Quick wear: spoil the villain as a stand-in

Chapter 171 No one doesn't like studying, right? (56)

Chapter 171 No one doesn't like studying, right? (56)

"..."

After hearing this, the smile on Feng Ming's lips suddenly disappeared.

At this time, the boss hadn't noticed the change in the other party's expression, and continued to talk.

"Both of them are able to participate in this competition, which proves that they are not bad at all. They are both talented and beautiful..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by the person next to him.

It's really impossible to see Mr. Feng's face at this time!

"..."

There was a dazed expression on the boss's face. He didn't know what he said that actually touched a minefield?

"Stupid." Someone scolded in a low voice, "I saw that little girl is the one Mr. Feng's son is looking for, and Mr. Feng is not satisfied with her."

Their class can play around, but if they really get married, the most basic thing is to be well-matched.

The little girl's family conditions seem to be okay, and she is not surprised by so many people, but compared to the Feng family, I'm afraid it is still far behind.

The boss suddenly figured it out, and when he thought of what he said before, cold sweat broke out behind his back.

In fact, in his opinion, that little girl is indeed quite outstanding.

Standing with Mr. Feng's son is also very suitable, and there is even a natural and inexplicable aura.

But for what others said, the boss also expressed his understanding.

Immediately, he hurriedly said in a teasing tone: "Hey, it's my old Zhou who can't speak, Mr. Feng, please don't take it to heart... Now that the child's puppy love is a matter, you should take care of it!"

The topic was taken lightly, and Feng Ming's expression seemed to have regained his composure.

He touched his watch.

Those eyes that were similar to Feng Qizhe's were frightening.
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In the eyes of most students, the experience in the imperial capital was just a dreamlike itinerary.

Including meeting Feng Qizhen's father, etc., in the eyes of many people, this is just a coincidence.

But for Ling Yang, the matter is not over yet.

Before going to bed, her eyelids twitched uneasily, and when she woke up, her guess from last night was verified.

There was nothing to do the next day, the students all went out to play, Feng Qizhen was called away by his father, saying that he wanted to take him to a meeting here.

Feng Qizhang had already gradually started to take over the company's affairs. Although Feng Ming's demands on him were so strict that it was almost unreasonable, he was indeed cultivating this son as an heir.

Ling Yang slept until dawn, and as soon as he got downstairs, several men in black walked up to him.

Lingyang: "..."

The drama that should come is always inevitable.

The man who was supposed to have a meeting with his son at the company was sitting opposite Ling Yang.

Although the method of calling Ling Yang over was not very bright, but the hospitality after coming in was sufficient.

After serving the tea, Feng Ming waved his hand and told the others to leave.

This matter is not very bright, and it is actually a housework in detail, and it is not good for others to hear it.

Ling Yang looked at the backs of these people going out, picked up the cup and took a sip of water.

Tsk, these people probably have something wrong with them, they like to talk to her alone, and they like to screen everyone else...

If you insist on giving her a chance to commit a crime, she can't help it?
Feng Ming didn't know what Ling Yang was thinking, he organized his words and said, "You are Xu Zhiyin?"

"Ask knowingly." Ling Yang put down the water glass, curled his mouth and spit out four words.

"Disrespectful." Feng Ming's face darkened.

Feng's Group is one of the few large enterprises in the whole of China, involving all walks of life, and it is the leader in Qincheng, and it also has a branch in the capital.

No matter where he goes, Feng Ming is always praised by others, no one would speak to him with a smile and a mocking tone!

"...?" Ling Yang tilted his head, "You brought me here without saying a word, and now you can still talk about etiquette?"

She clapped her hands generously: "Then I really feel ashamed."

"..." Feng Ming choked, he didn't expect this little girl to be quite eloquent, but she was also able to coax her son around, so she wouldn't look as harmless as she looked.

He didn't intend to talk too much about this matter, so he tapped the table twice, and then went straight to the point: "You and Ah Zing are not suitable."

Ling Yang: "...That doesn't require you to think it is right."

The two sentences together rhyme inexplicably.

Feng Ming's face became even more ugly. He asked so many people to invite them, but in fact it was a bit of pressure. Appropriate pressure would make what he said next easier, but the little girl in front of her didn't hesitate to say anything. He even vaguely raised his fighting spirit.

This is a little trickier.

Feng Ming is well versed in the way of getting along with people, and knows that when dealing with negotiating partners, he should use both soft and hard tactics.

But now he is obviously not applying enough force, which makes the follow-up somewhat inoperable.

So he raised his hand slightly, and suddenly took something out of the drawer and put it on the table.

The object shone with a metallic luster, and it turned out to be a pistol!
Feng Ming had a gun in his hand, Ling Yang wasn't surprised, but she still had an expression of "I'm so scared", even though her acting skills might not be very good, it made Feng Ming's expression on the opposite side even uglier.

But he still said in a deep voice: "I have investigated your background, as long as I think about it, it will not be difficult to bring down your Xu family and make you disappear quietly in this world."

"Ah, he will meet more suitable people in the future and have a better future. Xu Zhiyin, I don't think you are a stupid person. You should be able to distinguish this simple relationship between pros and cons."

Feng Ming pushed a file bag in his hand to Ling Yang.

The file bag in the envelope is full of information about the Xu family, including the events of the Xu family's parents before they started their business, all of which are explained in detail.

Feng Ming is serious.

Ling Yang is very aware of this matter, but... she is also serious.

A [-] or [-]-year-old girl heard such words and saw a real gun again. Logically speaking, she should start to get scared, but there was still a smile on Ling Yang's face that Feng Ming couldn't see through.

"It's the era of the rule of law, why are you still making threats?"

"Actually, I'm really curious," Ling Yang pointed to the things on the table, "Do you check everyone around your son like this?"

Feng Ming frowned, he really couldn't see through Ling Yang at this time, and said: "Is there anything wrong? There are too many people coveting my property and approaching me in the same way as my son. And even if it is to protect his safety , and there is nothing wrong with me doing so.”

"And then? For those who are not worthy of being friends with him, you will call them in private like this?"

"..." Feng Ming frowned even tighter.

He and Feng Qizheng do look alike, but there are more sharp and shrewd calculations between the eyebrows... Feng Qizheng has a bit more gentleness inherited from his mother than him.

"I really don't understand, what is he in your eyes? An heir? A tool? Or something else..." Ling Yang's tone was understated, but his eyes were looking directly at Feng Ming in front of him, but at a certain moment Like a sharp knife out of its sheath!
"You never respected his hobbies, his ideas, and he didn't even have the right to choose his friends. Rather than being a father, you are more suitable to be a factory worker... The products under your hands are absolutely the same, and you must strive for excellence."

Sometimes Ling Yang really doesn't understand, maybe Feng Ming doesn't even have such strict requirements on himself.

But he demanded of his son in every detail.

It is stipulated that he must be perfect in everything.

(End of this chapter)

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