It's just that Jiang Yan still can't say such words, he just said with a smile: "Then sit down!" Jiang Yan led the two of them to sit on the sofa.

Wang Hong came to his son's new company in Donghai City for the first time, looked left and right, very satisfied, looked at Wang Mengyao, very heartfelt: "Look at it, if it weren't for Yaoyao, you really don't know how to pay attention to your body, Yaoyao, just let him go to the hotel by himself, don't always make soup for him, this will make your little hands age prematurely." Wang Hong pulled up Wang Mengyao, how to see how you like it.

The expression on Jiang Yan's face froze, he really didn't pay attention, today, this Miss Wang came with a thermos bucket in her hand.

Wang Mengyao was a little embarrassed: "Aunt Hong, you see what you said, taking care of Brother Jiang Yan is what I should do." As he spoke, he opened the thermos bucket and said to Jiang Yan, "Brother Jiang Yan, take a break, drink a little soup, and replenish your brain." ”

Jiang Yan nodded: "Thank you!" ”

In fact, he didn't have the heart to taste what this soup tasted like, but he seemed to have experienced the taste of the soup in a nearby restaurant, but Jiang Yan would not say anything.

"Okay, son, I'll have dinner with Yaoyao's parents on the weekend, and you two can come together." Wang Hongti yì.

Jiang Yan had no choice but to nod, because at present, the Jiang Group was on the right track, and nothing was so busy.

At noon, Feng Mo walked out of a private room, with a faint smell of wine in his mouth and some uncertain light in his eyes, but it could not affect his calmness.

In Feng's villa, the phone rang suddenly in Feng Zhiyuan's quiet study: "Mr. Zhang, why did you remember to call me?" ”

The other end of the phone smiled softly: "We are old friends, I won't call you if I'm fine, do you know who made an appointment with me at noon today?" ”

Feng Zhiyuan also smiled: "You think I am a god?" Who asked you out, how will I know? ”

"It's your precious son Feng Mo." Mr. Zhang didn't sell it, and said very bluntly.

When he heard the name Feng Mo, Feng Zhiyuan's hand still trembled: "Lao Zhang, he invited you?" What's the trouble with that kid? ”

Mr. Zhang smiled slightly, and knew that although Feng Zhiyuan didn't care much about Feng Mo on the surface, in fact, the blood of father and son, this is something that flows in the bones, and he can't hide it if he wants to, so he explained: "Feng Mo, this kid's words, he actually wanted to attack the golden bottle, originally I thought he was joking, but later I found out that this kid is serious!" ”

Feng Zhiyuan frowned even more, and took down the gold bottle, which requires a huge amount of money, an easy to carry with him, can he eat it, and then, Feng Zhiyuan was puzzled, although he and his son are not often together, but he also knows that Feng Mo is not this kind of person who is happy to make great achievements, this time, why is it so abnormal? !

Mr. Zhang knew that Feng Zhiyuan's mind was very clear, and he would understand a lot of things without saying more, so he hung up the phone when he said that there were still things.

After the "report" was over, Mr. Zhang left the private room, looked back at the gold bottle, he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling, feeling that he was not as good as a newcomer, how passionate the wind and desert were, just in the private room of the gold bottle, he calmly said that he wanted to buy the gold bottle!

Feng Mo has already driven back to Yi Suite, fortunately, Yi Portable has been very stable for a while, and on the American side, because of Su Qi's help, Yang Ning no longer complained, nor was he too busy.

Twenty minutes before getting off work, Feng Mo closed his laptop, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, because he remembered Xia Zishan, he was thinking, tonight, should he take Xia Zishan to Yunfan Villa, he suddenly liked the quiet life there.

At this time, Feng Mo's mobile phone rang, and when he saw that it was Feng Zhiyuan's number, his heart still beat a little unnaturally, his every action in the United States was because he wanted to deal with the Feng Group, could it be that Feng Zhiyuan was aware of it?

But immediately, Feng Mo smiled, no matter how smart Feng Zhiyuan was, he would not guess what his company in the United States was for!

"Daddy!" Feng Mo calmly picked up the phone.

"Xiao Mo, you and Zishan haven't been back for a while, do you have time to come back today?" Feng Zhiyuan sent out the invitation very bluntly.

Feng Mo refused without thinking about it: "Dad, what do you think will happen if I go with Zishan?" This time, not only your wife, but even my eldest brother Fengyun won't give us a good face, right? ”

Feng Zhiyuan frowned: "Xiao Mo, then ......, forget it." Feng Zhiyuan wanted to continue to say something, but he still didn't say it.

Feng Mo thought that this would be the end, but in the next sentence, Feng Zhiyuan actually said: "If you don't want to come to the house, then I'll go out and let Uncle Fu send me, I'll book a private room, call Shang Zishan, let's just sit together, how about it?" ”

Feng Mo couldn't have imagined that Feng Zhiyuan would put his posture so low, so if he didn't agree, it would seem that he was too unkind, and Feng Zhiyuan said this, Feng Mo's reason just now was completely untenable, and in the end, Feng Mo had no choice but to nod: "Okay, Dad, I'll take Zishan over, you don't have to worry about it, I'll position it." ”

Feng Zhiyuan said deliberately: "You are busy with work, busy with school, I am an old man at home, I'll order it, we will be in Jinzun!" ”

"No way!" I was talking about Xia Zishan just now, and now I suddenly heard the word Jin Zhu, out of the mentality of protecting Xia Zishan, Feng Mo denied it very out of shape, but as soon as the two words came out, Feng Mo became a little annoyed, when did he become so emotional, and his feelings were exposed, which is definitely a taboo as a businessman, especially a big businessman!

Feng Zhiyuan slightly hooked the corners of his lips on the other end of the phone, but he still asked with some confusion in his tone: "What's wrong with Jin Zhu, as for making you so dissatisfied?" ”

"No, Dad, not much." Feng Mo hung his head, he believed that Feng Zhiyuan would never give up, because he had never been so out of shape.

Hearing that his son still wanted to continue to insist, Feng Zhiyuan continued to play this uneasy routine and played cards: "That ......"

However, as soon as Feng Zhiyuan opened his mouth to say a word, Feng Mo interrupted: "Dad, let's eat together, I'll find a place, and then I'll inform you, and when the time comes, I'll explain it to you, is that okay?" ”

Feng Zhiyuan's goal was achieved, he just wanted to know why Feng Mo was crazy to buy the gold bottle, and after a little silence, Feng Zhiyuan nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for your call." (To be continued.) )