His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 191

To this day, Fire has been refusing to accept orders, and it doesn't matter how much they offer.

Feng Xian put down the pen, with thoughts in his eyes, "The more this is the case, the more tricky it will be. In this way, you can go to country F and send a few people over to check fire, but at the same time continue to place orders, don't make them suspicious. "

Lao Yu nodded: "I understand."

After thinking about it, Lao Yu said again: "Master, do you still plan to wait for Bai Mi for the research? You don't plan to use the bottle of perfume she gave last time."

Feng Xian did not directly use the bottle of perfume for mass production. He just asked people to analyze the ingredients, and then conduct independent research and development and innovation.

However, the few new samples recently released can't make him nod.

Feng Xian took a sip of the coffee, stretched his brows, and said, "You don't have to ask Bai Mi, using her apprentice, the effect will be better."

Lao Yu was surprised: "Apprentice? Does Bai Mi still have an apprentice? I haven't heard of it before."

Feng Xian leaned against the executive chair, his eyes narrowed slightly: "You don't need to know so much, it's very late, you go to rest."

Lao Yu put his fingers on his lips and smiled: "It seems that the young master has already won the ticket, so I don't need to worry."

He backed out silently.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind—

"Eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls, what do they like in general?"

Lao Yu's eyes widened and he was very interested: "Master, what did you ask me just now, please ask again!"

He has been looking forward to the question for more than ten years, and finally heard it tonight, and tears are flowing!

He grew up watching Feng Xian, besides being the boss, he also maintained a relationship that was more like family.

Therefore, he is particularly looking forward to Feng Xian's emotional story.

Naihe, he is 25 years old, and he has never seen him date a girl.

Now, the old man is inevitably overexcited.

The tone, cheering loudly with the midwife who delivered the baby, was born, it was a tone.

Feng Xian lifted his eyes and looked at him: "Gifts for girls."

Old Yu pursed his lips and frowned, looking like he was thinking seriously and taking it very seriously.

"This...you have to think about it, really think about it."

Feng Xian pressed his fingers together, put his palm on his stomach, and looked at him faintly: "You are inexperienced at your age?"

Lao Yu said frankly: "It's different. When I was young, I was pursued. I was busy taking care of you at that time, so I didn't have time to chase girls. Fortunately, I was suave, handsome, and there were many people chasing me. I chose your current Aunt Yu, she gave me all kinds of gifts at that time..."

Before Lao Yu could finish speaking, Feng Xian waved his hand: "Go and rest."

Lao Yu smiled and said: "Master, you have to ask men of the same age about this kind of thing. Times are different, and the way of pursuit is different. Then I'll go first."

This time, the old man really went out.

In the quiet room, Feng Xian thought quietly.

After a while, he picked up his phone, found someone, and sent a message.

It's the same question I asked Lao Yu just now.

Five or six seconds later, the other party sent him a video invitation directly.

He stood the phone upright, leaning against the back of the chair, facing the front camera of the phone.

The screen turned for a moment, then stabilized.

It is daytime over there, the background is an endless blue sky, colorful hot air balloons are floating in the air, and the screen is full of romantic colors.

What comes into view is a handsome man with his left and right arms around the beautiful woman. He wears sunglasses, has a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and smiles wildly and charmingly: "Have you finally missed me?"

——

(emmm...someone's husband finally shows up.)