this is not your father or me!"

The "young man" in the photo is indeed Zhao Gang, but compared with the real person in front of him, he is obviously much younger and much better-looking. It can be said that he looks both similar and different to me. Even those who are familiar with him,

When I saw the photo, I wasn’t sure if it was him.

Zhao Gang has never taken photos with his daughter in those scenes, let alone those ridiculous poses.

"Where did this photo come from?" Zhao Gang asked his daughter.

Zhao Yefei said with a mischievous smile: "You can use photoshop express (a mobile photo editing software) on your mobile phone. Since you have reviewed this photo, you have given me the authorization, and I will send it to you today."

Spread these photos around the company."

"You used your father's photo to pretend to be..." Upon hearing this, Zhao Gang already knew what his daughter was going to do, "Ahem, thank you for thinking of it."

Zhao Yefei grabbed a piece of pancake and stuffed it into his mouth, and muttered: "What can I do? The boss is pressing hard, what should I do? The trouble you caused is now weak, I won't

What can I do if I do this? It really annoys me."

My daughter graduated from a prestigious overseas school. After returning to China, she applied for a job and successfully joined a well-known company.

Originally, he got the high-paying position based on his true ability, but in order to show off his connections to his daughter, Zhao Gang accidentally said, "Old Sun, the chairman of that company, is an old friend of mine."

Zhao Yefei was not happy when he heard this. He rolled his eyes and quickly recalled whether he had borrowed the help of his father when he applied for the job.

After much deliberation, she actually didn't. When she filled in her family information, she deliberately wrote her father's name "Zhao Gang" instead of "Zhao Gang". In the occupation column, she wrote "company employee" instead of "corporate senior executive".

"Management", not to mention "the legal representative of the enterprise".

A few days later, Zhao Gang met Chairman Sun at a banquet.

If Zhao Gang hadn't had a few more sips of wine, he would never have been able to say such words. Unfortunately, he did: "Old Sun, do you know, my daughter is in your company now, her name is Zhao Yefei, she was recruited not long ago.

Please take more care of me."

After he sobered up, he regretted it. He was speechless about his daughter's robbery: "I said, Dad, are you forcing me to leave this company or something? Today, Chairman Sun said to me in front of everyone,

I was with your dad last night, we are old friends. You can’t imagine how my friends looked at me after hearing what the boss said.”

After holding it in for a long time, Zhao just replied to his daughter: "Okay, okay, I won't say it again next time."

"Next time? Just say this time, the whole world will know about it. Where can there be a next time?"

Outside, in charge of thousands of troops and hundreds of millions of assets, Chairman Zhao Gang didn't have to be straight-faced. He just coughed lightly. Many people had to hold their breath and tense up. But at home, his precious daughter, who had been studying abroad for many years,

As long as he speaks in a slightly higher voice, he will immediately lose his temper.

It's like reducing one thing to another, let's make some tofu with brine.

"You know it, you know it. How can I eat you?" Zhao Gang mustered up a lot of courage to say these tough words.

"Everyone is fine, but Sun Dong has become a little weird since then." Zhao Yefei curled his lips and stuffed in another burrito.

It is this matter that worries Zhao Yefei right now.

She still blames her father, Zhao Gang, for telling Lao Sun the details about his daughter early, saying, "It's hard for girls to find a partner abroad, so it's better to go back to China to find a more stable life."

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Lao Sun happens to have a son who is about the same age as Zhao Yefei. Lao Sun is interested in it, and Xiao Sun is also interested.

But the problem is, Zhao Yefei is not interested.

These "group photos" she showed to her father were made by her using PS software on her mobile phone, intending to "accidentally" let her colleagues see them. The ultimate goal was to tell everyone that she, Zhao Yefei, "had male friends."

"People", and then let the news reach Boss Sun.

Why use her father's photo? This way, there is no worry about infringement of portrait rights. Zhao Yefei has stayed abroad for a long time and is extremely sensitive to this aspect. It can be said that no matter whose photo you use, it is better to use your own father.

Safety. What's more, after P is passed, it looks like but not like. This is the effect we want.

"That little grandson, are you really not going to consider it?" Zhao Gang asked his daughter who was about to leave, "At least our family and his family are well matched."

Zhao Yefei stopped: "Dad, if you are joking, I won't say anything. If you take it seriously, then I have to reply to you. What does it mean to be a good match? What age are you talking about?

What a thing? Are your ideas outdated? Think about those days, if my mother was a good match, would you be able to marry her?"

Zhao Yefei's reputation for being "picky" gradually spread, and it spread more and more widely. After all, her personal conditions are so good, and it is normal for her to be picky.

But as the days passed and time passed, Zhao Gang also felt that this was a problem.

"Then what can I do?" Zhao Yefei tossed his hair as soon as his father asked her a personal question, looking nonchalant, "It depends on fate. If there is no fate, there will be no feeling. I can't force myself.

Right?"

At first, Zhao Gang would ask his daughter from time to time, "Have you been feeling anything lately?" But as time went by, he didn't bother to ask anymore.

But no matter what, this is a worry for him.

As an international student, Zhao Yefei was no longer young when he returned to China. After working, a month passed in the blink of an eye, and a year passed in the blink of an eye. Time passed extremely fast.

On this day, Zhao Gang asked his daughter again after having a ride or not: "Have you been feeling anything lately?"
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