Chapter 1278: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Five Hundred and Forty-One)
Feng Ling sighed: "The teaching is indeed good, but obviously my comprehension ability in this aspect is not as fast as yours."
Ji Nuan lay on the ground and turned to look at her: "It's because you have never really experienced the domestic business world. After seeing the bloody storms that are different from the XI base, you know what to do."
"Is it bloody?" Feng Ling said lightly, not knowing what came to mind.
Hearing the pause in her tone, Ji Nuan sat up again at this moment, and looked at her in a blink of an eye: "You have been in the UK for so long, and I have never asked you about specific things. Why haven't you returned to the XI base? In my opinion From your understanding, even if you suddenly found out about your life experience, or if there were any other paths for you to choose, you would not choose, you would only choose to return to the XI base, but why do you..."
Feng Ling sat on the grass and looked down at the bottle of wine in his hand. After looking at it for a while, he still didn't say anything. He raised his head and drank the wine, then got up, walked back with the empty bottle of wine Without looking back, he said calmly: "Let's go, let's go back."
Feng Ling is not a person who always likes to put her mind aside and talk about it, but she is very honest with Ji Nuan, and she has also stripped her past in front of her, and she often knows everything about her experience in the XI base.
But during the six months since she came to the UK, Ji Nuan could tell that although Feng Ling was no different from usual, her whole temperament, state, and eyes seemed to have changed.
It used to be just Feng Ling who stubbornly wanted to live according to the arrangement of fate.
The current Feng Ling's eyes are calm and indifferent, as if he doesn't care about anything, but he is observant.
After sending Ji Nuan back to her own residence, Feng Ling drove directly back to another apartment nearby.
Originally, Ji Nuan wanted Feng Ling to live with her, so she would have a companion, but after all, Xiao Ba was living with Ji Nuan. Although Feng Ling liked Xiao Ba quite a lot, but that kind of noisy personality made her feel uncomfortable. She couldn't bear to be with Xiao Ba for 24 hours, so she simply lived outside by herself.
But she lives very close to Ji Nuan, and it's only five or six minutes' walk away.
After returning to the apartment, Feng Ling took off his coat and went to take a shower immediately.
After taking a shower, pick up the hair dryer and stand in front of the mirror to dry your hair.
Her hair was already longer than below her shoulders, and she wanted to cut it short a few times before, but was stopped by Ji Nuan.
Ji Nuan could tell that she didn't mention Li Nanheng and the XI base now. Even though she didn't know what happened, she knew that Feng Ling's attitude towards the past was very decisive, as if she wanted to cut everything off.
So Ji Nuan also said in passing: "You have been dressing yourself up as a tomboy for so many years, and now it's time to completely change yourself. There is no need to cut your hair. If you feel uncomfortable, you can simply trim it." It doesn't matter if you usually tie it up or let it loose. Now that you stand in front of me like this, it makes me feel that you are no longer the Feng Ling you used to be. In short, I will feel that you are still the same as before."
Feng Ling didn't want to be the same as before.
She wants to change.
She really wanted to cut off all traces of the past, even if it was just a shadow that resembled her former self.
Memories often remind people of many things, and she doesn't want to recall them.
But she didn't go to the barber shop outside to get her hair done, and she simply wore a black baseball cap every day, and occasionally her hair was tied behind her head into a short ponytail, and occasionally scattered on her shoulders, and she only wore a hat.
She is still used to wearing those tracksuits, because they feel comfortable and not restrictive.
But Mr. Center once said something specifically about her usual attire, saying that the business world in the UK pays great attention to etiquette. For some important signing occasions and business contact occasions, you must wear formal clothes or dresses. It is not advisable to wear a student look or a gym coach look.
After being ordered by Mr. Center several times, Feng Ling still has no intention of changing his dressing idea.
It was Xiao Ba and Ji Nuan who worried for her.
MN Group is booming now. Although Ji Nuan is busy, she is not as hard-working as in the previous few months. It is rare to find time to take Feng Ling to a certain place in London with Xiaoba. A commercial street, leading her into a department store.
One Ji Nuan is fine, the key is that Ji Nuan is still with Xiao Ba, one of these two people, one is not paying attention, the other keeps talking beside him, Feng Ling looks at the clothes they helped him choose, his head is getting bigger .
"This skirt is pretty good. The top is a very plain style, and the bottom has some pleated designs added to the simple style. The talent should feel smooth on the body." Ji Nuan picked up a pearl-colored skirt and held it up to Feng Ling. In front of her, she just swayed in front of Feng Ling like this, and after confirming that Feng Ling's skin could control any color, she directly stuck the skirt on her body like this, and said with great satisfaction: "Pretty, this is very beautiful, Feng Ling, hurry up and try it on."
"Ji Nuan." Feng Ling was helpless, and raised his hand to push the clothes away, but Ji Nuan pressed the dress on her body forcefully, staring at her: "Don't you remember what I said? And what did Mr. Center say about you? Have you forgotten? Even if you don’t like to wear it normally, you should always have a few pieces, right? I can borrow it, but we both wear different sizes, and you won't be comfortable wearing it."
Saying that, before Feng Ling could speak again, Ji Nuan turned around and asked the clerk to guide Feng Ling, and took her to the fitting room.
Feng Ling was helpless, and took the clothes into the fitting room. It's not like she hasn't worn dresses. When she was in the base before, she actually wore them when she was wearing women's clothes, and they were sexier than this kind of clothes. It was tighter, and she was not used to it when she wore it, but she had to wear it.
This is fine now, but suddenly she changed the way she dressed.
In fact, baseball caps and tracksuits are really comfortable.
She stood in the fitting room and looked at herself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and then at the pearl-colored dress in her hand.
Xiaoba outside stood outside and urged: "Feng Ling, don't waste your time. Mr. Ji took time out today to accompany you shopping and buying clothes, instead of looking at the monk's face and the Buddha's face. Her time is so precious now. I still think about you all the time, you should show some face and change your clothes quickly!"
Feng Ling: "..."
A few minutes later.
The door of the fitting room opened.
Seeing Feng Ling walk out, Xiao Ba, who was drinking milk tea while waiting for her outside, almost splashed the milk tea all over himself——