Leng Yuchen ignored Lan Xiangfeng's amorous smile, walked to the sofa on the other side, folded his legs, supported his jaw with his left hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at Lan Xiangfeng, his slightly cold voice suddenly sounded, "What are you looking for me?"

Talking about business, Lan Xiangfeng put away his laziness, let the two wine girls go out first, poured a glass of red wine for Leng Yuchen, and said with a straight face: "Phantom World Group is acquiring a large number of small and medium-sized companies, securities, banking and organizations. Recently, there are also very close transactions with external companies, shouldn't we be like this, sit back and wait for death?!"

Leng Yuchen listened to this, hooked his lips and sneered, "It seems that he is going to prepare for the expansion of his power, but even so, so what!"

The words were full of disdain, and he didn't pay attention to the move of the Phantom World Group at all. Because of these three words, Leng Yuchen's reputation in the Asian market and foreign countries is well-known. In China, Tingsheng Group and Lanshi Group occupy one side of the market, and have the name of Nanxiang and Beiyu.

The Phantom World Group is an overseas company based in City A, and its development in China has only been three years, so how can it be compared with them. But Leng Yuchen is never a person who will take it lightly, and he will definitely take countermeasures in advance.

Lan Xiangfeng smiled evilly, and gently shook the goblet in his hand to make the wine in the cup more mellow, "Then should we give the Phantom World Group a big gift to show our support?!"

There was excitement in his words, his starry eyes twinkling, and he savored the red liquid in the cup.

"I'll leave this matter to you, and as for the gifts to be given, you can consider it yourself, just don't lose face for me. ”

When Lan Xiangfeng heard this, his thin eyebrows frowned, and he didn't follow: "Hey, Yuchen, what are you talking about, don't lose your face." Young Master Ben's face is like gold, and he is a hundred times more important than you. Even if the president loses face, it can't make me lose face Lan Xiangfeng.

Someone becomes narcissistic and begins to talk endlessly. And Leng Yuchen hooked his lips and smiled lightly, like he was used to seeing it for a long time.

"Okay, now that the business is over, it's time to talk about President Lengda's private affairs. I heard that the Leng family is going to let you marry your rude and willful cousin, congratulations to you, haha~" Someone gloated and teased Leng Yuchen.

For Lan Xiangfeng's deliberate teasing, Leng Yuchen Junrong did not have a trace of waves, and replied lightly: "On the day of marriage, I will definitely let you experience what it feels like to be a groom official." ”

As soon as these words came out, Lan Xiangfeng, who was tasting the wine, was choked with a cough that was more than "cough... cough..."Putting the cup aside, he took the tissue on the table and wiped it, "What kind of international joke are you making to ask me to marry that dominatrix, then it is better to be alone for the rest of my life." ”

"It's good to know, talk less in the future, otherwise you will really be alone!"

Leng Yuchen's words made Lan Xiangfeng feel cold again and again. Everyone knows that the Lan clan in City A is famous for his flowers, and it is even more difficult for him not to touch women than to ascend to the sky.

Hearing this, Lan Xiangfeng pursed his lips, immediately changed to a flattering smile, and begged for mercy in resignation: "Yuchen, don't be so desperate, I won't ridicule you." ”

"It's good to know the proportions, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first. Drinking the red wine in the toast, Leng Yuchen got up and walked towards the door.

"So soon?!Leave me as soon as you finish talking about business, it's really heartless. As soon as Leng Yuchen stepped to the door, Lan Xiangfeng's dissatisfied shouting was heard.

The tall figure did not stop, and went out directly, leaving Lan Xiangfeng alone to mumble.

As soon as Leng Yuchen went out, the women who were waiting outside swarmed into the box.

The silver-white Lamborghini, driving towards the neon lights on the avenue, Leng Yuchen, who was sitting at the back of the car, looked at the window with black eyes flickering, which was difficult to understand.