"What the girl brewed must be good tea. Uncle must be used to it." He sat down and took a sip of tea.
"Uncle Feng, as long as you like it," Gu Yin folded his hands on his lap with a gentle look on his face, "Uncle Feng, can you tell me more about my uncle now?"
"No rush, no rush." Feng Cheng smiled and said with squinted eyes, "I asked you to come this time. Uncle actually has other things he wants to talk to you about."
"Private matter? Public matter?"
Gu Yin looked at his fingertips. The slender and soft fingers looked like works of art, provided there were no calluses.
"Of course it's a private matter," Feng Cheng followed Gu Yin's eyes and glanced at the thin white fingers, sighing with disdain in his heart. She is a girl after all, and she always pays attention to appearance. "Uncle has also thought about this.
It's been a long time, so I just took this opportunity to talk to you."
"Oh?" Gu Yin raised his voice and moved his eyes from his fingers to the four big men behind Feng Cheng.
"Private matters?" Gu Yin picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said, "Since it is a secret matter, shouldn't uncle... the idle people go out? I don't know if his subordinates are so blind now. If uncle
If you are not satisfied with the use, I will go to Qingxing to transfer a few more for you."
Feng Cheng twitched the corners of his lips with a smile, "These are easy to use, so there is no need to change them."
"Since Uncle Feng likes it, then forget it.," Gu Yin lowered her head and laughed, her slightly long hair covering her expression, making it difficult for people to see clearly, and they could only listen to her low voice.
He said in a dumb voice with an air of air-conditioning, "If it were me, I would definitely beat these ignorant people to death."
Several people following Feng Cheng trembled.
Feng Cheng frowned. Saying these words in front of his subordinates was obviously bad luck for him.
Holding back his temper and waving his hand, Feng Cheng motioned for his men to get down.
The four men nodded, looked at each other, walked out, and closed the door for the two people inside.
The entire small box instantly formed a closed environment.
Gu Yin was still sipping his tea, looking calm and unhurried.
After taking two sips of tea, he said leisurely, "What personal matter does Uncle Feng want to tell me?"
Twitching the corners of his lips, Feng Cheng said, "Actually, it's none other than Qing Xing's business."
"Oh," he responded in a purely cooperative manner. Gu Yin tilted his head and had no further plans.
Feng Cheng originally wanted to wait for her to take the initiative to ask. Who would have thought that Gu Yin would just respond and stop, with no intention of answering the question.
Frowning impatiently, Feng Cheng signaled again, "What I'm referring to is the manpower mobilization in Qingxing."
"Well," is still the sound of one word, somewhere between "you go on," and "I'm listening."
But no matter which one, Gu Yin had no intention of speaking. She stood in the position of a listener.
Feng Cheng's patience was limited, so he signaled twice, but Gu Yin still had no intention of speaking, so he couldn't help but elaborate further, "Don't you think Qingxing's current manpower should be adjusted?"
"What kind of adjustment is Uncle Feng referring to?" Gu Yin threw the question to him, looking like he was willing to listen.
Feng Cheng was annoyed by the repeated words that never reached the essence. He sighed heavily and said, "Little girl, your attitude is wrong."
"Oh?" A single voice was thrown out by Yuan Wenqi.
Feng Cheng frowned, "That is related to the foundation of Qingxing. As a leader now, you naturally have to look like a leader. What did you look like just now? Was it too perfunctory!"