Three commercial vehicles, one Bentley, approached the terminal together.
The club manager was having a hard time. He sat there wiping his sweat and said in a low voice, "Mr. Feng, will this be too conspicuous? After all, there are still rumors about the young master. If we go like this, the media will definitely swarm you." Come up, and those fans who want the young master and bey to retire, they are all staying at the airport, if this... "
"If my nephew can't even handle this, then there's no need to go to Milan." Feng Yi raised his hand and glanced at the time: "If this was according to my previous temper, you should have been kicked out of the car long ago , Manager Li."
Manager Li froze. Although he was afraid, he was still doing what should be done.
The young master is sick, and Mr. Feng is not worried.
The Feng family is really ruthless.
No one can escape from the storm of public opinion.
Everyone is the same.
After all, if it wasn't for the public opinion, Bey wouldn't have disappeared for nearly a year.
The young master will not become what he is now.
Manager Li sighed, the only thing he was looking forward to now was that the road to Milan would go smoothly.
It is impossible to go smoothly, just look at how many people are outside the terminal building, you will know.
In the commercial vehicle, Zhao Sanpang sat on the co-pilot, like a professional tour guide, never leaving his hands on the horn.
As for the two people in the public opinion center.
A man with a clear face straightened the collar of Little Devil Bo.
The other one propped his jaw, his eyes turned cold, and he almost wrote "Why is this kid still here" on that face suitable for being a young master.
Little Devil Bo naturally sensed the other party's hostility.
The tiger teeth were bared, and she smiled innocently: "Sister Bey, your hair."
After finishing speaking, he raised his little hand and pressed Mo Bei's hair.
That little face looked handsome and well-behaved, like a young son of a family.
In order to make it more convenient for him, Mo Bei turned his body to one side.
Little Devil Bo has never lost in the competition for favor.
Just like who said he was short, he remembered it clearly in his notebook.
After all, ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.
Young Master Feng also knew what this brat was up to.
But the scene in front of him still made him uncontrollably sink his eyes, and even the air around him became colder.
The cat, cat and bear sitting next to him didn't dare to speak.
What can he do.
I really don't want to go to the bathroom anymore.
Nothing.
The boss still stared at him.
Cat, Cat and Bear didn't know what the boss meant when he saw him, so he sat up straight and blinked.
Feng Nai's voice was flat: "Are you uncomfortable sitting here?"
Cat, Cat And Bear breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that the boss was caring about him.
I don't know why, but I am very moved!
The boss actually lost his memory, and he still remembered that he was sitting in the wrong position and would get motion sickness.
"Boss, don't worry, I'm not the same as before, I was dizzy when I came here..."
Feng Nai raised his eyes and interrupted him: "Since you're motion sick, let's change with Mo Bei and let her sit with me."
Cat, Cat and Bear: This? ? ?
Feng Nai's eyes were cold, with a deep meaning: "Don't hold on if you're uncomfortable."
Cat, Cat and Bear: ... Is he supposed to be uncomfortable
Feng Nai looked at him, and slowly narrowed his eyes, the meaning was obvious, if you don't cooperate, you will die.
Cat, Cat, and Bear shuddered coldly: "I'm so dizzy, I'm about to die, brother, come on, hurry up, let's change!"
Boss, he is acting like a demon again!
(end of this chapter)