Chapter 861: Eighty seventy

Chapter 861: Eighty One Seventy
"Ah ..." Panda was stupefied, looking at Feng Nai aside: "Who is the person who just came?"
Grandma Grey lowered her voice: "Who is the person who just came? Do n’t say, I ’m noisy here, right, you tell the boss, I have to accompany my parents, I try to hold them as much as possible, so that you have time Clean up the base health. "
After the words fell, Grandma Grey hung up the phone, apparently afraid of being heard by his family.
Cats and cats were holding mobile phones, and stared straight at Mo Bei: "Brother, who did we talk to for a long time just now, wouldn't the grandfather come here deliberately to eat and drink?"
"No." Mo Bei denied his guess, his eyes moved slightly, and he was thinking about the relationship.
Cats and cats patted their brains: "It must be the parent of a fan. Didn't he say just now? He came here today to see what professional games his grandson has always wanted to play."
"The system at our base will not be weak enough to be known by a certain fan." Feng Nai voiced a little laziness when he sounded, "Apart from this, does he feel that his grandson is a bit unreliable. "
Panda nodded.
Feng Nai snorted: "The old man has been laughing, right?"
Panda continued to nod.
Standing next to Mo Bei, after seeing this scene, he had guessed something, and his dark eyes fell on Feng Nai's body.
Cats and cats are still nervous: "I think this old grandfather has two brushes. Really, boss, otherwise, let's let the club people check the defense system of the base to see if we have leaked our address carefully. Think about it, fans have always been enthusiastic about me. If one day I go to the base to confess to me what I want to do if I don't notice it? I'm afraid I can't resist it. "
"You don't have to worry about this. Where there is me, no one wants to pounce on you." Feng Nai said casually: "Also, the old grandpa in your mouth is my dear grandpa."
Sure enough ... this is Mo Bei's reaction, not very shocked, after all, there is no emotion on that cold handsome face.
However, cats and cats wanted to continue to blow. After hearing the three words in the back, the whole person froze.
"Dear, dear grandfather?" He finally found the reason why he was just now, obviously the other side was so kind, but he felt a sense of oppression, this: "Is this an old man who wants to visit privately with a micro-service? No suit.
Feng Nai's voice is cold, but with a smile, people can't see his worry: "The old man doesn't like the smell of copper, and he is clearly a traitor."
Mo Bei: ... It really is the style of a great god, even grandpa is poisonous.
Cats and cats finally found their thoughts, and suddenly held Feng Nai's hand: "Boss!"
Feng Nai's eyes swept past, with a slight coolness inside: "Hand, don't you want to?"
Cats and cats remembered his boss ’s cleanliness and immediately let go: "Boss, the old man will not see you fled last time, just come directly to the base to catch someone, if it is true, Can we keep you, the national competition is about to begin, and we can't do it. If the father sends a bunch of black bodyguards like in the movie, what should we do? "
"You said that it was a movie." Feng Nai pulled off his collar, and was lazy, "No."
Although Feng Nai said so, Mo Bei remembered the last time he was in the mall.
He just looked at a bunch of people in black and couldn't go anywhere.
It's like being restricted in personal freedom.
It's not a movie, but it happened.
Thinking of this, Mo Bei approached him and said quietly, "Is it all right?"
"I said something happened." Feng Nai said, and suddenly his eyes flashed: "Can you protect me close?"
Mo Bei looked at him and said only one word: "Yes."
"It's okay during the day." Feng Nai sighed; "I'm afraid the old man would think of something at night, and take me away while I'm asleep."
Cats and cats frowned, want to say that the old man means so high.
Before he could speak, Mo Bei said, "I sleep lightly, and you can hear the noise next to you."
"People under Master's hands may not be able to make a sound where they want to go. He should be here today to look at the layout of the rooms in the base, otherwise he will not hide his identity." Feng Nai's voice was not high or low: "I'll figure it out myself."
Hearing here, Mo Bei has been a little loose.
Feng Nai continued: "Sleep less in the evening, it will be two nights anyway, then ..."
"I'll move to your room." Mo Bei interrupted him: "the bed where I slept before going to bed."
Feng Nai heard the words and smiled lazily, "OK."
Cats and cats: ...
Why did he forget it.
The boss has no cleanliness in front of his brother.
More than just no cleanliness.
There is simply no lower limit.
Why can I eat dog food for a chat.
Isn't the boss really not worried about being arrested by Mr. Feng?
Cats and cats didn't know that Feng Nai had signed a contract with Father Feng.
Both grandparents and grandchildren are people with a contract spirit.
Feng Nai also believes that his grandfather will not break the contract before the start of the national competition and arrest him back.
This is not like the way of doing things like the father.
It's not so much for the old man to come for him this time, but to see someone.
Feng Nai is worried that the old man will be dissatisfied with someone.
So while Mo Bei went into the kitchen to clean up the follow-up, he went upstairs first, Mei Mei said to change clothes.
In fact, while he was unbuttoning his shirt, the other hand was still on the phone.
The phone rang three times before someone answered it.
The recipient was not his grandpa.
"Hey, Master." It was the gold medal assistant who had been closing the house. He glanced at his chairman, and leaned on the side of the car as instructed by the other party to connect the call to the boss.
Feng Na raised an eyebrow: "Uncle Wang?"
"It's me." The assistant with a gold medal smiled. "The chairman is playing chess with someone. What's wrong with the master?"
Feng Nai's mouth was half hooked, and some evil spirits said, "Play chess? That's all right. When I came back just now, I saw a car near the base, much like ours."
The phone is on speakerphone.
Mr. Feng could naturally hear it, but remained calm.
The gold medal assistant replied: "The young master may be wrong."
"Is that so?" Feng Nai didn't go round again: "Then Uncle Wang helped me to ask Grandpa, is the food at our base delicious? He ate my jjangmyeon."
Hearing here, Mr. Feng frowned!
How did this boy know it was his.
Feng Nai didn't stop, and his voice was still lazy: "Although I look like a grandma, my grandfather still admits it. Uncle Wang told him not to impersonate someone else's parent next time. My teammates thought the base was here Fanaticism. "
(End of this chapter)