Chapter 2169: Boring life

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Half an hour later, Feng Fengzhe successfully sat on his father's Lexus.
He also carried his own small schoolbag. A hard-working, ‘I ’m going to school, I ’m going to learn’ look.
Feng Xinglang was still in a chaotic state at the time. If it wasn't for the fed daughter who fell asleep and his wife wouldn't let her hug, it would take a while to delay.
"Ba Song, go to the big bug house."
As soon as he got on the bus, the little boy reminded Ba Song of driving, for fear that Ba Song would forget to go.
"Oh, who is the big bug? I don't know his family!" Ba Song deliberately amused the dumb sealer.
"Your boss! Will cut your boss!"
The usual ears and ears make the little guy's words interesting.
"Ha ha ha ha ... will cut my boss? Uh huh, I suddenly remembered!"
Ba Song also likes this little thing that can be silent for a long time, or that it can make a person laugh.
Feng Xinglang rested his eyes narrowed, as if he hadn't woke up, and the whole person was very weak.
"Mr. Feng, wait a minute, I'll call you when it comes."
Feng Xinglang's exhaustion, as a close bodyguard, Ba Song is deeply experienced. Ba Song has always admired people like Feng Xinglang who make big money with their heads.
I looked at my dad who was squinting at rest, and the little guy took the blanket from the front co-pilot and put it on his dad.
"Thank you son."
Feng Xinglang leaned over his arm and embraced the younger son into his arms. He did not expect that after making concessions, he could get so many surprises. At least the younger son no longer rejects him now and still trusts him.
Twenty minutes later, Lexus stopped firmly in front of the villa. The road to Qibei Mountain City is quite smooth.
"Zhongzhe ... don't hurry to get off the car! Let your dad get you off the bus! Let the caterpillar know how precious my son Fengxinglang is!"
Although the little guy feels troublesome and wastes time, his dad insists on holding him out of the car.
Seeing Feng Xinglang who came in with one arm holding his son, Cong Gang's eyes sank: the posture is cool enough, but it is estimated that someone can not hold it for ten minutes!
Cong just sat at the round dining table, with a few light foods in front of it: a slice of poached eggs, buffalo tendon meat, white boiled okra, and a fruit platter.
"Uncle Cong has so many children today ... I am so admired by Feng!"
Feng Xinglang lowered his younger son to the ground and sat down opposite Cong Gang.
The little insect dropped the small schoolbag on his shoulder, and climbed to the big insect's strong leg three or two times.
A pleasant light appeared in those clear eyes, contented and well-behaved.
"Feng Xinglang, take a break when you are tired! Money can never be made!" Cong Gang said softly.
"Do you think I'm you? The family is full and not hungry? Recent policies are unclear, and several types of projects have stalled. Half of GK's working capital has been circled ... worry!
Feng Xinglang sighed, raised the tea cup in front of him: the liquid tea inside was not like tea, and coffee was not like coffee.
"What the hell?" Only took a sip and Feng Xinglang frowned.
"Alleviate the residual medicinal solution in your body! That thing has certain sequelae, so use it less!" Cong Gang said shallowly.
"I know there are sequelae, so you give it back to Lao Tzu?"
Although he was so abusive on his mouth, Feng Xinglang drank the liquid without hesitation. He believes Cong Gang.
The kind of trust you can entrust your life to!
"It was you who wanted to do me first! But you overestimated your own strength, and I easily killed me!" Cong Gang said softly.
"You will die if you don't ridicule me!" Feng Xinglang gave Cong Gang a sideways look.
"No! But it's addictive! Smile to see how angry you are!"
This is just ... a little hurtful!
Fortunately, Feng Xinglang is not an ordinary person. "Just relying on your actions, you can't get angry with me! I can ignore your ridicule!"
Cong Gang didn't answer, so he watched Feng Xinglang paste gold on his face.
"Little bug, help your dad get a can of Brazilian pine nuts in the refrigerator in the kitchen! Do you know what a pine nut is? It's the kind of peeled shell! Time to get the latest! Do you know the numbers?" Feng Xinglang envoyed Little son.
The little boy instinctively looked back at the big bug; after getting Cong Gang's nod, the little thing ran towards the kitchen.
But after taking a few steps, the little boy passed on again. "Dad, don't be noisy, not fierce ... be a good father!"
How dare this little thing be afraid of your own dad and fight with Big Bugs again?
"Go get it! Dad doesn't cut off people like him!"
Feng Xinglang's little son made an OK gesture. Then the little boy ran towards the kitchen again.
"I continue to invest two billion GK shares, US dollars!" Cong Gang murmured. "No! I'm comfortable using the money from Yamen to make money! Rest assured, the Yamen of Shencheng cannot afford to be a pot knight! The guy with the last name has been tortured by me to death! I want to transfer I can't leave, I can only help me find a way
!! "
Feng Xinglang leaned forward while eating beef tendon meat, "Don't go and pick up those orders that make a lifeless flower! If you die, Lao Tzu won't even have a beating man ... how boring life is what!"
The moment when Feng Xinglang's eyes were met, Cong Gang turned his head and looked in the direction of the kitchen.
"Come to GK to help me ... I'm so tired lately!" Feng Xinglang sat back on the chair and pulled his tie a few times.
"What can I help you with?" Cong Gang snorted.
"Even if you just wander around in front of me every day!"
Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang with his head sideways, "You can't give me a sense of security that others can't give!"
"You want a sense of security, you can hide under the wings of your dear Hetun! He will give you enough security!" Cong Gang took a sip of tea.
"I want to fire Wendy, are you okay?" Feng Xinglang coldly jumped off the topic.
"If I have an opinion, wouldn't you let go?" Cong Gang asked back.
"That's even better!" Feng Xinglang Lengheng.
"Daddy, here you are Mimi!"
The little kid took a small can of pine nuts from the kitchen refrigerator and patted it on the table in front of his dad.
"How come half a can? Why not get a full can for your dad?" Feng Xinglang shook the half can of Brazilian pine nuts.
"That's it! My dad will go to work and make milk for later!"
The little guy had some sense of urging his father to leave.
"Okay ... my dad go! Let's go!"
Feng Xinglang stood up, Chao Cong just sank, "If I'm not free, then Master Lao Cong will send my family worm to GK!"
Cong Gangwei did not answer, but just silently looked at the little eyes of the little guy: When he grows up, he will be a master who is better than blue.
"Thanks!"
Feng Xinglang shook half a can of pine nuts in his hand again to show his gratitude.
The back of the departure faded away from the youthful frivolity, and some were tired and busy after years.
"Little bug, what do you think your dad needs most?" Cong Gang asked softly.
"My dear ... the most needed ... call his dad later!" The little guy was naive and had a childlike intrigue.