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Chapter 31 Not only can I add and subtract, I can also multiply and divide

"Feng Yan Feng Yan!"

Ye Lai was stunned when she squeezed into the office holding the account book. She leaned back and faced the person she was taking a selfie with.

She looked at Feng Yan suspiciously, "...is the human Gao Xiaosong here?"

Feng Wan, who was taking a selfie: "..."

Feng Yan, who was smoking, suppressed the smile on his lips.

Feng Yuan turned around suddenly, his eyes filled with fire: "What did you just say?"

When he saw Feng Wan's face, Ye Lai was stunned: "Uh..."

Thinking that this is Feng Yan's sister, she must not make her angry.

Ye Lai said: "I, I... I mean your new hairstyle is great, it's the same as Gao Xiaosong's!"

"Really, Feng Yan?"

Feng Yan turned his head and coughed.

Feng Wan was furious when he heard her words. He already felt a little bad because of his new hairstyle, so he tied his hair up right now.

Feng Yuan said angrily: "You don't look like Gao Xiaosong now!"

Ye Lai quickly approached Feng Yan, sat down on his lap, and nodded in agreement: "Yeah! It doesn't look the same anymore, it doesn't look the same anymore, it looks like Liu Huan now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of low laughter in the office.

Ye Lai turned back and looked at Feng Yan: "Why are you laughing?"

"Brother!!!!" Feng Yuan stamped his feet wildly, his face red with anger.

A pair of hands suddenly hugged Ye Lai's waist. He lowered his head slightly, and his laughter was shallow, but he was indeed laughing.

It wasn't until Feng Wan was angry that he raised his head and returned to his usual half-smiling smile: "Why are you back?"

Ye Lai put the account book on the table, "I want to see you, why aren't you getting off work yet... I'm already hungry..."

"Are you hungry again?" Feng Yan glanced at her stomach.

I really doubt that the inside is not a stomach, but an infinite memory.

Feng Yan raised his wrist.

Less than five o'clock.

He tapped her ledger and said, "Finish your work."

Ye Lai lowered her face and said, "Oh."

Opening the account book, there are densely packed tables inside, and the numbers in them are even more dizzying.

But Ye Lai just glanced at it casually. She could determine whether it was right or wrong within three seconds. If the calculation was wrong, she could write the correct number immediately.

This speed is comparable to that of a computer.

"Do you only know how to add and subtract?" Feng Yan asked.

Ye Lai replied seriously: "I can also multiply and divide."

Feng Yan: "...I mean, apart from the basic ones, such as trigonometric functions, are there derivatives?"

"Are you going to test me?" Ye Lai blinked, "Are there any rewards for getting the answers right? For example... say you love me or something."

Feng Yan decisively pushed her away and stood up, very ruthlessly: "Is it over? It's over and I'll get off work."

Ye Lai gritted his teeth, poked at the account book with a pen, and left a line - Stingy Feng Yan.

After finishing it, Ye Lai stood up suddenly and walked around Feng Yan without even looking at Feng Yan.

Feng Yan leaned against the door frame of the office, his eyes drifted to her, and he raised an eyebrow.

Take the elevator, enter the parking lot, get on the car, and then go all the way back to Fengyan's private villa.

Ye Lai didn't say a word the whole time, and even her usual habit of being beside him as soon as she got in the car was gone now.

After entering the door, Ye Lai was like a lonely ghost. He didn't know where the bedroom was. Anyway, he opened a door on the first floor and went in without looking back.

Feng Yan stood at the door, staring at the door coldly, and tugged on his tie irritably.

Losing his temper?

She is such a loser like Jiang Xiaomao, why is she so angry?

"Buzz——"

The phone in the palm of my hand is ringing.

He answered the question while lighting a cigarette: "What are you doing?"

"Are you about to get off work? Come and have a drink?" Chen Dongsheng greeted on the phone, "Take Ye Lai Sailor Moon with you."

"Yes, yes! Bring Xiao Yelai too!" Xiao Qian over there also shouted.

Feng Yan stared at the door, "Where are you?"

They reported their location, and Feng Yan stood at the door waiting for about two minutes, but there was no movement inside the door.

"boom--"

The door was slammed shut.

There's a cold war.

-

Drug number one.

The name of this cocktail party is particularly strange, but the furnishings inside are not ordinary. Even the second generation of rich people would not dare to fight here, and they would easily not be able to afford the compensation.

When the tall and stalwart figure walked in, Chen Dongsheng and others were stunned.

Looking at each other.

Boss Feng, is he in a bad mood?

The human spirit Chen Dongsheng never mentioned anything else, only said: "Come, come, come, drink, drink, drink!"

In the past, I drank my own Feng Yan by myself, but it was rare that I clinked glasses with them and drank it all in one gulp.

He didn't say a word, and his face wasn't that ugly, but it was obvious that he wasn't very happy.

Chen Dongsheng coughed and called the manager here, "Are there any beautiful girls who want to invite us for a drink? Don't you see that Boss Feng is unhappy?"

"Okay, okay! Yes, yes, yes!" The manager dared not be negligent, since everyone here was a gentleman.

About five minutes later, a beautiful girl from Yishui came in and sat around them, chatting, laughing and drinking with them.

The one sitting next to Feng Yan is more elegant, has a shy personality, speaks in a soft voice, and looks easy to bully.

Feng Yan glanced at her, "What kind of perfume does it smell like?"

The woman smiled and said: "Polish perfume, new one, does it smell good?"

He held the wine glass with his slender fingers and drank it all in one gulp, while his eyes remained on the face of the woman next to him.

I don't know why, but looking at her, Feng Yan couldn't help but think of Ye Lai.

He thought that if Ye Lai heard this question, her brain circuit would definitely ask seriously: "Is your nose not working well?"

"Hmm, it smells good."

Feng Yan has grown up among women since he was a child. He is easy to flirt with and has little trouble with women.

But only he himself knows how much he hates those women who talk sweet words.

Moreover, the more beautiful it is, the more he wants to destroy it.

"Get out." Feng Yan pulled off his tie.

When Chen Dongsheng saw this, he immediately called the manager: "Change again!"

In the end, the manager directly called all the girls at the reception and waited for the man to personally choose the ones he liked.

Feng Yan leaned on the sofa, holding a cigarette between his fingers, his brows furrowed all the time, and his eyes scanned it from beginning to end.

Finally, pointing to the one in the second row: "She."

Chen Dongsheng, Xiao Qian and others on the side had strange eyes.

The girl pointed out by Feng Yan didn't expect that she would be chosen, and she was frightened when she stayed.

Tan Zifeng over there smiled and muttered: "Boss Feng has changed his taste and only likes ugly people?"

That girl can't be said to be ugly, but compared to the others, she is indeed much worse. She can't even be called good-looking. At most, she has decent facial features and an unattractive appearance.

-

at home.

Ye Lai slept in bed for several hours and was finally woken up by a phone call.

"Hello?"

"Xiao Yelai? I just heard that you arrived here. I'm at the reception. Come and have fun?"

"Ding dong——"

Ye Lai heard the doorbell, got up and went out to open the door, and then said to the person on the phone: "What are you going to do at the cocktail party?"

"Duck." The man laughed.

"Duck?" Ye Lai was stunned, "I have some here too, do you want to take them over? Where are you?"


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