When James Feng woke up, he found the soft woman beside him had got up and left the room. He checked the time. It’s not late. Then he sat up, setting out for excise.
He put on his clothes and walked outside. Christy Zhong was sitting by the desk in the study and drawing something on the paper.
Out of curiosity, he walked over and asked coldly, “What are you doing?”
Being immersed in painting, Christy was startled by him. She raised her head abruptly and said awkwardly, “President Feng. I draw it only for a lark.”
She woke up early today. But she didn’t want to stay in the bedroom. So she went to the study for fear of awakening him.
James took the paper and had a look. What she painted wasn’t particularly good. But he still remembered what she did last time. So he nodded and told her, “If you like, I can find a master to teach you how to paint.”
In James’ opinion, if she was interested in it, she should make it perfect and manage to be an outstanding painter.
Ordinary people didn’t understand what strong people thought. So Christy didn’t refute his words. After all, she couldn’t change his mind and arrangements.
“Thank you, president Feng. I’ll learn it by myself for some time. Actually, I’m not sure what I should Learn,” said Christy with embarrassment. She didn’t even know what level she’s on. So she had no idea how to learn and what to learn.
James glanced at her and then put down the paper. Then she walked outside as he spoke, “Isn’t it proper to call me like that?”
Right. It’s not appropriate to always call him in that way.
That’s also why Jing Lu and other families of him thought they were on the outs. So she must find something else to call him.
Christy asked with hesitation, “But, what should I call you?”
They looked like strangers when she called him president Feng. But if she suddenly called him too intimately, they both wouldn’t feel that comfortable.
“When you are at work, call me president Feng. At other times, just call me James.” His voice was gruff and commanding. Christy had no option but to obey him, saying, “Okay. James.”
In fact, Christy liked to call him in that way. She was eager to get close to him from bottom of her heart. Though it sounded weird now, she was haapy that she could call her like that…
James and Christy arrived at the company.
Zhenxi Feng was sitting in the entrance hall of the company. He seemed to be waiting for someone. It’s very strange. He just needed to send someone to take the man he was waiting for upstairs to his office in his potion. Why did he wait for someone here?
Christy glanced at him and then walked into the private elevator with James.
But when they just entered the office, Ming Xiang came over and took James to an emergency conference. So there’s only Christy herself in the office.
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