Kyoto, 21st century.

"President, Mu Nian has already sent a text message just now: the project in Europe has been negotiated" Late summer was busy with the work at hand, and glanced at Mr. Feng sitting opposite from time to time.

I saw that their Mr. Feng was not surprised, his eyebrows and eyes were flat, hey, he really deserved to be their Mr. Feng, as if everything was under control.

"Well, there's more" Feng took a sip of coffee absently, nodded, and continued to ask

"And ......" Wan Xia just wanted to say, but saw Mu Jin running over in a panic and closed his mouth in time.

"Light, it's not good, because of Feng Huanlian's trouble, the project we finally negotiated is gone! We've been talking about it for three months! How much profit has been lost?! Song Mujin shook the document lightly at Fengfeng, with an angry face

Feng Qingqing raised her eyebrows, staring at the document thrown by Song Mujin on the table, silent.

Song Mujin was stunned for a while, hurriedly put away the documents she threw out, and said while collecting them, "Don't mind, don't be angry, my fault little fairy, it's all my fault."

Feng Qingqing got up from the chair and carefully flipped through the documents, "So many? ”

"No! Light, if you want me to say that she is not your biological sister, at most, I am talking about the most, her mother called your father's father's uncle's daughter's grandson called her brother, so far away relatives you still value her so much, you said that if she is like you, well, so good, our branch must have no complaints, the key is that she has a face that can be seen, nothing! You still value her so much, you said that your eyesight is usually good, what's the matter, it's ......" Song Mujin sighed and sighed when he said it

"You don't understand Jinzi, she saved my life." Feng Qingqing smiled.

In an instant, it was like a peony blooming. However, Feng Qingqing is more noble than the peony, and he can't seem to find anything to describe it, anyway, Song Mujin felt that he had become a bent at that time.

"Mu Jin, wipe your saliva" Late Summer took out a tissue and handed it to Mu Jin.

"Bah, what nonsense do you talk about in late summer, it's all because you are light and light, and you are a disaster." Song Mujin swallowed his saliva and said

"Blame me." Feng sat down lightly.

"Light!"

As soon as Song Mujin wanted to sit down, he heard Feng Lian's voice, his buttocks trembled in shock, and he sat on the ground.

"Light, I'm finally able to see you!" Feng Huanlian stepped on 80,000 high heels, carrying a LV bag to separate Feng Qingqing from Song Mujin.

"Eh, my aunt, don't be my hands, I have to wash my hands when I turn back!" Song Mujin hurriedly withdrew his hand.

I made a look and went out with late summer.

…… Feng Huanlian came here to complain. Feng Qingqing took advantage of this time to deal with several problems of the company, and prepared to go out to eat with Feng Skirtlian.

"Light, is it true that you said last time that you would give me all your bequeath and property?" Feng Huanlian suddenly said to Feng Qingqing.

She knows that Feng Qingqing is short-lived in this life.