The night was getting darker.
When Feng Nai walked to the balcony, he hadn't moved yet.
I saw the special secretary Lao Wang standing there.
After seeing him, he smiled: "Master, the chairman is drinking tea, do you want to come down and have a cup too?"
drink tea
It's almost like blocking him.
The old man really knows how to play more and more.
Feng Nai stood there casually: "No, I'll smoke a cigarette and go to sleep."
As he spoke, he tilted his head and lit a cigarette, then leaned against the balcony, his side face was as handsome as ever in the night.
The five or six thugs downstairs all knew one thing.
You don't even want to smoke.
You clearly want to climb over the wall in the middle of the night!
"Settled?" The old man finished handling the matter at hand, and stretched out his hand to press the center of his eyebrows.
Lao Wang said what he saw.
The old man couldn't help smiling: "Do you think he is depressed?"
Lao Wang: "It must be depressed."
Feng Nai didn't need to think about it, he also knew that the old man was celebrating in advance.
After playing routines for so many years, there is nothing new.
With a cigarette in his mouth, Feng Nai looked up at the night sky.
If it is not close to the final.
It's good for him to stay calm at home for two days.
If you don't stay calm, watch those two people getting intimate in the game.
He guessed that he would really lose control and pull people into the room and lock them up.
On this point, I probably really followed the old man.
Feng Nai knew where the old man's bottom line was.
Whatever he does, he won't interfere too much.
But don't get too obsessed with one thing.
Because he is the heir of the Feng family.
Perhaps too realistic.
But Feng Nai knew from a young age that he wouldn't play with many people.
Making friends really doesn't depend on family background.
But there will never be so many complicated things in a familiar environment.
It's not that I haven't thought about contacting people outside the system.
There are no such rules among children.
Complicated is grown-ups.
Whoever he plays with, whose parents will come to visit at home.
It is said to be a visit, but in fact it is just like meeting grandpa.
Grandpa always arranges for each other and gives them what they want.
Feng Nai is smart, of course he can see clearly.
And the people who play with him will change.
Either alienate and keep a distance.
Either it was being particularly nice to him, which was kind of unusual.
In the end, he still felt that playing games by himself was interesting.
Grandpa saw it, but didn't care about him.
Only every time you want to take him out to play.
He refused and didn't want to see those people again.
Grandpa would let out a long sigh.
So even if it is grown up.
The concept of the two people is different.
Feng Nai also understood the old man's heart.
There will never be such a thing as running away from home.
But it is also certain not to accept the arrangement.
Feng Nai closed his eyes, and his eyes fell on the mobile phone he was playing with.
Who taught his grandfather the trick of blocking signals.
After the matter is over, he will find someone to drink tea.
"Ah Choo!" Because he had been filming with the crew during this time, Young Master Jin just set up a seat, sat outside, sniffed and began to answer the phone: "Grandpa Feng? Well, it's me, me, me." It’s outside, I didn’t dance, I really didn’t dance this time, thank you? Why? Oh, oh, that’s a small thing, there’s this link in the script I wrote. But Grandpa Feng, press the jammer , Who do you want to use it on? Take care of your grandson? Then change it, my grandpa takes care of me every day, hehe... hehe?"
Young Master Jin hadn't finished laughing yet.
With a jerk, he straightened his back.
His voice trembled: "Grandpa Feng, you, which grandson are you in charge of?"
One, it's eight o'clock today
(end of this chapter)