"Or not?"
At nine o'clock in the morning, Feng Yi, who hadn't slept all night, looked up at the assistant who walked into the office.
The assistant's embarrassed look can be seen one or two: "The phone is still not answered over there."
"It seems that the He family doesn't even intend to give the old man face." Feng Yi stood up, his brows furrowed even more.
"My nephew, what's the situation now?"
Just as the assistant was about to answer, he saw the scene on the other side of the sofa.
Well, that suit is, it belongs to the boss.
Under the suit is... Secretary Shen!
The assistant hurriedly averted his eyes, as if he had discovered something important.
You must know that when the young master sent him to look at Vice President Feng, the main reason was to find Miss Mo earlier.
Now that Ms. Mo is back, there is a problem with the young master, and I didn't have time to let him go, so I wouldn't let him see this scene!
Feng Yi waited for a while, but he didn't hear any noise, so he simply followed the assistant's gaze and saw that the man was not sleeping well, so he said in a low voice, "Go out and talk."
The assistant is still confused.
So much so that Vice President Feng then asked him: "How long does my nephew plan to let you stay with me?"
He replied intuitively: "It's fine to stay for more than a month, who knows..."
Having said that, the assistant paused, and hurriedly looked at Feng Yi!
"President Feng, listen to my explanation, the matter..."
Feng Yi interrupted him: "Over there, my nephew should have made a lot of enemies. Go and tell him that no matter what happens, you must trust Mo Bei, otherwise he will be the one who will regret it in the future."
"But now the young master..."
"It's the same no matter what his situation is."
"yes."
For Feng Nai, it was not in a good mood to receive such an order when they came together.
Feng Yi was an impression in his memory, a man like a fox, no one would be happy if he expected him to do so.
However, sitting next to him, the cool temperature that would be touched on his forehead from time to time made him less irritable.
"Does your head still hurt?"
Mo Bei's profile has always been good-looking, but this time he is even more petty.
It all stems from the fact that Feng Nai rubbed his temples as soon as he woke up, with an impatient get-up air. Although his eyebrows and eyes are pretty, people can still feel his hostility.
However, what made Mo Bei look soft was that even so, he did not forget to maintain his gentle personality.
A sick child alive and well.
The driver didn't want to talk anymore.
The young master was indeed in poor health before. But it is not so bad.
It looks like it's faked.
This time, Lao Wang guessed wrong.
Feng Nai didn't pretend, his personality wasn't stable yet, and it was normal to have a wrong body temperature.
"Um."
Outside, Feng Nai restrained himself a lot, after all, there were still people around.
In this way, he didn't know how many people planned to force Mo Bei to give up the competition spot today.
If the memory can be shared, his gentleness will be stained with blood.
Not common, many things, not easy to deal with.
That's why this time, Mr. Feng chose the butler to go with him.
For Feng Nai with this personality, he only plays games to let Mo Bei know that he can do what that person can do, but at the core, he still wants to find his childhood toys.
such a position.
Old Man Feng was very worried that he would be unstable, not to mention that the He family was determined to expel Bei Bei.
He Long really thought so, frowning while drinking tea.
"This is the first number of calls. This player named Mo Bei has a tough backstage."
(end of this chapter)