If he could, Lan Yude would not marry the woman named Huo Xin for the rest of his life, the person he didn't want to let go, but wanted to "Huode" her for the rest of his life.

After lunch, Feng Minglang hugged his daughter-in-law and chatted, but their thoughts were interrupted by the phone.

"Minglang, at three o'clock in the afternoon, a press conference will be held in the ten-mile banquet hall."

"That, little uncle, ......" Feng Minglang, who wanted to be the shopkeeper, let out a sigh of relief, and said in a hurry: "Your nephew and I, I don't have time for the newlywed Yan'er today, please ask your old man to take me to handle it!" ”

"I've served you, and I'll bring you a happy newlywed and Cher." Lan Yude smiled, he knew in his heart that his nephew was probably going to give him the position and let him be the head of the Feng family and the Lan family.

Feng Minglang grinned: "Hmm." After putting down the phone, he nodded and said, "Is this what a gentleman should do?" ”

At three o'clock in the afternoon, at the press conference.

Lan Yude was dressed in a light blue suit, which had changed his previous gentle temperament, and sat in the chairman's position with cold eyes.

"Mr. Lan, may I ask why you are holding this meeting today."

"This meeting is convened today to announce that Feng Minglang, CEO of the Fenglan Foundation, and Miss Huo Ning have a disagreement and have agreed to dissolve the marriage."

"Is it just because of emotional incompatibility? How did we hear that Mr. Feng had married another woman? ”

"Yes, that's what I'm going to talk about next. Mr. Feng Minglang married her first girlfriend, Miss Xia Sixue, today. ”

"Mr. Lan, Mr. Feng Minglang and Miss Huo broke up, is it because the two families have a feud?"

"Who said this, and why do you ask?" The slightly lowered head slowly raised, and Lan Yude's deep eyes stared at the reporter friend who spoke.

A newspaper reporter came with an order to ask the question: "That's just everyone's speculation!" ”

"Your speculation must also be based on, if there is no evidence, it is slander, I can tell you, after all, I am the son-in-law of the Huo family."

Lan Yude knew that the reporter in front of him had someone from the Huo family who came to test his bottom line.

"Yes, what Mr. Lan said is what we are talking about." The person who was bought by the Huo family, after hearing such words, naturally couldn't talk nonsense.

Lan Yude coldly: "Snort", not looking at the media reporter in front of him, got up and walked towards the back door.

Mougin, Lan Yude's assistant, also stood up from his chair when he saw the boss leave with an iron face.

"Okay, that's the end of today's interview, Mr. Lan still has important business, please go back!"

A reporter from a magazine asked the beautiful woman in front of him.

"Miss Mu, may I ask you, is there a trend towards the development of the Fenglan Consortium in the catering industry?"

"Naturally, we won't let go of any money-making project." Mu Ran said with a smile, and then left the venue with Lan Yude.

Feng Minglang was not in the company, and he Lan Yude was too busy to open the glue, and when he returned home, it was already past dinner time.

"I'm back, wash my hands and eat!"

The gentle and virtuous Huo Xin, after making dinner, warmed it up over and over again, just to wait for her beloved husband to have dinner.

When she heard the footsteps, she glanced at the time, and saw that it was already past eight o'clock, so she hurriedly walked over and grabbed the man's briefcase.

Lan Yude unbuttoned his suit, and was not in a very good mood: "Hmm", glanced at the courteous woman, and walked towards the bathroom.