If Ma Feng could see Yaquan's schadenfreude at the moment, he secretly revealed a smile.

He will definitely not say a word, and wave his hand to send a fist to Yaquan first.

It's a pity that Ma Feng can't see it.

"What the hell are you doing? It's not much better than me anyway! ”

Because Feng Yi went to the British Isles, Ma Feng, who stayed in the Feng Group, was very busy.

Ma Feng thought that the two brothers of the Feng family were busy with family affairs because of the suicide attempt, and they had no time to take care of work.

When I talked to Yaquan on the phone the night before, Yaquan also complained to him.

Their boss is a profiteer, a bloodthirsty capitalist who brutally exploits his labor.

"That's not necessarily, I'm on vacation with the boss, believe it or not?"

Yaquan, who was sweating in the sun, raised his hand to block his eyes before opening his eyes.

"I believe you have a ghost!"

In Ma Feng's opinion, what Yaquan said at the moment was simply a fantasy.

Grandma committed suicide for such a big thing, Brother Yi left his job and rushed to the British Isles, how could the boss have time to go on vacation.

Yaquan must have been squeezed too hard by the boss and forced out of his hallucinations.

"You wait, I'll send you a picture."

Through the gap between his fingers, Yaquan looked at the dazzling rays of the sun on the blue sky and white clouds.

As soon as he strained his waist and abdomen, he sat up on the chaise longue.

After Yaquan sat up, he really opened the camera software on his phone.

He not only filmed himself, but also put the canonization and Chun Yucheng on the right hand side into the camera.

Although he was lazy in the sun, he did not fall asleep.

Yaquan's voice on the phone, he listened to it word for word.

When his eyes narrowed into a slit and opened his eyes slightly, Feng Sheng happened to see Yaquan holding his mobile phone and taking pictures.

Yaquan's camera was a little farther away, so Feng Sheng squinted slightly and stared coldly, but he didn't see it.

When Yaquan Lezizi finished taking a photo and sent it to Ma Feng.

"Although you are showy, if your brother Yi and Ma Feng go on strike, you can solve it, I don't care."

Feng Sheng looked at his back as he sat up, and said nonchalantly.

“……”

After a few hours of sunbathing, Yaquan was still sweating hotly, and suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing on his back.

"Boss, why didn't you say it earlier?"