I Don't Want To Be A Young Master

No matter how much one envied the boss of another family, things still had to be done.    

    

All morning, Ye Feng had been reviewing the documents, and by the time it was time for lunch, Ye Feng's eyes had already started to go blurry.    

    

Ye Feng threw the pen away impatiently and asked Fang Ying, "What do you think about me recruiting another vice president?"    

    

Fang Ying cautiously asked, "Where's Director Duan?"    

    

Ye Feng frowned and said lightly: "Old Duan is busy too and often has sick jobs. Moreover, he's so old and doesn't even have a wife, so wouldn't he be delayed by his work? It's also good to find a vice manager to help Old Duan share his work and pressure. We can't really let him be a bachelor for the rest of his life, right? "    

    

Fang Ying did not dare to speak anymore, but she was trembling with fear in her heart.    

    

Did Ye always want to find a deputy general manager because he was too busy working?    

    

She did not dare to think too deeply into it. Yuanfeng said that Ye Feng was the one who broke the rules. She was the assistant to the president, not the assistant to the general manager.    

    

Ye Feng did not continue asking her. He lowered his head and continued to read the documents. However, in his heart, he was wondering where he should go to find a talent. This time, he was prepared to find a true elite.    

    

The wind was developing more and more rapidly, and both he and Duan Pengfei were slightly unable to keep up with the tempo.    

    

Ye Feng's strong point in the past was to invest, and Duan Pengfei's specialty was in the financial industry as well. Now that the distant winds stall was so large, the two didn't have much experience.    

    

Right now, the two of them could still barely hold on. Once Yuanfeng expanded in size, even if Ye Feng and Duan Pengfei were to die from exhaustion, they still wouldn't be able to do so much work.    

    

Of course, the splitting of authority Fang Ying had guessed was indeed one of Ye Feng's motives.    

    

"… …"    

    

Ye Feng had been busy at the company until very late.    

    

When they returned, Guo Qun and Guo Yu were watching TV. When they saw Ye Feng, they immediately stood up.    

    

Ye Feng waved his hand, changed his slippers, went to the washroom and washed his face, then came out and asked, "How is it? Can you get used to it? "    

    

Both of them nodded hurriedly. Guo Yu said, "The Leader took care of me and found an old employee to teach me personally. In a few days, I'll be on duty."    

    

Guo Que also said, "Me too. The supervisor even took me out to drink with our clients at noon."    

    

Ye Feng nodded his head and asked a few more questions about his work.    

    

Seeing that they were still used to it, Ye Feng relaxed and was about to return to their room to rest when Guo Yu suddenly said, "Sister-in-law, there's something I need to tell you."    

    

Ye Feng sat down again and asked, "What is it?"    

    

Guo Yu and Guo Que looked at each other, then said, "I asked the supervisor. She said that the company rented a house for the employees outside. My brother and I are going to move into the dorm tomorrow."    

    

Ye Feng frowned and asked, "Was it because I didn't manage to entertain them properly?"    

    

Guo Yu hurriedly shook her head, but could not find the reason for her hesitation.    

    

Ye Feng actually knew what they meant. Being together with him was very stressful, and the feeling of being under someone else's roof was not that pleasant either.    

    

Right now, Ye Feng was not only their brother-in-law, but also their boss.    

    

Living in the same room with the boss all day long, he felt awkward. It was inconvenient for him to do anything else.    

    

For example, Guo Que, he usually likes to holler loudly and move around in his spare time. However, he can't let go of Ye Feng at all.    

    

He was careful not to say anything. Even when he was pissing, he would hold it in for fear of dirtying Ye Feng's bathroom.    

    

When they got used to living in the countryside, they would suffocate to death if they stayed in Ye Feng's place.    

    

Ye Feng thought for a moment and decided not to be too polite. To be honest, he was not used to having two strangers at home who could not be considered strangers.    

    

Since no one was used to it, there was no need to be so polite.    

    

Ye Feng said: "Since you've decided, then I'll go out tomorrow and help you rent a house. The young people's home has an empty one, and it is close to the company, so if you have nothing to do, you can come to my house."    

    

Guo Yu and Guo Que wanted to say more, but Ye Feng waved his hand and said, "It's settled then. If you keep evading me, Yu Rou will complain to me."    

    

When he mentioned his cousin Chen Yu Rou, the two of them did not say anything more.    

    

"… …"    

    

Early the next morning, Guo Qun and Guo Yu went to work at Shang Chao.    

    

Ye Feng still remembered that he was going to help them rent a house, so he looked for a brokerage company in front of the youth's house and walked in.    

    

Upon entering the door, Ye Feng was stunned, he did not expect to meet Song Jia here, whom he had not seen for over a month.    

    

Ever since the incident with Fang Licheng, Ye Feng had never met Song Jia.    

    

In the past, they could still meet in the neighborhood, but after that, they didn't know if Ye Feng's schedule had changed, or if it was just a coincidence that Ye Feng had not met him even once in the young man's house.    

    

Upon seeing Song Jia, Ye Feng almost couldn't recognize her.    

    

After he recognized her, Ye Feng was surprised, "What happened to you?"    

    

Right now, Song Jia's eyes were deep and her face was yellow. It was as if she had become a completely different person.    

    

Seeing Ye Feng, Song Jia was also a little surprised. When she heard Ye Feng's question, she felt a little tired and said: "It's nothing, I'm just a bit tired from work."    

    

"Tired of work? I think you must be sick. Did you go to the hospital? "    

    

Ye Feng was a bit worried, after all, Song Jia looked too haggard.    

    

In just a month's time, he had lost a lot of weight. Not only did he lose a lot of weight, he didn't look too well either, and he looked a little malnourished.    

    

Even though Yan Meifang had previously said that Song Jia had only suffered superficial wounds, she could not say for sure. If she had suffered internal injuries, it would take her some time to figure it out.    

    

Song Jia shook her head and did not say anything. She just silently prepared to leave.    

    

Ye Feng frowned and blocked her way, "Why are you running? I haven't finished asking."    

    

Song Jia smiled bitterly, "Who ran away? I still have other things to do. Do you think you are like me, wandering around randomly?"    

    

"What can happen to you? Didn't the universe open you up? Where are you working now? "    

    

"You're the one who got opened! Can't I change my job after I resign? " Song Jia initially did not want to bother with Ye Feng, but after hearing what Ye Feng said, she got angry. This bastard's words are always so annoying.    

    

"Fine, you didn't get kicked out. You can just leave, right?" I haven't even asked you, why are you here? "    

    

Ye Feng was not the type to meddle in other people's business, but Song Jia could be considered his friend. Seeing her like this, Ye Feng was a bit worried.    

    

Song Jia didn't want to talk to Ye Feng any longer. She looked at her phone and said, "I still have things to do. Let's talk later."    

    

With that, he did not wait for Ye Feng's reaction, he ran around Ye Feng and left.    

    

Ye Feng did not stop her. He looked at the shop assistant beside her and asked, "What is she doing here?"    

    

The shop assistant smiled and replied perfunctorily, "Sir, the customer's information must be kept confidential."    

    

"Stop bullshitting. I want to rent two houses now. Since you said I would rent one from you, then I'll just rent another one."    

    

"Ms. Song is here to sell her house!" The salesman replied smoothly.    

    

As for keeping the information confidential, what that thing was, it couldn't be spent on it.    

    

Ye Feng knew it was going to end like this, so he asked again: "Is it the one from Building No.15, Stage Two?"    

    

The salesman nodded.    

    

Ye Feng touched his chin. Song Jia was actually planning to sell her house.    

    

Her house had only been renovated not too long ago, and Song Jia had only lived in it for less than three months. She had nothing to do with selling her house, so why was she so short of money?