In front of Shen Fei, that bit of pride naturally disappeared!

After all, no matter how powerful Situ Feng was, he was still working under his hands.

People under the eaves have to bow their heads!

Facing the respect from Situ Feng and his wife, Shen Fei remained calm and smiled almost jokingly: "Your name is Situ Feng?"

"I was outside just now, and I heard you say the word trash, I don't know, who are you talking about?"

"No, no, young master, please don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about him." Situ Feng seemed to be afraid that Shen Fei would misunderstand, so he quickly explained that what he scolded was Ye Fan's trash.

"Oh? You say he's a waste?" Shen Fei was puzzled immediately, "He has all four limbs and five internal organs, why is he a waste?"

"Master Shen, you don't know yet. This guy is a well-known wimp in our Yunzhou. He is a big man, not to mention being a son-in-law. Nothing can be achieved, no thought of making progress.�

Situ Feng talked repeatedly.

While speaking, he poured Shen Fei a cup of tea with a flattering face.

Shen Fei listened, and the smile on his face became even bigger: "So that's the case. Then what do you think, how does the wretch in your mouth compare to you?"

"This..." Situ Feng smiled, and answered with some embarrassment.

After all, it's not good to praise yourself.

At this time, the importance of the wife is highlighted.

Sure enough, Yuan Yuan took the conversation, and then said with a smile: "Young Master Shen, this is naturally no way to compare with my husband, Afeng."

"Afeng is young and promising. Before he was thirty, he already worked as a project manager in Shen Group."

"There are dozens of people under his control."

"A successful career is the pillar of the family."

"Conscientious and proactive."

"As for Ye Fan, he's just a trash who eats soft food. Compared with my husband, that's the difference between clouds and mud, and it's a thousand miles away."

Yuan Yuan said proudly, while speaking, he looked at Qiu Mucheng and Ye Fan as if showing off.

That way, it's like telling Qiu Mucheng, did you hear me, this is the huge gap between your husband and my husband.

Ye Fan didn't speak, and still sat there quietly drinking tea.

But Qiu Mucheng looked at Yuan Yuan with an inexplicable gaze.

As for Han Li and his wife, the more they listened, the more they felt ashamed. Han Li looked at Ye Fan, as if wishing to cut him into pieces.

Sure enough, as long as my daughter didn't divorce this wimp, their family would be looked down upon.

Shen Fei listened and nodded: "It turns out that this is what you rely on."

"Just because your husband has a job, and Miss Qiu's husband doesn't, so you look down on him and think he's a waste."

"In that case..."

Shen Fei paused for a moment, then picked up his mobile phone, and called the group's personnel director: "Director Meng, I'm Shen Fei." JrNovels.com