When the phoenix man meets the peacock man

One afternoon, another immediate family member of Feng Tao came to the company and ran into Zong Yuheng face to face. This person was none other than Feng Tao's younger brother Feng Wei.

Feng Wei resigned from the original company since his wife gave birth to a child because his income was too low to support his wife and children.

Feng's father and Feng's mother also agreed, and asked Feng Tao to arrange a more lucrative job.

Feng Tao was actually in a bit of trouble at the time. Feng Wei’s major was not very suitable, and he didn’t have a suitable position in his own company. It’s just such a company that is still developing, and it’s blatantly running a family-run business. It’s not too big to use. A capable younger brother is obviously not a problem.For the time being, he doesn't have the ability to raise people like a grandpa.

Fortunately, by chance, a friend of Feng Tao's in the business field has immigrated. He wants to sell the property he has in cash to the New World for investment. Feng Tao has taken a fancy to a small logistics company under his name. If the company is bought and Feng Wei'an is hired as a manager, it will be considered a job for him.

So even though Feng Tao didn't have a lot of money at the time, he had just been evicted from the house, and all the funds were invested in the company, he still gritted his teeth and scraped together a sum of money to sell the small logistics company , and then let Feng Wei go to work there.It's been a year and a half now.

In the first few months, I didn’t lose money, and it was because of Feng Tao’s investment. Later, the source of customers stabilized in the past few months. With Feng Tao’s help, this can be regarded as a turnaround.Feng Wei usually works in the logistics company over there, and he doesn’t come if there is nothing to do. On this day, he was facing a loss because the payment for a batch of goods was late this month, so he had to ask his brother to get some more money for turnover. Met Zong Yuheng.

He was taken aback and almost said "Why are you here?!".

Before he could say anything, his brother said something to divert the conversation, and then sent Zong Yuheng away.

Feng Wei pouted at the door with a look of astonishment, and asked his brother, "What's going on?"

Feng Tao said calmly: "His family was ruined, his company closed down, and now he is my assistant—that's all."

Feng Wei swallowed his saliva, hesitating for a long time to say or not, and finally asked, "Damn, you and him, what... ah?"

Feng Tao said: "I have a working relationship with him, and I also feel sorry for him, and enjoy the food. After all, his father also helped me back then, nothing else."

Feng Wei nodded, but that didn't mean he believed it.

Feng Tao said very solemnly: "It is a very legitimate relationship for him to work here. I don't want to hide it from anyone, but I don't want to cause trouble, do you understand?"

Feng Wei smiled and said, "Understood! I understand! I won't tell my family."

Feng Tao said: "You really can't control your mouth, and I can't help it, but you will stop bothering me about the logistics company in the future."

Feng Wei hurriedly said: "Brother! Look at what you said! You are my own brother, I can tear you down?! Didn't I bother you just because I'm really messed up today?" Said salivating with a smile and began to discuss money or something.

Zong Yuheng didn't return to the office until Feng Weili left contentedly, which shows that he also deliberately avoided meeting with Feng's family.

But Feng Tao was a little bit guilty, like last time, when his mother came to deliver soup at night, he pushed Zong Yuheng into another room to hide. If you treat him, you will definitely lose your temper or something.

In fact, Zong Yuheng didn't have any special expression on his face, but Feng Tao looked at him coldly and felt that there must be something wrong with him, so he started to find fault with his apology.

He satirizes Zong Yuheng's poor taste in dressing for nothing. He is already in his thirties and thinks that he is young and young, and his clothes are too casual, too casual and not professional enough.

Zong Yuheng couldn't help but retorted: "I also have a suit, but you don't let me wear it."

Feng Tao said: "Are you talking about Versace, Armani or Valentino? Don't think I don't know. Even in Europe, only gay guys like to wear those things. , and they all wish they could be shirtless—is it fashionable to wear a suit with a shirtless shirt?"

Zong Yuheng said in twos and twos: "It's more fashionable than a suit and sneakers."

Feng Tao couldn't hold back his face anymore. He remembered that he had done this kind of thing when he was in college. At that time, he went out for job interviews or something, and bought a second-hand suit from a street stall for dozens of dollars, and he had to sew it himself when he came back. Changes or something, and then there are no leather shoes, just a pair of sports shoes worn out in spring, summer, autumn and winter.But he couldn't remember whether Zong Yuheng had mocked him about this matter - he didn't take his words seriously at that time.

"Anyway, dress me more formally tomorrow! Anything with red flowers, willows and green colors is not allowed." He said authoritarianly.

Zong Yuheng simply said: "No."

"No? If I give you so much salary a month, you can't get some money to buy a similar suit!"

Zong Yuheng sneered and said, "Excuse me, how much salary do you give me every month? - 8000 yuan and [-] yuan will be deducted for debt repayment, plus overtime pay and so on. For a formal dress, it will cost about [-] yuan if you can wear it a little bit. The design of the sleeves and collars of thousands of yuan is ugly. In this way, it will take me three months to save money to buy a set of clothes without eating or drinking. So Mr. Feng, you can’t help but see that I don’t like what I’m wearing, so bear with it. After all, my financial ability is like this-I haven’t bought new clothes for half a year.” (Well, I’ve been picking up those uncut clothes in the closet recently. branded "old clothes".)

Feng Tao was deeply shocked by the fact that he hadn't bought new clothes for half a year. In his mind, Zong Yuheng was the type who would rather die than buy clothes. He knew better than anyone that Zong Yuheng flew to Hong Kong every time the season changed Japan focuses on the living habit of flying to Europe to shop for goods. All kinds of fashionable clothes are full of cabinets. In the worst case, he can’t go out to meet people without new clothes for a day, just like a woman without makeup.

Even if his temperament has been a little more simple for a year, it hasn't changed his extravagant foundation. The biggest annual expense is still on clothes.

Love beauty, love smug beauty, is the best label of Zong Yuheng's three words.

——Zong Yuheng like this hasn’t bought clothes for half a year... Well, although it’s because he has no money to buy them, Feng Tao was dumbfounded at the first glance. Have you ever heard that peacocks don’t like to groom those few hairs? ?

It seems that I am really poor, and I can't even maintain my life's hobby with dignity.

Feng Tao finally blamed himself a little bit. He reflected that he was still a bit strict after all. Zong Yuheng was his employee and special assistant no matter what. It was really difficult to maintain the quality of life with 3000 yuan a month. (But who told him to spend most of the money he earned on raising children.)

In this mood of slight self-blame and chagrin, Feng Tao muddle-headedly did something that made him a little embarrassed. He took a break from work that morning and went shopping to buy clothes before the mall closed at ten o'clock.

Of course it was for Zong Yuheng.

The next morning, Feng Tao casually threw a paper bag to Zong Yuheng.

"What is it?" Zong Yuheng was puzzled.

Feng Tao looked at the document without looking up and said, "Give your employees work clothes."

"...Does every employee have it?"

"...It's only for special assistants. Since you are in front of me every day, at least you should dress according to my taste."

Zong Yuheng took out the clothes for a look, and said with contempt, "Is this the boss's order?"

Feng Tao frowned, "It's part of the job!"

Zong Yuheng didn't say thank you, took it to the bathroom to change, looked in the mirror, his face darkened, it was really an antique style, black suit, white shirt, collar and cuffs, although not out of shape, but also There is no waist, and it feels like everyone is wearing it.

I accidentally found that there were invoices from the shopping mall in the paper bag, and when I looked at the price, it was more than 2 yuan... No matter how much money is outdated, it is outdated, and an antique is an antique!

He walked out with a bitter face, deliberately hiding his emotions before entering Feng Tao's office. When the opponent wants to make you unhappy, the best way to fight back is not to be unhappy-this is the combat experience he summed up.

So he went in as poker-faced as possible.

Feng Tao looked up, lowered his head, couldn't help but look up again, peeking one by one.I thought, this is pretty much the same, I should have dressed like this a long time ago, how pretty, like a college student who just graduated or something.

After successively receiving feedback from colleagues in the company such as "Have you bought new clothes?" The bad mood caused by the clothes was slightly relieved.

Feng Tao, this guy should be doing good things with bad intentions!