Feast for Shengsheng

Chapter 907 The Big Boss

The person in charge of the European business is British.

Song Yili had only heard that they had a big boss.

"Yes," the colleague nodded, "He's Chinese."

Song Yili was even more surprised.

However, Song Yili didn't take it to heart.

It doesn't matter where you're from; you still have to go to work, there's no difference.

Besides, her position has nothing to do with the big boss, so she won't be involved.

"Get to work, we have a meeting later." Song Yili's words were concise and to the point.

"It's just that the boss will be at the meeting later." The colleague sighed. "We don't know what kind of temper the big boss has. If we don't understand, we're doomed."

Song Yili smiled and reassured her colleague.

She lowered her head and quickly finished her work.

Prepare all the meeting minutes for later.

The meeting started promptly at 10:00 AM.

Song Yili entered the conference room in single file, carrying the report.

Sure enough, unlike usual, the center position was still empty.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was more tense than usual.

Song Yili remained calm.

Soon, the meeting room door opened, and Song Yili followed her colleague's gaze, then fell completely silent.

Because the person who came in with the boss was Shen Feng.

The two were talking with their heads down, and the conference room was even quieter.

Suddenly, Shen Feng looked up and was surprised to see Song Yili.

On the surface, Shen Feng remained calm and composed.

He truly had no idea that Song Yili was actually working at his company.

Shen Feng entrusted this company to professional managers, and he wouldn't interfere with cases that didn't exceed a certain amount.

He returned to London this time partly because he had finished dealing with his own affairs and partly because he wanted to visit Song Yili there.

Another issue is the case involved here. The manager has been uncertain, which is why Shen Feng came.

If it weren't for what happened last night, Shen Feng would have been pleasantly surprised to see Song Yili.

Now, however, he was unusually calm.

"Hello everyone, my name is Shen Feng." Shen Feng quickly came to his senses and introduced himself.

Without saying anything else, Shen Feng quickly got to the point and started the meeting.

Everyone present was speaking.

On the contrary, Song Yili was somewhat distracted.

I never expected that the big boss of this company would be Shen Feng.

But Song Yili found this company herself, so there couldn't possibly be any problems.

"Miss Song?" the manager called out to Song Yili.

Shen Feng just watched without saying a word.

Song Yili then came to her senses, cleared her throat, and began to speak.

After Song Yili finished speaking, Shen Feng suddenly asked Song Yili a few questions at random.

Before that, Shen Feng had just been listening without saying a word.

So when asked out of the blue, Song Yili was a little nervous.

Shen Feng's questions were very sharp.

Song Yili forced herself to calm down and answered Shen Feng's questions carefully.

Shen Feng gave a faint "hmm" after a long while.

Only then can this matter be considered closed.

The meeting lasted a very long time.

I missed lunchtime by the time the meeting ended.

When Song Yili walked out of the conference room, she was really exhausted.

It was probably because of Shen Feng's appearance that the meeting had been going on for too long.

She declined her colleague's invitation and stayed at her desk alone.

She was considering whether she should resign.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Shen Feng's voice suddenly appeared beside Song Yili.

Song Yili was genuinely startled and passively looked at Shen Feng.

“I didn’t mean anything by it. I’ve seen you here for a long time. You’ll feel uncomfortable if you don’t eat,” Shen Feng said directly.

Shen Feng had always known Song Yili well.

Many habits are deeply ingrained.

Song Yili cannot skip three meals a day; otherwise, she will feel unwell.

But you shouldn't eat too much.

So Song Yili is actually not easy to please.

He thought that being able to be with Song Yili was probably because he had gained Song Yili's approval.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen. I'll go eat in a bit," Song Yili said indifferently.

Shen Feng hummed in agreement and nodded in acknowledgment, and indeed did not force Song Yili.

Song Yili was still nervous.

I can't figure out what Shen Feng is thinking.

This person seems to have just genuinely come to check on their colleague, nothing more.

Song Yili watched Shen Feng's departing figure passively, without saying a word.

But with the stalemate going on, Song Yili was afraid she was going crazy, so she finally stood up, left the company, and went downstairs to have lunch.

When I returned, Shen Feng was no longer there.

Only then did the sense of coercion that Song Yili felt truly disappear.

Song Yili focused her attention on her work and gradually calmed down.

Shen Feng did not appear again in the afternoon.

Everything seemed to be returning to its original course in an orderly manner.

Song Yili packed her things and left after get off work.

Song Yili is currently without a car because her car was sent for repairs.

The weather in London has been rather strange lately, with continuous heavy rain, especially during rush hour.

The company is a distance from the subway station, and you get soaked by the time you walk there.

If she tries to hail a taxi, Song Yili can't get one at all.

Looking at the weather, she was truly on the verge of despair.

Suddenly, a blue-black BMW pulled up in front of Song Yili.

The car window rolled down, and Shen Feng's handsome face appeared inside.

"Get in the car, I'll take you home," Shen Feng said calmly.

Song Yili did not refuse.

Shen Feng has been sending her off for who knows how many years, and with the rain falling now, there's no reason for her to make things difficult for herself.

Besides, everything that needed to be said five years ago has already been said.

They didn't escalate the situation to a major point, so it was nothing serious.

With this in mind, Song Yili opened the car door and quickly got in.

As soon as Shen Feng saw Song Yili get into the car, he habitually tossed her a clean towel.

"Address," Shen Feng asked casually.

He did not mention that he knew where Song Yili lived.

Song Yili didn't hide anything and gave her the address.

It's all in the company's registration records; there's no point in hiding it.

Shen Feng hummed in agreement, then turned the car around and drove towards Song Yili's apartment.

The two didn't speak to each other on the way.

There was only music playing inside the car.

"Have you been working here since you graduated?" After a long silence, Shen Feng broke the silence.

"Yes. I didn't expect the big boss to be you." Song Yili said truthfully.

"If you knew, you wouldn't have come?" Shen Feng suddenly asked again.

"Probably. It wouldn't be good to be misunderstood," Song Yili said indifferently.

Shen Feng didn't respond, and the atmosphere seemed to suddenly quiet down.

Song Yili also felt extremely awkward.

Actually, it's only a half-hour drive from the company to home, but now she feels like every day is an eternity of hardship.

It wasn't until Shen Feng spoke again, "Afraid your boyfriend will misunderstand?"

These words carried a hint of probing.

Song Yili replied haphazardly, "Yes."

"Is your boyfriend good to you?" Shen Feng suddenly asked Song Yili about her boyfriend.

"This should be my business, aren't you interfering too much?" Song Yili didn't intend to talk any further.

"I'm sorry," Shen Feng nodded.

Then he glanced out the window: "I thought he was going to come pick you up in this weather, since your car is at the repair shop right now."

“He’s away on a business trip,” Song Yili said succinctly.

Shen Feng gave a faint "hmm".