Old Man Feng walked over with a dragon head cane, he was dressed in a Chinese tunic and still looked like a scholar, and he fell on Mo Bei: "Little friend, we meet again." ”“

"This is for you." Mo Bei's attitude is neither humble nor arrogant, and he is cold with respect for his elders: "They are all warm fruits, and they won't hurt the stomach." ”

Old man Feng has always liked to know how to count etiquette.

Although he is indeed a businessman, yes.

But the age is there.

In their day, you always had to bring something with you when you went to someone's house.

The Chinese gift is not virtual, but has a human touch in it.

Today's young people don't pay attention to these things.

The Xiaoice kid in front of him, if it wasn't for his grandson to take a detour, it really didn't pick it.

The most important thing is that even if you know his identity.

The eyes were still the same as they were first seen, without any flattering elements.

Mr. Feng has been in business for many years and has seen countless people of all kinds.

Like a teenager, who has experienced everything, but still hasn't changed, is too little and too little.

Perhaps, this is the reason why his grandson treats him differently.

Old Man Feng didn't let his thoughts be exposed, and took the fruit basket with a smile: "At this point, Nell should learn." ”

Feng Nai only smiled casually, and did not say anything.

After all, he didn't believe that the old man just wanted to treat them to a meal.

"Come in and sit." Old Man Feng's purpose is indeed impure, but the more people look at it, the more satisfied they become, and they are still thinking about what to say for a while, so that the ice boy will not be disgusted with him.

This is the first time that Old Man Feng has been a wicked person, and he has been so unruly.

However, his grandson has changed so much because of him that Old Man Feng has to take care of it.

"Today's game, I watched it." Old man Feng: "It's a good fight." ”

Mo Bei's courtesy has always been: "Thank you." ”

Old Man Feng sat down and changed his voice: "However, there are too many negative rumors. ”

Feng Nai sighed: "Grandpa can have something to say." ”

"You're too close." Old Man Feng seemed to be just stating the facts: "You have taken over the Feng family now, what?" Do you want him to be involved in an inexplicable scandal with you? Let people think that his strength is obtained by you? ”

When Feng Nai heard this, his eyebrows twisted slightly.

Old Man Feng instructed the housekeeper unhurriedly: "Bring the soup first, let Mo Shao taste it." ”

It was as if this conversation was nothing more than the teaching of the elders to the younger ones.

Feng Nai's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly hooked his lips: "Since grandpa watched the game, he should understand that it was this little brother who took me to fly, in the e-sports industry, there is only strength, and there is no fake." ”

When Old Man Feng picked up the soup spoon, his aura was obviously different from before.

He, a grandson who can't be relieved, is now going to fight with him?

Originally, Old Man Feng didn't want to say it too thoroughly, after all, he didn't like that ice boy who felt that he was a stubborn feudal old man.

But now, it can only be a little bit.

"Nair, you are the heir of the Feng family, and your every move will affect the company's image." Old Man Feng put down the porcelain bowl, and his voice was unhurried: "It's okay for you to usually contact people, but no matter how good the boys are, you must keep your distance and don't let others see the joke." ”

When Feng Nai heard this, he was about to refute.

Over there, Mo Bei opened his mouth: "The old man is right, no matter how good the boys are, they must keep their distance." ”