After I became a billionaire, I was proposed by the billionaire young master

The next day, Feng Fan was woken up by the noise in his family's usually quiet villa. He stretched himself. The mobile phone next to him was turned off at some point. He looked up at the digital clock next to him. It was already morning. It's ten o'clock.

It was rare for Feng Fan to wake up so late, he must have exercised too much last night, Feng Fan stretched under the quilt.

The quilt next to him was already cold, and the door of his room was unlocked yesterday, and the little wolf cub came to greet him in the middle of the night and asked him if he needed anything. It happened that he also had insomnia and couldn't sleep, so he came along.

Even though Feng Fan is an energetic person, but after so much exercise last night, he still sleeps until this time, how can this little steel cannon still work?Just as I was thinking, I heard a faint voice from outside, "Keep your voice down, don't wake up my partner!!!"

Feng Fan rolled his eyes: ...

He has a loud voice!

Feng Fan couldn't stay on the bed, got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower, then walked into the dressing room next to him, took out a suit, put on his pants habitually, suddenly remembered that he was unemployed now, so He took it off again, changed back into the black satin pajamas, and opened the door with bare feet, without any shoes on.

Then I saw a strange scene, the three of them walked in carrying an upright piano! ? ?

Feng Fan's previous decoration style was cold and bland, and there were almost no extra things. The living room was four or five meters high, and it seemed especially empty. Now because of the presence of the piano, it instantly became crowded.

Feng Fan walked down the stairs lightly, only to find that it wasn't just the living room that had become crowded. The gym next to the living room used to only have a treadmill given by his younger brother. However, Feng Fan rarely exercised. Not used.Now there are several tall and burly people standing next to them who don't know what to do with fitness equipment.

After walking another two steps, the maid's room on the first floor was also occupied. There were some stereos on the floor, several music equipments on the table, and all the wires were leaking outside, making a mess.

This little rascal is really rude.

"Brother Yu, is it okay to put this here? Do you want to change the direction?"

"Yes, Brother Yu, we are not afraid of trouble."

The three movers waited for Cheng Yu to issue orders in a good temper, and pretended to be subordinates to curry favor with the boss.

"This is very good, you don't understand, this way my partner sits on that sofa and listens to me playing the piano, the sound quality is the best."

"Hey, Brother Yu, you are so kind to your partner."

Feng Fan:? ? ?

Cheng Yu noticed that the eyes of the three people in front fell behind him, and turned his head, "his partner" looked at him with displeasure.

"Hey, are you awake? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Feng Fan snorted lightly, "If I sleep a little longer, I'm afraid the whole world will know my new identity."

"No, no, those of us who move, the first priority is to protect the privacy of our customers. We all listen to Brother Yu and will never talk too much."

"That's right, that's right, word of mouth is what we move with peace of mind." The moving boys interjected one after another.

Feng Fan snorted, you still do word of mouth with your sieve mouth?It's really strange how this company survived till now?

Cheng Yu laughed, "Look, they all have professional ethics, don't be afraid, why did you come down without wearing shoes, this living room is moving things back and forth, I haven't vacuumed it yet, it's dirty." Dian Dian ran to Feng Fan's side while trotting.

"Brother Yu, you don't need to do it. Let's do it. We can do the rest of the work." The three rushed to the bathroom.

Sure enough, it was a pheasant moving company, and it even gave away housekeeping services.

The little wolf dog rubbed its feet against Feng Fan's feet, Feng Fan turned his head and saw the little wolf dog laughing aside, "I forgot, these are your slippers." After speaking, he kicked the two slippers under his feet, and pointed at Feng Fan Showing his innocent little white teeth.

Feng Fan looked at him indifferently, "Did you misunderstand your identity?"

Cheng Yu looked at the movers who had just come out of the bathroom, and approached Feng Fan in a low voice, "There are outsiders here, please save face."

Feng Fan put on his slippers and cast a glance at him, "Where's your face?"

After speaking, he turned and walked into the kitchen, turned on the coffee machine, only to find that the toast and fried eggs were already set on the table next to him, but they were already cold.

The little wolf dog ran over with bare feet and grinning, "Let me make you another one. Do you like one side or two sides, well-done or half-cooked?" After speaking, he ran to the stove and started the fire .

The three movers next to him started to move, and there was the buzzing sound of the vacuum cleaner. The originally indifferent home was full of clothes, and the temperature on the slippers could be heard from the soles of their feet. For some reason, Feng Fan thought that he would be lonely after resigning. On the first morning alone, it became lively and filled with the warmth of fireworks, and the coffee machine beeped, and he thought it was okay.

The little wolf dog's brunch was served on the table, but it was actually nothing, a single-sided browned fried egg, two poorly cut sausages in the shape of small octopuses, and two pieces of toast with crispy skin, Feng Fan didn't even know about it They have this ingredient in their refrigerator.

The little wolf dog sat opposite, with his hands folded and his head resting on top of it, he smiled and whispered, "That...do you like it?"

Uncomfortably flashed across Feng Fan's face, he stretched out his hand and pushed away his doggy face.

"Brother Yu, we've finished cleaning that, so let's go first!" The three movers finished cleaning the house,

Cheng Yu smiled and stood up, "Okay, then you can go."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his foot and rubbed Feng Fan's calf, Feng Fan hurriedly flinched with his warm feet, raised his head and stared at him,

Little wolf dog: "Lend me the slippers, I'll take them out, or the community security will not let them out."

Feng Fan glanced at him in disgust, "Why did the community security let you in?"

Cheng Yu grinned and said in a low voice, "Because I saw that he belonged to you."

Feng Fan said disgusted, but still took off the two slippers to him.

Wearing slippers, Cheng Yu opened the door with three small movers, with his head held high, as if he had become the owner of the house.

Feng Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, took a bite of the egg, and then took a look at the shiny floor, one bite at a time Brother Yu, what's wrong with the current moving business, you really should buy it back and take care of it!

Outside the door, Cheng Yu sent the three guys to the door of the pickup truck, and said seriously, "Do you know what to do when you go out?"

The performance of three small workers vying for the first place:

"Yes, boss, I guarantee that this matter will rot in my stomach, and I won't tell my wife."

"Me too, I don't even say anything."

"I haven't seen anyone today."

Cheng Yu nodded in satisfaction, "Okay, let's go back and claim the bonus."

"Boss, you and your partner are truly a match." The mover closed the car door.

Cheng Yu turned around seriously, but the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, "Go back and double the salary."

The other two workers leaned out and yelled, "Boss! You and your partner are super compatible!!!"

Cheng Yu harvested three CP fans and returned home happily.Pushing the door open, I heard the news broadcast on the TV in the living room.

"Feng's Group announced this morning that Feng Fan, the former president of Feng's Group, has submitted his resignation to the board of directors, and will no longer serve as the president of Feng's Group in the future. As soon as the announcement came out, Feng's stock price fell by the limit at the opening today..."

Cheng Yuji walked in with his slippers on, "Give me back your slippers." Feng Fan rolled his eyes at him, stepped on the carpet with his bare feet, and did not move, folded his arms and frowned as he watched Feng's stock price displayed on the TV.

"According to our reporter's understanding, Feng Quan, the young master of the Feng Group, also missed the recording of the sixth episode of the well-known music talent show "No.11 Sunnyboys" yesterday afternoon. It is suspected that something happened at home. According to our reporter's understanding, An insider said that Feng Fan, the former president of the Feng Group, was not the father of Feng and his wife. It is reported that the Feng and his wife had recovered their biological son a few days ago. Currently, there is a mystery about the movements of Feng Fan, the former president of the Feng Group. Some netizens broke the news that Feng Fan Before resigning as the president yesterday, he transferred all the properties under his name, including the current 30.00% shares of Fengshi Group, which caused the stock price to plummet this time; The Feng family has been swept out of the house, and all the shares under his name have been taken back. He has completely missed the family competition of the Feng's Group. What is right and wrong? Please continue to lock in Pineapple TV. We will bring you further information about the Feng's Group later. information……"

Feng Fan didn't deliberately block the news, he didn't expect such absurd news to be exposed the next day.Feng Fan changed several channels in a row, the news from Apple, Pineapple, Orange, Fruit TV all demonized him into an ungrateful white-eyed wolf!

Feng Fan turned off the TV without a word, and turned his head, this little snob is so sharp, seeing that he is poor, he should probably run away.

Cheng Yu met Shang Fengfan's eyes, and immediately curled his mouth, "Brother, let's open a bottle of champagne. I have a bottle of Krug Clos d'Ambonnay that I have treasured for many years. I think it is very suitable for today's important day."

Feng Fan: ...

"Seeing that I was kicked out by Feng's family, you want to celebrate with champagne?"

Cheng Yu was taken aback, shook his little paw, and denied Sanlian, "I'm not, I'm not, I didn't mean that."

Feng Fan looked at him indifferently,

Cheng Yu looked at the uncertain big boss, "Brother, don't you want to refund the money? Let me tell you, I spent all of the 500 million you gave me. These music equipment, this piano, and these gymnasiums The equipment is completely spent, anyway, I can't refund a penny to you, at worst, I will stay with you longer."

Feng Fan: ...

"Do you think I'm short of the 500 million?" Feng Fan frowned and looked at the person in front of him.

"Then if you raise me, you have to pay for food and lodging, right? I used my credit card for everything in the refrigerator this morning. I was just about to ask you for the money for the meal. Can you pay for the meal? I was also eliminated yesterday, Sunnyboys I will definitely not be able to get the bonus, and I have to pay back the credit card next month."

Feng Fan: ...The age difference is difficult to communicate with, they are not on the same channel.

Feng Fan walked to the side, took out a black card and threw it to him, "We will use this card later on."

The little wolf dog happily took the card, "How much credit is there, can I spend it as I like?"

"No!" Feng Fan said bitterly.He didn't want to say it, but he was indeed a poor man now. He was so poor that he only had a house, a car and millions of cash left. He couldn't afford to buy a moving company.

Not to mention that there is a laboratory under his hand that has been burning money. He eats and sleeps alone every day and has to raise a dog. He is really poor.

"Can the champagne still be opened?" the little wolf dog asked.

Feng Fan raised his eyebrows dissatisfied, "Am I poor? Open!"

Little wolf dog: ... Is the gold master's father really unable to figure out what's going on?

"Then do you want steak? I bought a special airlift from Wellington this morning, fresh."

Feng Fan pursed his lips, "The steaks I eat are always made by eight-star Michelin chefs. Can you eat the steaks you cook?"

The little wolf dog wagged its tail and went to the kitchen. Feng Fan looked at the person who was cooking clumsily while looking at the phone menu, and suddenly felt a sense of frustration from the bottom of his heart.

It seems that Feng Fan is really poor, he can only eat steaks cooked by this pheasant chef in this small house, hey, what an unexpected trough in life.

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