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Chapter 65

Zongfan immediately sent a voice message to his mother: "Mom, do you call this a conservatory?"

Cheng Jing smiled back at him: "This is only a small part, it can only be regarded as a greenhouse for me."

Zongfan was surprised: "You plant so many flowers?"

"I don't seem to have told you that I am in the flower business abroad. When you come over when you have time, I will show you around my base." Cheng Jing's tone was very complacent, and she was obviously confident in her business.

"It's amazing." The mother really didn't mention it to him.In fact, it is very good for my mother to have her own business. No matter how much she earns, financial independence can never be given up.

Cheng Jing said with a smile: "Although the population abroad is not as large as that in China, the enthusiasm for buying flowers is still very high. The main business of my base is to provide flowers to flower shops everywhere. In addition, I will also Accept some orders for wedding flowers and meeting flowers. Some varieties of flowers are more common in foreign countries, but few are cultivated in China. If you need to use them for special occasions, you have to order them from here and send them back by air. This kind of list is more reliable Make money, so your mother and my wallet are still very rich."

Zongfan: "Does uncle support your career?"

Cheng Jing said proudly: "You must support me! Not only must you support me, but you must also bring me business."

Zong Fan is happy, such a happy and supportive day is what life should be like.

"If you need flowers, just tell me, and Mom will send you there by air for free!" Cheng Jing was small, but her tone was very bold.

Zongfan said: "Okay, but I can't think of a place to use it yet."

Cheng Jing complained about him: "Silly son, you will need it when you get married. At that time, mother will leave you three acres of roses, and all the roses will be airlifted there for you."

Zongfan couldn't laugh or cry: "Although Xingfeng and I are in a stable relationship, we haven't talked about marriage yet, and he hasn't officially met you yet. Are you thinking too far?"

"It's not far away. Doesn't it mean that you can't do it when you get married? Mom has to save it for you in advance, so as not to run out when you need it. What a disappointment."

"Understood, if that time comes, I will definitely tell you in advance."

After chatting for a while, a customer came to change clothes, Zongfan talked to his mother, and returned to work, and stopped chatting with his mother.

In the evening, Zongfan waited for Fei Xingfeng to come to pick him up, and by the way boredly swiped his phone, and received a call from Yao Weiyue.

He hasn't been in touch with Yao Weiyue for a long time. He is a small tailor. If the other party doesn't ask him to make clothes, he really has nothing to talk about with him. Even though Yao Weiyue is not difficult to get along with, he has Fei Qian. relation.

"Zongfan, I want to make an appointment with you for a dress. I wonder if you have the time?" Yao Weiyue's tone was gentle and easy-going, without airs, and it sounded very comfortable.

"When will Teacher Yao want it?" Zongfan knew that calling her a teacher in the circle was a sign of respect, and the other party would be happy, so she used this title, otherwise Zongfan could call her "sister".

Yao Weiyue smiled, others called her "teacher", most of them were out of politeness, but Zongfan's "teacher" made him feel real, and he was willing to call her by this title from the bottom of his heart.After being in the circle for a long time, the ability to observe words and expressions is naturally not lacking, the point is that the ability to listen to sounds and observations can also be practiced to eight or nine points, Yao Weiyue can hear it.

"I'm in a bit of a hurry, I need it at the end of the month. I'm going to a party, there will be a red carpet, and I will be singing a song on stage." She doesn't sing very well, she admits this, but she is an actress, and no one will pick on her if she doesn't sing well. she.

"What about the style?" Zong Fan asked.Due to time constraints, if Yao Weiyue asked for something too special, it might be too late.

Yao Weiyue said: "I don't have any special ideas. It's enough to make people feel bright and welcome the new year. The price is not a problem, and there is no need to save money on fabrics."

Zongfan had no idea for the time being, but he didn't refuse immediately, he just said: "Teacher Yao, can you see if this works, I will give you a design draft in three days, you discuss it with the team, if you think it is OK, I will take this job , if it’s not suitable, you should contact other designers as soon as possible, don’t delay.”

Yao Weiyue said straightforwardly: "Yes! I will send you the email in a while, and your design draft can be sent directly to the email."

"Okay, then I'll contact you after I finish the design."

After hanging up the phone, Fei Xingfeng also arrived.

Zong Fan greeted Aunt Zhen, and excitedly got into Fei Xingfeng's car.

"It smells so good." As soon as he got into the car, Zong Fan could smell the fragrance of flowers.

Fei Xingfeng pointed to the back seat: "I went to be interviewed by a magazine in the afternoon, and I brought back the flowers prepared by the Miscellany Club."

There are flowers in vases at home from time to time, but most of them are brought by the aunt sent by the family to clean.Fei Xingfeng thought that when he was in the greenhouse, Zongfan said that there would be a new look if there were plants at home, so he decided to take the flowers home, otherwise these flowers would normally be sent to the studio.

"Very good." The flowers are packaged very beautifully, and the flowers are well matched, but the varieties may be limited, and there are no unexpected flowers.Seeing the shape of the bouquet, Zongfan suddenly came up with inspiration, but it's just an idea for him now, and he has to go back and carefully consider the feasibility.

Thinking of Yao Weiyue telling him that he would attend the year-end party, Zongfan asked Fei Xingfeng if he had received the invitation, and if necessary, he could make a suit for Fei Xingfeng as soon as possible.Men's dresses are always simpler than women's.

"I received the invitation, but I turned it down." Fei Xingfeng said, "This is our first New Year's Eve together, and we must spend it together. In addition, I have to pick a new script during this time, and I don't want to be distracted by other of."

Instead of attending a New Year's Eve party to make fans happy and then wait for a long time, it is better to do something practical, prepare well, announce the comeback plan early, and then bring news of the new play. I believe his fans will be more willing to watch to the latter.

Zongfan nodded, there's nothing wrong with not being in a hurry.Moreover, Fei Xingfeng could take their first New Year's Eve as an important matter so carefully, and he felt very warm in his heart.

The day Song Xiang came back was a rare good weather in winter.Song Xiang's plane would land before noon, and he was just in time for lunch when he got home.

Zongfan ordered several boxes of crayfish, served with dry noodles and skewers, and greeted Song Xiang at his mother's house.Aunt Zhen didn't participate in their young people's chatting, the family prepared a sumptuous dinner, and in the evening the three of them ate and chatted slowly.

Seeing the crayfish he was thinking about, Song Xiang washed his hands and opened the lids one after another. The smell made him cry.

"Brother Fan, then I'll start eating!" Song Xiang sat down, put on his gloves and started, and he didn't make any foolish tricks with Zong Fan.

Zong Fan said with a smile: "Take it easy, don't spoil your stomach."

If you eat too lightly on weekdays and suddenly eat some oily and spicy food, you will easily get upset.

Song Xiang said without raising his head, "Don't worry, I trust my stomach!"

Zong Fan didn't care about him, a foodie's love for food cannot be stopped by a stomachache.The takeaway he ordered was a regular one before, and he has never spoiled his stomach. The hygiene is still guaranteed, so don't worry too much.

Zongfan eats noodles, but he likes to eat something that can fill his stomach first, like crayfish, which are snacks after dinner.

"How many days off will the studio give you?" Zong Fan asked.

"Don't let it go."

"So inhuman?" This is not Fei Xingfeng's style.

"No." Song Xiang shook his head, "I heard that the boss is ready to start acting, I have to go back and work as his assistant, and join the boss before the show I'm filming is broadcast."

Joining the group with Fei Xingfeng and watching Fei Xingfeng filming is a belief for Song Xiang.He knew that when his show was aired and he was truly an actor to the outside world, it would be impossible for him to be an assistant again. He could only take advantage of this time to hurry up with the group and draw a beautiful end to his assistant career.

"Even so hard?" Zong Fan couldn't understand Song Xiang's mood, after all they were in different positions and had different goals.

Song Xiang laughed and said, "I can learn a lot from filming with my boss. My stage fright is much better now, and the rest is to absorb experience and learn from my seniors."

Zongfan nodded: "It's good to be self-motivated, but you also have to pay attention to your body, you won't be able to run even after a few rests, it's impossible."

Song Xiang said with emotion: "I am in a very complicated mood now. On the one hand, I am looking forward to the release of my drama, so that I can truly enter the ranks of actors; on the other hand, I hope that the drama will be slower, so that I can have more time to follow The boss is studying. And I'm afraid the boss will find a new assistant before I change jobs. I'm still a little jealous in this mood."

Zong Fan smiled, Song Xiang still has the heart of a young man, which also shows that he is very concerned about the position of "Assistant Fei Xingfeng", which is not a bad thing.

"You said what if the new assistant can fight without me and can't protect the boss?"

Zongfan handed him a bunch of skewers: "Stop worrying about such useless thoughts, isn't Xingfeng quite capable of fighting?"

When he went to Fei's house, he chatted with Aunt Mo and learned a lot about Fei Xingfeng's childhood, for example: Fei Xingfeng liked music since he was a child, and he has been learning musical instruments, but he has not left behind in fighting, so there is basically no need fear for his safety.

"That's what I said, but I just can't let it go." Song Xiang sighed while peeling the crayfish like a thief.

Zong Fan didn't know what to say about him: "You were originally an assistant, and the studio intends to train you. If you tell Xing Feng about this at this time, you will probably be beaten."

"It's too difficult for me." Song Xiang sighed, and could only slowly adjust his mentality.

After work, Zongfan drove home and sent Fei Xingfeng a message on the way, telling him that he was off work, but Fei Xingfeng never replied to him. Zongfan was a little confused, but he didn't call, thinking that if Fei Xingfeng He's working overtime today, so he'll cook some instant noodles and forget about it. Anyway, the lunch is so good, so it's better to eat something lighter at night.

When you open the door, what you see is not the open space at home, but another closed door.This door is nothing but a barrier made of special building materials to prevent the pheromone from spreading out.

Zongfan felt a "thump" in his heart, and after quickly closing the door, he opened the partition door as quickly as possible, flashed into the house, and then closed the partition door tightly.

The house is full of the smell of snow, the smell of Fei Xingfeng's pheromone, which reminds Zongfan of the scene of two people building a snowman in the snow that day, but he likes this smell very much, but at the same time he is very worried about Fei Xingfeng.

Kicking off his shoes, he quickly looked for Fei Xingfeng.

He didn't make any effort, Fei Xingfeng sat under the sofa on the carpet, lowered his head, and didn't even give Zongfan a look.

Zongfan wasn't quite sure what the situation was, so he walked over and squatted beside Fei Xingfeng, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Fei Xingfeng raised his head, his eyes were red, and he looked at Zongfan for a few seconds, as if trying to make sure it was him.Then he hugged Zongfan tightly, Zongfan was so strangled that he had difficulty breathing, and was thinking of calling Pan Xian to ask what was going on with Pan Xian, when his eyes flashed, his whole body was pressed on the carpet by Fei Xingfeng, Fei Xingfeng's breath fell on the back of his neck.After a while, the pain took over all his senses - wow, Fei Xingfeng bit him!

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