The treasure in the palm of Mr. Cheng

Chapter 215
Shen Huainan's knuckle tapper went out to make trouble, and he was thinking here.

As for the candidate for Song Yao's job target, it is actually very difficult to choose.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in." Shen Huainan said lightly.

A secretary in business attire came in from outside, holding a stack of A4 papers in his hand.

"Mr. Shen, here are the resumes of the artists you want."

Shen Huainan nodded, and looked at the resumes of several artists. These artists are all artists that the company is focusing on cultivating recently.

No matter on the surface or in private, he has a good personality, no one cares if it is true or not, as long as he can pretend to live, who cares?

It's just that what is needed is someone who is really scheming, or someone who is really dealing with people, otherwise he will easily see through when working with Song Yao.

Then what means can be used to keep Song Yao?So this is the most difficult part for Shen Huainan.

Shen Huainan watched for a few minutes, and finally decided on the candidate.

"That's it. You tell her in advance to let him have a mental preparation. If something goes wrong, don't blame me for not saying it."

The secretary nodded quickly, thinking that the artist who was selected really made a lot of money.

Shen Huainan started to do other things in the blink of an eye, as if he wasn't the one who was thinking about it for a long time.

Now that it has been found out that Song Yao has broken up with her so-called boyfriend, the next step of the plan can continue.

And Cheng Yifeng is still trapped at home at this time, it is simply outrageous and incompetent.

Before he woke up early in the morning, he was woken up by a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Cheng Yifeng asked in a daze, but he didn't get an answer.

Cheng Yifeng turned around and fell asleep again, but the knocking on the door kept knocking, as if he never thought of letting him go.

"Why do you ask you, you still don't speak."

Cheng Yifeng put on his slippers helplessly, opened the door, and saw Cheng Yanyi standing at the door, with his arms crossed and a smile on his face.

"What are you doing at my door early in the morning? And how can you ask you, why don't you talk? If you're okay, I'm going to sleep."

Cheng Yifeng couldn't help yawning while talking.

"It's not that uncle told me early in the morning that he must come to give you lessons, so I came early, and the lessons are arranged for you every day."

For a moment, Cheng Yifeng felt as if he was in a dream. The dream hadn't woken up yet, so he opened his eyes and avoided it, only to find that Cheng Yanyi was still in front of his eyes.

"Don't worry brother, you are not dreaming, put on your clothes and learn from me."

Cheng Yifeng couldn't think of this sentence, and it was Cheng Yanyi who said it to him one day. Among the children who grew up together, he was the least willing to learn.

Now Cheng Yanyi told him to let him go to study with him?Did he hear correctly?
"Cheng Yanyi, I have something to ask you." Cheng Yifeng hesitated and finally said something.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Yanyi was still a little puzzled.

"Are you mentally ill?" Cheng Yifeng asked this question seriously.

Cheng Yanyi hit him with a brain, "Cheng Yifeng, let me see if you are sick, let me tell you, I am here today to give you a class, not to hear you scold me, I will give you 5 minutes now, clean up quickly Go to class after finishing.

If you can't clean up or have any problems, then don't blame me for being rude to you. After all, my uncle has given me the power of life and death. "

"Sin!" Cheng Yifeng couldn't help shouting.

I was in a bad mood after falling out of love, but today I met Waterloo again, and I was still dominated by Cheng Yanyi, what kind of life is this?

"The countdown has passed ten seconds."

Cheng Yifeng closed the door in an instant, but before Cheng Yanyi could react, he just felt a gust of wind pass by, the door was already closed, and the door almost touched his nose.

Cheng Yifeng put on half sleeves and sweatpants very quickly.

He quickly went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. The whole process only took less than 5 minutes, and he hurried downstairs.

Cheng Yanyi sat on the chair with his legs crossed, looking very comfortable.

"It's pretty fast. Let's eat first. After we finish eating, the two of us will talk about it in detail."

Sitting at the dining table, Cheng Yanyi felt that he was the master of the house, and Cheng Yifeng seemed like a servant.

Cheng Yifeng couldn't help rolling his eyes, "Cheng Yanyi, 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, when you lose the power of life and death, you can see how I treat you."

Cheng Yanyi, on the other hand, was drinking the bird's nest placed beside him nonchalantly, with an expression on his face that he enjoyed it very much.

"Don't worry, at that time I will have a way to cure you, and you will not be able to climb on top of me in your life."

Although Cheng Yifeng was not convinced, he knew in his heart that he was really too weak, and it seemed that he could not compare to Cheng Yanyi in this life.

Cheng Yifeng ate his breakfast quietly, thinking in his heart to eat more, so that he would have the energy to face this neurosis later, otherwise he would not know how to spend the day.

Sure enough, after eating, Cheng Yanyi started acting like a demon again.

"Do you know what lesson my uncle called me to teach you today?"

"That's not easy. You are a model club, that is, knowledge in the fashion circle." Cheng Yifeng replied nonchalantly.

"You think too simply. Today I am here to change your wrong thinking about the fashion industry. For you, it is to break the deep-rooted feudal thinking."

Cheng Yifeng looked at the exaggerated appearance of the person in front of him, and was speechless for a while.

"It's what you say it is." Cheng Yifeng was powerless to resist now.

"Look at your attitude! Do you know why the girls in school never look at you more?" Cheng Yanyi asked with a look of contempt.

"Because I don't know how to dress up." Cheng Yifeng replied nonchalantly.

"It's not just because you can't dress up, it's your attitude, and your attitude towards people who like to dress up."

Cheng Yanyi had an expression of hating iron for nothing, but he really looked like a teacher.

Although Cheng Yifeng didn't care on the surface, he still cared very much in his heart, and listened carefully to every word he said.

"So from now on, I want to re-instill in you the concept of fashion and their history, so that you have a new concept of fashion."

Cheng Yifeng nodded, stopped talking, and his expression became serious. Since he promised to study hard, he must study hard, at least he should change himself from the beginning.

If you are not even willing to change, then you have no chance with Song Yao.

(End of this chapter)