Chapter 387： Don't bully honest people 20 ┃ Fengming's inner demon

For Feng Ming, the fact that Mr. Great Secret had to leave himself and go to work with others was indeed a big event.

He discussed it with his lawyer all night last night, and spent the rest of the night writing drafts.

However, facing Mr. Great Secret's quiet and beautiful face, he didn't know how to speak.

When he was racking his brains thinking about how to bring up the topic in a tactful and humorous way, Zhuang Li chuckled and threw a bomb: "Mr. Feng, I met with Miss Feng Er last night. She wanted to Let me jump to her company, and the annual salary is two million."

Feng Ming: "..."

Densely written thousands of words of draft, all of which were forgotten by him at this time. He couldn't remember anything, he could only clench his fists hard and said in a hoarse voice, "What do you think?"

What do you think? Are you ready to leave me? Did you say goodbye suddenly at my celebration banquet because you received an invitation from Feng's second child? Is she more important than me?

At this moment, Feng Ming's heart was bleeding.

Zhuang Li seemed to be able to read minds, and said in a very calm tone: "Last night, I left the banquet midway because Shu Bi had a minor or minor accident, and I have to help her clean up the mess. I'll call you to report the meeting. Son, I just sent Shubi back to the orphanage, and then at the gate of the community, I was blocked by Miss Feng Er. If it weren't for a very serious accident, I would never miss your moment of glory."

Feng Ming's bleeding heart was instantly healed.

He was very sad to find that Mr. Great Secret could completely control his emotions with just a few words.

But he was powerless to struggle.

"So it is." He said hoarsely, "So, what do you think?"

Zhuang Li lowered his eyes and pondered.

Feng Ming's heart also sank to the bottom. Without waiting for the other party to speak, he preemptively said, "I'll give you an annual salary of 3 million!"

Zhuang Li looked up at him, and there was no wavering on his face.

Feng Ming immediately increased the price: "Four million!"

Zhuang Li raised the corners of his lips.

Feng Ming is still increasing the price: "Five million!"

Zhuang Li raised his eyebrows.

Feng Ming gritted his teeth, opened the drawer, and his voice was embarrassed and panting: "I originally wanted to wait until I got off work to take it out to give you a surprise. But I found that I don't seem to have anything better than it. Chips can keep you."

He opened the document and said in a hoarse voice, "I will give you 25% of the shares in my hand for free. From today onwards, you are also the owner of this company, so please stay and run this company with me. company, okay?"

He raised his head and looked directly at Mr. Secret who was sitting opposite him, with anticipation and fear hidden in his trembling eyes.

The person nodding or shaking his head determines whether he falls into **** or flies into heaven.

He was so nervous that he held his breath.

Zhuang Li took off his glasses and wiped them slowly, his soft voice full of sighs: "President Feng, you seem to have misunderstood something. For me, money is not important, nor is shares important. I want to leave, but these things are not left at all. Don't stay with me."

Feng Ming's heart suddenly split open, blood spurted instantly, and the pain hit like a tide.

At this moment, he was so weak that his face was pale.

Zhuang Li was still wiping the lenses with a fine velvet cloth. He never raised his head to look at him. He spoke very slowly: "Similarly, if I want to stay, no one's money offensive can impress me."

He put on his glasses and stared at the opposite side intently, with a hint of a smile in his voice: "Mr. Feng, I'm not surprised, for me, my inner feelings are the most important thing. Being by your side makes me feel very relaxed and very comfortable. Pleasure, the tacit understanding between us is unmatched by anyone."

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled softly: "You have given me the one thing I need most, which is a sense of belonging. You respect me, understand me, and support me unconditionally. Apart from you, there is probably no other person in the world. The two treated me like this. So, I have agreed with you. Even if there is no salary increase and no shares, I will not leave."

He went around the desk, leaned down, and helped Feng Ming, who was completely sluggish, button up, fasten his tie, and whisper, "So, you don't have to worry at all, I will always stay by your side."

He retracted his fingertips and stepped back to leave.

Feng Ming, who finally woke up from these sweet words, suddenly stretched out his hand and embraced him.

Unprepared, Zhuang Li threw himself into his broad chest and was tightly wrapped around his shoulders.

No one knew what a thrilling three minutes Feng Ming had spent. From **** to heaven, from despair to ecstasy, he experienced the worst feelings and happiest experiences in the world.

He has not been able to recover until now. Apart from hugging Mr. Big Secret fiercely and making sure that he still owns this person, he can't do anything else at all.

Feeling his trembling, Zhuang Li did not struggle, but lightly patted his back and murmured, "Okay, okay, this matter is over, let's not mention it again, okay? We are the best Partner, no one can break up."

"Yeah." Feng Ming replied in a hoarse voice, and then hid his warm eyes in Mr. Secret's neck.

How can there be such a lovely person in the world? He really really wants to be monopolized!

Thinking of this, a ray of darkness flashed in Feng Ming's eyes, but it quickly dissipated.

He used all his strength to let himself let go of Mr. Secret, and ordered: "These shares are what you deserve, you must take them. I have asked the lawyer to draw up the contract, you have signed it, and the rest of the formalities I'll do it."

Zhuang Li picked up the contract and looked at it, pondering: "If I don't accept it, you can't rest assured, right?"

"Yes. This is the best sense of belonging I can give you. This company also has your share. You are the boss. I see who can poach you." Feng Ming said through gritted teeth.

Thinking of Feng Er, he still hates it!

Zhuang Li put his head aside and smirked, then picked up the pen and signed his name neatly.

"Then I will be disrespectful. Thank you for your generosity." He stretched out a hand and said earnestly, "Mr. Feng, I will not disappoint your expectations. We will surely create brilliance."

Feng Ming doesn't care whether Hui is brilliant or not. He only knows that when he becomes a shareholder of the company, Mr. Secret will not leave him again unless the company goes bankrupt.

Thinking of this, Feng Ming's relaxed body immediately became tense. He shook the hand of Mr. Great Secret, his face full of perseverance.

It seems that it is not good to work well! If this company fails, he will lose the most important thing.

"Okay, let's work!" He let go of Mr. Great Secretary's hand and took out the documents that Sun Special Assistant just sent to read carefully.

Looking at his extremely serious face, Zhuang Li almost couldn't help laughing.

Don't give a little stimulation, this stupid big guy never knows how to make progress.

"You're busy, I'm going out." Zhuang Li bowed slightly and left the office.

When the sound of his footsteps was gone, Feng Ming immediately took out his mobile phone to take a picture of the share transfer contract, and sent a text message to Feng Er Er: [What I can give him, are you willing? If Lao Tzu inherits the Feng clan in the future, Lao Tzu will be the first to tell you to get out! 】

The moment she saw the share transfer contract, Miss Feng knew that she had failed. She admired Feng Ming's generosity very much. If it were her, she would definitely not have the courage, one because she was stingy, and the other because she didn't trust her.

The word "confidential trouble" is not for nothing. There are many cases of confidants who have been cultivated into serious troubles, and even turned against their masters, throughout the ages.

Second Miss Feng, who is wary of everyone, can't be so unreserved to a subordinate.

She had to admit that her father was right. Although Feng Ming was irritable, he had an advantage that all his brothers and sisters did not have, that is, he dared to think and act, and he had extraordinary courage.

[You should have a good understanding of Secretary Zhuang's abilities. If you give him shares today, he will be full of wings in the future, and it is very likely that he will kick you out of the company. He's a wolf and can't be locked up. 】

Although Second Miss Feng gave up the idea of ​​digging walls, she still couldn't help but add a little block to her brother.

Feng Ming did not reply.

I don't know if he heard this.

But Second Miss Feng thought he must have listened, so she fell into silence. After giving the shares, he will definitely be more entangled, more regretful, and more vigilant.

He just dug a hole for himself.

"Hmph, the first one to get me out? Feng Ming, you are still so naive." Second Miss Feng shook her head and whispered sarcastically.

But she didn't know it at all, and when she saw what she was provoking, Feng Ming hurriedly opened Mr. Secret's circle of friends, looked at the declaration of "I will be with the boss for a lifetime", and tasted the sweet taste silently.

This is his unique way of healing.

At this moment, the lawyer called him and reported: "Mr. Feng, I have already helped you find the private detective. Do you have the photo of the target person?"

"How could I have a photo of that woman? You tell him that the target person is Secretary Zhuang's wife, and he just needs to find it himself." Feng Ming looked at the door of the office, then covered the microphone with his hand, and deliberately lowered the pressure Voice, sneaky look like a thief.

"Is that the wife of Secretary Zhuang? Okay. By the way, what exactly do you want to investigate? Is it her background or recent situation?" The lawyer continued to ask.

"Investigate her daily whereabouts, focusing on her interactions with men, do you understand?" Feng Ming lightly walked to the door and locked it.

"I see, you want to investigate whether she has cheated." The lawyer suddenly realized.

"Yes, just check this. You ask the detective to keep an eye on her 24 hours a day, and notify me immediately if you find something unusual. It's best to take a photo or video. I will reward you with 10,000 yuan for each photo taken. ; I will reward 50,000 yuan for every video I take."

Feng Ming's eyes crawled with red blood, as if he couldn't hold back his inner demon.

But he quickly regained his composure, adding: "Of course, if she's okay, you just stop and don't follow."

"Okay, I understand, I will tell the detective agency in detail about your request." The lawyer hung up the phone.

Feng Ming stared at the pitch-black screen, his eyes changing constantly.

He didn't know if he was doing it right or not, but he was really eager! He's on the brink of losing control.

What he wants is despair, or a glimmer of hope. No matter what it is, as long as he can see the road ahead.