Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me Chapter 188

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Chapter 188: Too boring

The next week was tight and orderly.

It was time to recuperate and recuperate. Additionally, he would be able to cook the phone porridge three or four times a day. In this week, Feng Lixin had survived by relying on his pa.s.sionate phone calls.

What was supposed to go to school; Xueluo was recently busy with the last English Level 6 exam. Xueluo felt that he could no longer be as focused and focused as before. All of a sudden, Feng Xinglang's charming and handsome face would pop out of her mind, and continuously linger and appear in her mind. It was as if she was possessed, and couldn't be removed no matter how hard she tried. It occupied every single one of her sensory cells.

Ever since he found such a voice mimic for Feng Lixin, it had become much quieter. It was as if Feng Lixin had been thrown into a honeypot, Feng Tian had always been concerned about giving Lan Youyou a cooker of rice porridge.

When meeting with Lan Youyou, perhaps Feng Lixin who had a broken face was a little embarra.s.sed, and had to hide it from him; but since they were separated by the phone, he and Lan Youyou could have an even better relations.h.i.+p.

Of course, he had not realised that Lan Youyou on the other end of the phone was just a voice mimic. Under Feng Xinglang's guidance, when she should be delicate she would never be strong, and when she should be arrogant she would never be tender. Not only did her voice sound similar to Lan Youyou's, even the way she spoke was the same tune.

Thus, Feng Xinglang was able to spare some time to manage the affairs of the GK Group.

Venture capital was basically stagnant. Currently, it was only used to stabilize a few relatively profitable businesses. After years of acc.u.mulation, the GK Group has a solid foundation.

"President Feng, after a week of meticulous investigation and gathering of evidence, I've discovered that there are people maliciously shorting the Feng Group's stock market. This group of people first bought a large amount of shares sealed in the low limit, raising the price of the shares to create the false impression that the Feng Group's stock market was flouris.h.i.+ng. When the time was right, they would sell off a large amount and circle the money and leave. This led to a sharp drop in the share price of the Feng Group. "

This shrewd Wall Street woman was arranged by Feng Xinglang to enter the financial department of Feng Group. Of course, Feng Xinglang would not helplessly watch as his big brother Feng Lixin painstakingly managed the Feng Family Group fall into Feng Yiming's hands.

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes like a fox hunting its prey. "Those who have the ability to maliciously short the Feng Group's stock market, will definitely be big fis.h.!.+"

"Are you saying that this big fish is related to Lan Youyou? Maybe he is the mastermind? " a.s.sistant Nina made clear the meaning behind Feng Xinglang's words.

"It seems like this time, not only does he want our lives, he also wants our money!"

Feng Xinglang wore a solemn and cold face, his entire being was wrapped in a dark and evil aura, making him look extremely frightening.

"Then, should I use Lan Youyou as a bait to lure out this big fish?"

"But why do I feel like this big fish already knows that Lan Youyou is in my hands? But he didn't fall into her trap … Instead, you're dealing with the Feng Clan? "

Feng Xinglang's gaze fell on the man who stood erect at the side like a statue.

His name is Cong Gang. A person that Ye Xiaonian had always feared. He was as cold and detached as a man from the world. In Cong Gang's eyes, there was never a distinction between men and women, only between the living and the dead.

Feng Xinglang normally would not use Cong Gang. Because Cong Gang was truly a too boring person.

Under normal circ.u.mstances, Feng Xinglang would only mix in with Ye Nian: Going for a ride, going to the black market to fight, going to the Night Villa to take care of women, Ye Nian was always a good companion.

But Cong Gang was different, because he was too boring and only knew how to complete some very direct missions.

Actually, Feng Xinglang did not know much about Cong Gang. When he picked up Cong Gang from Chinatown, he was already on the verge of death. His body was covered with wounds from slashes and gunshot wounds. It was as though he had been fished out of a pool of blood. The sticky smell of blood a.s.saulted his nostrils, causing him to feel nauseous.

And the truth proved that Cong Gang's life was truly tough enough!

Cong Gang was very loyal. Just by this point, it was enough for Feng Xinglang to keep him by her side.

To be honest, Cong Gang was very suitable to be used as a decoration. In the hour since Feng Xinglang entered the office, he was only able to maintain a motionlessly standing posture. If one didn't look carefully, one would think that it was a sculpture.

His face was hard and his body was as straight as a javelin. Both of his hands were crossed in front of his stomach. The center of his palm was a thick coc.o.o.n and the veins on the back of his hand were obvious. He just stood there quietly, like a small mountain that could not be moved.

"Cong Gang, you go and guard my brother."

Unless absolutely necessary, Feng Xinglang would not use Cong Gang to guard Feng Lixin. Cong Gang was a rather bored person and those he guarded, would undoubtedly have lost their freedom and would feel very uncomfortable.

"Remember not to interfere too much with my brother's freedom. He didn't like being watched all day. You can just stand guard outside. "

Cong Gang just lowered his head slightly. It looked like he couldn't really speak Chinese, but he seemed to be able to understand Feng Xinglang's words.

Lunch hour. Feng Xinglang rushed to the hospital.

"Youyou didn't come?"

Feng Lixin instinctively looked behind Feng Xinglang and Nanny An, and laid back on the sickbed in disappointment.

"It's good that she doesn't come, it's better if she doesn't. It'll save her the fright of my disfigured appearance." It had been over a week since he last saw Lan Youyou, and he looked to be extremely frustrated.

Realizing how First Young Master was sad, Nanny An hurriedly continued, "First Young Master, you have wronged Miss Lan. These past few days have coincidentally been her period of rest, and she is so tired that she doesn't even have the strength to eat anymore."

In fact, Nanny An was just making up an excuse. Coincidentally, the surnamed Leng, who happened to be in his physiological state, also asked Nanny An if he had any women's necessities, which was why the Nanny An thought of using this excuse to comfort First Young Master Feng Lixin.

"What?" Youyou was here for his rest? No wonder she hung up this morning without saying a word. "

Feng Lixin actually believed it, and had even activated his uncontrollable love and concern for her. "Nanny An, Youyou has been a n.o.ble since he was young, you have to take care of her well. Get a warm soup. Food should be rich in iron. "

"Cough, cough!" Feng Xinglang intentionally coughed twice, "Enough Feng Lixin, I'm really sore listening to you! Are you going to treat that woman as your own mother? "

Feng Lixin started to feel embarra.s.sed, and said to each other: "I can't compare to you at all, so why don't you go buy some things for Xueluo in the middle of the night! He just had to be concerned, and yet he had to put on an evil and cold face. Feng Xinglang, are you that embarra.s.sed? "

The two brothers had not fought like this for a long time. It was as if at this moment, he had returned to the harmony of half a year ago.

There was no need to ask, it had to be because the Nanny An was extremely cautious, that he had to report all the trivial matters regarding him and Lin Xueluo to Feng Lixin to him at all times. He really had nothing better to do.

"Oh right, Xueluo said on the phone that he wanted to get a divorce, what happened? How did you bully her? " Feng Lixin suddenly thought of something, and asked solemnly.