No matter how Feng Nai answered such a question, he would fall into a pit.
So Mo Bei didn't intend to let him face it alone.
What's more, these people beat him because of himself.
How could she allow it: "The game hasn't started yet, and the outcome is undecided."
Mo Bei's eyes swept over, neither humble nor overbearing, but there was an uneasy blackness in his eyes: "How did you judge that I have no strength?"
"It's really a junior." The surname Jiang shook his head: "I've heard about Miss Mo's background before, and I know that it is not easy for the Mo family to cultivate a talent. I guess I have devoted myself to you since childhood The strength of the whole family, but some things can't be cultivated without a foundation. Even if we don't watch the game, we can understand Miss Mo's performance. Is it difficult to judge this kind of thing?" He said. Looking at Mr. Feng: "In the Feng family, the order of the elders and the young has always been emphasized. If we ask Young Master Feng, it's not good for Ms. Mo to answer."
Old Master Feng moved his hand while holding the cane.
Feng Nai was beside him, seeming to smile: "My girlfriend answers the questions for me, what's wrong?"
"This is Feng's decision, so it can't be a joke." Mr. Li added fuel and jealousy beside him.
Feng Nai said casually: "Don't you all think that I am not suitable to be the helmsman? Then what does it have to do with Feng's decision if you ask me?"
"I, we..." Mr. Li stuttered.
The other person was scheming: "Young Master Feng, you mean to give up automatically? We, uncles, are also relieved to think about Feng's sake."
Wearing a top hat while grasping the handle is still a top hat that cannot be taken off.
But it's a pity.
What he met was Feng Nai.
Whether it is black or not.
Things he didn't care about at first.
Don't annoy him.
Then he does not guarantee that he can be a human being.
"What I mean is, you meddling in things you shouldn't meddle in, and forcing me, the helm of the Feng family, to step aside to see the Feng family in chaos? If you uncles think so, then you can continue.
When he said these words, he was gentle and gentle.
But if you look carefully, you can see that there is no warmth in those eyes.
He is getting weaker.
The more the three felt that this person they could not see the bottom of, they must get rid of it. "
"It seems that the examination is correct. There are usually delusions of persecution in paranoia." Mr. Chen shook his head, like an elder, and sighed: "The reason why we did this is for the good of the Feng family. In order to force you to give way, what you have done recently and your illness are the reasons why Fengshi is at the forefront of the storm. What can we do? Continue to let you mess around? Fengshi not only has us, the following There are still so many people waiting for their salaries, the stock market has fluctuated, how many shares have fallen, has Mr. Feng calculated it? I think Mr. Feng probably has no time, and the time is spent on romance. It doesn’t matter if you are in love , so that Feng's up and down will be implicated, since I am your uncle, I don't have to talk around so much, don't drag Feng's."
With the word dragging down, it was really uncomfortable for old man Feng to tighten his hand holding the leading crutch.
Whether it's for his grandson or for that child in Bei.
He felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't show it.
The more this kind of time, the more unhappy.
Thinking of this, old man Feng was about to speak.
Another voice came over: "The stock market is not absolutely uncontrollable."
(end of this chapter)