Chapter 964: Very good little fresh meat

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Feng Xinglang rested with his eyes closed in the executive chair.
The faint tingling sensation in his leg made him frown a little uncomfortably.
He has been thinking about one thing: how can I just get the clumps hidden in the dark?
Now think about it, this Cong Gang is really wicked and wicked: he used his wife and children as pawns to stir up the conflict between Yan Bang and He Tun!
As far as the current situation is concerned, he made so much preparation in the early stage, presumably the conspiracy in the later stage will continue.
What bad water is the dog thing holding?
Feng Xinglang instinctively thought of Ye Shinian. He used to look very close to Cong Gang!
But since he was hit by people in Hetun in Repulse Bay, he disappeared without a trace in Shencheng.
Was it killed by the people in Hetun? Or which corner of the corner did he hide from?
The possibility of wanting to come to the former is much higher than the latter, and perhaps it has disappeared from this world forever!
Cong Gang's haunted house has been blasted into ruins by Xing Erren;
It should have experienced a second blast because Hetun would not give Cong Gang a chance to make a comeback.
In the current situation, Cong Gang has not only made a comeback, but has intensified.
When he was on the cruise ship, wasn't Hetun supposed to have told him clearly? This clump is just the elm head? Or did he not take Hetun's explanation seriously?
Is he trying to kill Hetun? Or by the way killed Yan Bang?
What about motivation?
For revenge?
What's the purpose?
Did you rule in Shencheng?
Cong Gang's sneaky style of work will not be a big climate!
There is no such thing as ambition and aura to occupy the king!
Furthermore, Feng Xinglang knew Cong Gang. He didn't care about the power of money, he didn't want to collect money and power at all!
So what does he care about?
Endless revenge?
Really cheap!
The sound of Nina's high heels disturbed Feng Xinglang's rest. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Nina, slightly irritated.
"Tired last night? And got into battle with injuries?"
Nina put the folder in her hand on the huge desk and stepped over to rub Feng Xinglang's temple.
"You're half a man, can you not wear such a pointed heel?"
High heels can step out of at the right time;
But when it ’s not right, it ’s irritating to step out!
"People love beauty! It's not you stinky men who love to see, we women can only be affected by ourselves to meet your eyeballs!"
This reason ...
"Where's Ba Song? Still pestering?"
Feng Xinglang asked casually.
Since Feng Xinglang accepted Ba Song, Ba Song has been doing his best.
He took good care of Feng Xinglang, who had injured his leg and foot.
It should have been something to be praised, but Feng Xinglang seemed to feel something strange ... weird!
Ba Song was in his early twenties, although he was a bit older than Xing Shishi, but his calm temperament was much more implicit and restrained than Xing Shishi. Yishan can't tolerate two tigers, but Ba Song can skillfully resolve the conflicts that he and Xing Shishi might have under the same roof.
And whenever he is in the office, Ba Song can stay outside the president's office, sometimes for a few hours.
How calm is it to keep this responsibility?
"Stand outside! Like a wooden man!"
Nina glanced towards the door. "Why, are you worried that I ate your little meat?"
After waiting for Feng Xinglang to answer, Nina asked loudly again, "Mr. Feng, where did you find such good-looking little fresh meat? When do you reward me, and let me take it back to play?
"There are a lot in Yezhuang! Go to Mo Sanling and go back for some fun!"
"I like originals!"
Nina nodded again towards Ba Song, who was at the door.
Feng Xinglang gave Nina a glance. "Ba Song, you can't play, I need to use it!"
"You use?"
This is very ambiguous!
"My" use "is different from your" use "!"
Feng Xinglang reached over and picked up the documents brought by Nina. Just looking at the two lines, she turned her head and glanced at Nina.
"Don't you have that thing? How to use it?"
Perhaps what Feng Xinglang wanted to express was: you are more suitable for women!
"Have you ever used a woman?"
Feng Xinglang asked a little direct.
"Hate it! They like men!"
Nina deliberately held her chest up and back. "If you want to use a woman, you can just touch yourself!"
"..."
Feng Xinglang, who had finished his lunch, fell asleep.
He rarely takes a lunch break. Because his wife and children went to visit the Bai Gongguan today, Feng Xinglang solved the lunch problem in the office.
To be precise, Feng Xinglang was disturbed by the heat of the calf.
When consciousness returned, he smelled a strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine.
Very familiar taste!
Subconsciously, Feng Xinglang moved his injured leg: feeling a stream of warmth flowing in the veins and muscle tissue.
Eliminates the tingling sensation, warm and comfortable!
Feng Xinglang supported his upper body, and saw that his wounded leg was covered with Chinese herbal medicine for activating blood and removing stasis.
Who applied it to themselves? And also the bandaging is quite detailed. Very professional superb medicine.
When did you apply it? He didn't even know it!
"Basong ... Basong ..."
Feng Xinglang shouted twice towards the lounge door.
After more than a minute, Ba Song stumbled and ran in.
"Mr. Feng, what's the matter?"
"Who has entered my lounge?"
Feng Xinglang asked sharply.
"Is anyone in the lounge?"
Ba Song looked muddled, as if he hadn't completely relieved the child.
Looking at Ba Song's head, Feng Xinglang snapped, "What's wrong with you?"
"I don't know ... I just fell asleep on the sofa just now! I woke up when you called me."
"What? You fell asleep on the sofa?"
Feng Xinglang stared at Ba Song angrily.
"I don't know ... it seems that there is a problem with lunch today. People who eat it are particularly sleepy!"
Ba Song patted his cheek vigorously, trying to quickly wake himself up.
"I'm fine, you go out!"
Feng Xing waved his hands in the direction of Chao Ba Song.
"Mr. Feng, your leg ..."
"Go out!"
Under Feng Xinglang's harsh scolding, Ba Song had to retreat first.
Looking at the Chinese medicated plaster on his injured leg and the familiar taste of Chinese herbal medicine; Feng Xinglang could already guess about it.
Is your own security system useless?
That dog thing should come when you want to come, leave if you want to go?
Did you treat him with a kind heart?
Feng Xinglang is angry; don't know where the anger starts!
His wife, Lin Xuegao, went to Shijie County with arrogance, which should not belong to the scope of that dog thing plan; presumably he was injured, and it was not what the hoped.
what is this?
Is it to appease him?
Or pity his sympathy for him?
I can't see the dog thing, but the dog thing is everywhere!
After a few words of cursing, Feng Xinglang closed his eyes slightly: What I can feel is the effect of this Chinese herbal medicine in activating blood, removing blood stasis, and growing muscles, which is really good!

"Uncle is back ... Uncle is back!"
Hearing the whistle outside the courtyard, the long-awaited Fengtuan Mission immediately flew out to welcome him.
The children of Lin Nuo also wanted to run out to greet their own dad, but when they saw Fei Ying's closure, the small things stopped.
He wanted to say to Feng Tuan Tuan: It's not your dad, what kind of energy are you excited about!
"Nuo Nuo, go out and help Mommy look at your dear. Your dear's leg is still injured, but don't let the younger sister accidentally touch it!"
Xue Luo saw that his son wanted to welcome him, so he echoed.
"Oh!" The little boy rushed out happily immediately.
"Uncle, you are back, Tuan Tuan has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Just rushing over, Feng Tuan, who was about to climb up and sit in Feng Xinglang's wheelchair, was stopped by a pungent smell of Chinese herbal medicine.
"Uncle, you smell so bad!"
Little children have a strong natural rejection of the taste of the drug. Not to mention the spoiled acquaintances.
"Uncle stink, don't you want uncle?"
Feng Xinglang's open arms could not catch the small things, and he felt a slight loss of sigh.
"Uncle has a smell of medicine! It smells worse than my papa used to!"
Little cute covered her nose around Feng Xinglang's injured leg and walked behind the wheelchair.
"Tuantu, why didn't you let your uncle hold it today?"
Feng Tuan Tuan didn't lie in her husband's arms to enter the house together, which made the snow fall a bit unexpected.
"My uncle smells bad! It's all medicine! Tuan Tuan smells uncomfortable!"
"is it?"
Xue Luo greeted him, squatting on the side of her husband's wheelchair to look at his injured leg carefully.
"Xinglang, why are you applying Chinese medicine?"
"Well, change to a Chinese medicine pharmacist! The effect is not bad!"
Feng Xinglang leaned over, and the dragonfly kissed the woman's cheek with some water.
"It's still my wife's best! Don't hate me!"
When Feng Lixin came in, he saw the pictures of two adults and two children eating dinner happily.
"Papa, are you back? Are there any meals? Tuantu will get you a bowl!"
Feng Tuantuan put down his chicken wings and climbed down from the child seat.
"Tuantu, come to Dad!"
Feng Lixin called her daughter who was going to the kitchen to get his tableware.
"Brother, have some food together."
Xue Luo stood up.
Feng Lixin did not answer, but picked up her daughter.
"Xing Lang, I want to take a tour to see her mum!"
Originally her own daughter, Feng Lixin still made a ‘request’ to her brother.
"Don't worry! Have dinner first!"
Feng Xinglang cleared his voice, "Nono, go to the kitchen and bring uncle tableware to Uncle!"
As she spoke, An Ying had brought a pair of tableware to the dining table.
"I have already eaten."
Feng Lixin perfunctory.
"But Tuantuan hasn't eaten yet! Hungry her, don't you pro-daddy feel bad?"
Feng Xinglang cleared his voice and couldn't read the mood. I couldn't hear whether it was promised or not.