Chapter 2370: Enough to shock you

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"It doesn't matter! He doesn't eat, I eat!"
Feng Xinglang's original intention was to resolve the embarrassment of Wu Song; but he did not think of his next behavior, which made Cong Gang awkward.
Feng Xinglang, who liked to eat mango, used up the rest of the mango that Cong had just eaten.
"Mr. Feng ... loves eating mangoes?" Wu Song asked with a gentleman's smile.
"Well, I like it!"
Feng Xinglang didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his eating of mango. Since Cong just didn't eat, he can be regarded as saving food.
"Oh, that's it."
Wu Song stretched his voice and said meaningfully.
Perhaps what Wu Song wants to express, only Cong will understand.
Cong Gang didn't like to eat mango, but left mango on purpose.
"Mr. Five Songs, when does the dinner at Melton Castle start? How much drive does your castle take from Melton Castle?"
Feng Xinglang's mind was all on his eldest son Feng Linnuo. He feared that his young and elder son would act recklessly.
"Not far ... it's just twenty or thirty minutes' drive!"
Wu Song glanced at Cong Gang again, "Mr. Song Tai wants to rest first? Or should I take two to walk around the castle?"
Someone really isn't so much!
It is not surprising why Cong Gang stayed with Wei Kang besides the savvy stream like Wu Song.
"Then Mr. Lo Wusong leads the way!"
It was Feng Xinglang who answered the five poems.
He wanted to knock side by side and wanted to learn more about the Melton family from Wu Song's mouth.
As a result, Feng Xinglang followed Wu Song and walked out of the bedroom.
"What is Mr. Wusong's business? It's an envy to have such a magnificent fortress!"
Feng Xinglang used the polite words in the business field, "Do you have business dealings with the Melton family?"
His purpose was clear: he wanted to inquire about the Melton family.
After walking about ten steps, Wu Song stopped. Because he didn't hear anything coming out behind him. In other words, Mr. Song Tai did not accept his kind invitation.
He glanced towards the bedroom, Wusong looked towards Feng Xinglang.
"Mr. Feng, in fact, there is nothing to visit in the castle! Mr. Feng, please come back!"
Obviously, Wu Song didn't want to lead Feng Xinglang to visit his castle. "After a little rest, I will come to invite you to Mr. Song Tai!"
After speaking, without waiting for Feng Xinglang's response, Wu Song accelerated his pace and left.
Feng Xinglang was in the same place, and it seemed to be thinking which sentence offended this guy? How to say cold face?
After a few seconds, Feng Xinglang turned back and turned back to the bedroom. Where Cong was just now, he could feel more at ease.
Seeing Feng Xinglang's fold back again, Cong's tight face relaxed.
"How come back?" Cong Gang asked softly.
Feng Xinglang came closer, "Caterpillar, you honestly explained, did you mix that guy up with you just now? I feel like I've seen the five chants ... where?" Feng Xinglang pondered for a while, then Suddenly, "I remember, you held me and Nono back that time, and let Hetun make a choice ... It was this guy who drove the speedboat to save you from leaving! I remember you and this guy clearly
Saying "Lao Wu, I've seen you Feng Er Ye" ... I'm right? !! "
Cong Gang did not expect that Feng Xinglang in the business field would have such a good memory.
Feng Xinglang and Wu Song have met once or twice, and it was already ten years ago ... but he didn't expect to let him recognize Wu Song!
At that time, Cong Gang was hesitant: if he admits that Wu Song is under his control, then the fellow of Feng Xinglang would have trouble with him; if he didn't admit it, at least he could let Wu Song overwhelm Feng Xinglang's grandeur Posthumous strength!
"Five Songs is a little-known businessman in Munich ... How could he be condescended to be my companion? You have the ability to cover my sky!"
In the end, Cong Gang chose to deny it. As long as he didn't admit it, Feng Xinglang would at least obey the arrangement of Wu Song. Otherwise, Feng Xinglang would have troubled him.
"Caterpillar, Lao Tzu, no matter whether Wu Song is your attendant or not, you must make sure Nuo Nuo's safety! Otherwise, don't think of yours!" Feng Xinglang angrily scolded Cong's arrival.
Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang in irritability and lay down on the sofa with his eyes closed.
"Who decides the wedding of Jiang Jiu?"
Feng Xinglang approached, kicked Cong Gang's strong leg, and squeezed himself to sit on the sofa.
"It should be Alia, the mother of wine! A cold-blooded and ruthless woman!"
Cong Gang rested her long legs on the back of the sofa and gave way to Feng Xinglang. "You must be prepared to be rejected by her!"
"Why did the woman refuse? Is my Noon not handsome enough? Or is my in-law not rich enough to have an identity?"
Feng Xinglang asked in pursuit. Knowing yourself and knowing one another can make quick decisions.
"Just the son-in-law ... Can you agree with Feng Xinglang?" Cong Gang asked back.
"Home son-in-law? The legs are on Nono and Ginger. Can that woman manage it?"
Feng Xinglang thought this condition was a bit ridiculous, "Moreover, I can let Nono play with her to slow down ..."
"That woman is definitely capable of keeping your son out of Melton Castle!"
Cong Gang snorted, "Do you know why the men of the Melton family can't have a daughter? Secretly, what they are fighting is actually a biological agent! The family fights in dog blood! It's enough to shock you!"
"A group of black people ..." Feng Xinglang sighed slightly, "except for wine!"
"However, we can put the breakthrough on Brother Jiangjiu ... he is the chief pharmacist of Melton Biotechnology."
Feeling closer to Feng Xinglang, Cong Gang sat up, "I heard that he controls the lifeblood of the biotechnology company! Threatening him with him ... maybe effective!"
"You mean, we kidnapped the big brother of Jiang Jiu and used him to stab that woman for release?"
Feng Xinglang simplified the meaning of Cong Gang.
"You want to kidnap the big brother of wine? Oh ..."
Cong just smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid you were brought down by him before you even approached him! What did you forget about the Melton family?"
"It's impossible for him to carry the potion on his back twenty-four hours a day? The tiger is still snoring!"
What came to mind, Feng Xing raised his eyebrows, "Again, isn't your profile saying that Jiang Jiu's elder brother is disabled in a wheelchair?"
"Do you think people in wheelchairs are like Feng Lixin? Are they physically and mentally disabled?" Cong Gang asked instead.
"Cong Gang, can't your words be offensive? Why is my elder brother dead?"
Cong Gang's analogy made Feng Xinglang unhappy.
Cong just stopped talking and got up toward the window.
What he was worried about was not the safety of Feng Linnuo, but what kind of conditions that Alia would develop with Feng Xinglang. For his daughter-in-law and grandson, Feng Xinglang could only be forced to promise ...
...
The classic and elegant rose window, where the crystal lights shine, renders the interior of the hall colorful and dazzling.
Bazel is a bloated fat old man.
When he saw Jiang Jiu's mother, he showed greedy eyes. He immediately got up to meet him and made a gentle gesture of respect.
Ginger's mother, Ariya, put her gloved hand on Bazel's hand.
Alia is very noble: exaggerated elegant hat, elegant brooch and gloves, no matter what kind of occasion, Aria shows her aristocratic atmosphere.
"Alia, you are beautiful tonight." Bazel gave a heartfelt compliment.
Ginger's mother smiled gracefully, and drew back her hand from Bazel.
"Nicole, what are you doing ... to say hello to John."
Alia urged her daughter who would not come forward. And took a step forward holding her daughter's waist.
John of the Mogen Consortium, wearing gold-framed glasses, looked gentleman again.
He took the initiative to step forward, holding up the slightly dodging hand of Jiang Jiu, and the gentleman dropped a kiss on the back of her hand.
Despite the gloves, wine is still quite uncomfortable.
"Nicole, your beauty is so amazing to me! I never sleep for you all night."
This guy named John has an honest face, but a smooth mouth. It seems to be a veteran.
"But what you don't know is: is my face full of dirt!"
Jiang Jiu grinned with a self-deprecating laugh and continued close to John's ears and continued, "For example, I snored while sleeping and I especially like to fart!"
John's face was embarrassed when he heard the disgusting words of wine.
Although talking to John's parents, Alia was always watching her daughter and John's side.
"Nicole, come with John ..."
Alia felt that it was safer to keep her daughter within one meter from her.
She knew her daughter was in conflict. But this can't be done by her daughter.
John's parents were not the heads of the Mogan Consortium, and at best they could only be shareholders.
Although marrying his daughter to John is a bit condescending, the only age-appropriate unmarried man in the Mogan Consortium is John.
Alia had already drank a third glass of wine, but Barzel had not announced the start of the feast.
"What are you waiting for? Are you killing my patience?" Alia approached Bazel and whispered.
"Waiting for two distinguished guests." Bazel made a slightly restless gesture to his mother.
"Two VIPs? Who are they?" Aria asked tightly.
"It's a noble guest introduced by Wu Song! It seems to be the president of a certain consortium."
Bazel glanced at the Johns. "It doesn't matter if we have more than one competitor!"
"The president of a consortium? What's it called?" Alia asked again.
"Listen to Mr. Wu Song, the name of the president of the consortium is closed." Bazel replied.
"Last name ..." Aria's face stiffened slightly.
Ginger pretended to pass by, and accidentally heard the contents of the conversation between mother and uncle Bazel.
She was shocked when she heard that Uncle Bazel said that he would come to the president of a consortium with a surname. Last name? Could it be Feng Linnuo's father, Feng Xinglang?