Chapter 313: Three hundred and thirteen

Such a sentence.

All of a sudden.

Yang Mengruo couldn't laugh anymore.

Because I can't hear what it means.

It was Xiang Guo who understood: "Brother, you, you." ”

In order to find a good step, Xiang Guocai changed the conversation: "They are real fans, I don't go around in circles, you should know that the national competition has begun, I have never been a club before, and the company really doesn't have any good agents, if you can take the time to dial a little, my brother will know your feelings." ”

"Mr. Xiang." Feng Yi chuckled, like a fox: "You mean to let me put down the tens of millions of business at hand and take your children?" ”

Xiang Guocai was stunned.

Feng Yi shook his wine glass: "It's not impossible." ”

Xiang Guocai's eyes lit up, and he thought that he had prepared the conditions for the other party's talks.

"I could have sold a single item to save face." The corners of Feng Yi's mouth raised: "But I especially hate the routine of pretending to be a fan, you say, you two children, why bother, just play games well, think about so many crooked ways." ”

This time it's not just Yang Mengruo.

Even Lu Yifan's face was a little stiff.

Xiang Guocai still wanted to speak again.

Feng Yi's eyes changed, as if he was a little chilled: "Mr. Xiang, I'm a person, I really don't like people to make a fuss about the Imperial League, since it's a private party, I drink and dance, I'm a businessman now, businessmen are basically mercenary, but if they are upset, it's another matter." ”

Xiang Guocai smiled stubbornly at this time: "My brother is right, drink, drink." ”

Such an atmosphere.

Only Feng Yi can turn his head and continue to laugh and talk with others as if nothing happened.

Lu Yifan and Yang Meng really can't stay.

These two people are basically held in today's circle.

Even if Feng Yi is overseas, he should be clear, after all, the network is so developed.

How can you treat them as nothing?

In fact, Lu Yifan and Yang Mengruo really thought too much about this.

The day the Imperial League was dissolved.

Feng Yi became his young master of the Feng family and never watched the game again.

The Feng family is a huge family, and they are very busy doing business every day, where do they have time to know who they are.

However, Yang Mengruo and Lu Yifan should be glad that Feng Yi did not have contact in this aspect, otherwise, the situation would be completely different.

Another five minutes passed.

Xiang Guocai took Yang Mengruo and Lu Yifan to take advantage of the gap and left.

As soon as he got into the car, Xiang Guocai's face sank.

Yang Mengruo's mobile phone kept ringing, and it was a prompt message.

This made Xiang Guocai even more annoyed: "Turn it off." ”

Yang Mengruo replied with a "yes" and said, "Mr. Xiang, what will we say after we go back." ”

The news has been released, and the face must be returned.

Saying that Feng Yi disagrees, isn't that a slap in the face.

Xiang Guocai understands this truth better than Yang Mengruo.

Lu Yifan clenched his hands tightly, and his voice was lowered: "I just keep putting out the news, anyway, Feng Yi also said just now that he doesn't care about this matter, and others are overseas." ”

This sentence can be regarded as speaking to Xiang Guocai's heart: "Just do what Yifan says." ”

But they don't know it.

It was the same night.

Because of their appearance, Feng Yi had the idea of going to his private account to check it out, and after logging in, he found that his youngest nephew had sent him an email......