City: I became a rich second-generation villain

Having talked about this point, of course Wang Haoran will not continue to whet her appetite.

Feng Rao nodded in satisfaction, and was about to continue to say something, when the voice of the maid reported "the time will come to pray for good fortune" came from outside the hall.

"Wait for me here, I'll come find you later."

Feng Rao looked at Wang Haoran dotingly, then walked out of the hall.

Seeing Feng Rao disappearing from his field of vision, Wang Haoran immediately restrained the innocent and honest expression on his face.

He didn't intend to imitate Boss Cao, but Yan Yuntian and Yan Feipeng insisted on doing it, so they had no choice but to punish them in this way.

I don't know, what kind of wonderful expressions will Yan Feipeng and Yan Yuntian's father and son have on their faces after learning about these things Feng Rao has done?

Of course, Wang Haoran followed suit, but he was still somewhat different from Boss Cao.

Boss Cao's operation is to only care about the body and not the mind.

Wang Haoran's thinking is that as long as the heart is not the body.

Most of the protagonists are high-spirited and unrepentant.

As a super villain, Wang Haoran certainly can't be inferior to the protagonist.In dealing with Feng Rao, he only intends to play the role of the arsonist.

To sum it up simply, just set the fire, don't put it out.

……

Feng Rao hid her thoughts, and after finishing the blessing as soon as possible, she directed everyone to return to Fengxi Mountain, while she stayed there.

Seeing everyone leave, she returned to the hall again.

"Awaited."

Feng Rao was afraid that he would feel impatient, so she let out a sigh of relief.

"Sister Rao, that matter..." Wang Haoran reminded.

"wait a moment."

Feng Rao understood, and after saying a word, she left Wang Haoran's sight, as if to contact someone.

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In the mansion.

Yan Yuntian knew that his father had already started to suppress the Wang family, and it had achieved good results.

Therefore, Yan Yuntian was still in a very good mood. He had a good night's sleep last night and got up early today.

Yan Yuntian went to the courtyard to take a breath of fresh air, feeling happy, and then called Yan Feipeng, wanting to get new good news.

"Father, what's the matter?"

When Yan Yuntian asked questions, there was a hint of joy in his voice.

"I have already arranged everything. After the market opens today, the stock price of the Wang Group can drop to the limit again, and the company's market value will continue to evaporate billions. In a few days, the stock price of the Wang Group will collapse completely. It is not far from bankruptcy." It would be too far away." Yan Feipeng replied to his son.

"Good!" Yan Yuntian was very excited.

"However, our loss is not small if we bring down the Wang Group. After calculation, it is estimated that it will cost 700 billion to 800 billion, far exceeding the total assets of the Wang Group." In Yan Feipeng's voice, It reveals a feeling of distress.

"I also know that there will be a lot of losses, but I just can't swallow this breath." Yan Yuntian said bitterly.

"Actually, there are too many ways to deal with a secular rich second generation, why use this method?" Yan Feipeng was puzzled.

"If I had other options, I wouldn't use this method." Mentioning this matter, Yan Yuntian immediately became depressed.

"What's going on?" Yan Feipeng asked suspiciously.

"I can't explain clearly in a few words," Yan Yuntian didn't want to bring up the heart-wrenching matter, so he was fooled for a while, then changed the subject, and reminded:

"Father, if my aunt comes to you and asks you to hold your hand high and not to suppress the Wang Group, you must ignore her and say that this is the decision of the entire consortium, and you alone cannot change it."

Upon hearing this, Yan Feipeng could probably feel that Feng Xuansu's son's jealousy against the rich second generation was probably related to it.

However, he could also hear that his son didn't want to mention this matter, so he didn't ask any further questions.

"I understand. Don't say it's your aunt who came to me, even if the king of heaven came to me, I will definitely not change my mind. I will definitely suppress the Wang Group until it goes bankrupt."

Yan Feipeng loves his son very much, so he expressed his position resolutely, wanting to appease his son's emotions.

"So best."

Yan Yuntian felt more at ease, and continued to chat with his father for a few words before hanging up the call.

But within a minute, Yan Feipeng called again.

"Father, what's wrong?" Yan Yuntian felt strange.

"Yuntian, the matter of suppressing the Wang Group may not go according to your wishes." Yan Feipeng's voice was dry.

When Yan Yuntian heard it, he guessed something, and immediately became furious:

"Father, you just agreed to me just now, ignored my aunt's obstruction, and said that it was useless for the king and Laozi to persuade me. What do you mean now? Are you kidding me?"

"I said so, but now someone older than the Heavenly King Lao Tzu came to order me." Yan Feipeng smiled wryly.

Chapter 370

Hearing Yan Feipeng's words, Yan Yuntian was taken aback for a moment, and then guessed something.

"Did mother contact you?" Yan Yuntian asked.

"Yes, just after I finished calling you, she called and told me to stop suppressing the Wang Group and fully compensate the Wang Group for billions of losses." Yan Feipeng said bitterly.

"Father, did you agree?" Yan Yuntian asked in surprise.

"I'm afraid she will get angry, so of course I agreed." Yan Feipeng said.

Hearing his father's words, Yan Yuntian guessed that Feng Xuansu must have looked for his mother and said something before his mother would come forward, so he couldn't help saying angrily:

"Father, you are mother's husband, and you are not much closer than my aunt and mother. Why did you agree directly? Would mother still turn against you for my aunt?"

"I don't want to make Ah Rao angry. Besides, if I disobey her, I will be in bad luck the next time I see her."

In Yan Feipeng's tone, there was a sense of humbleness and fear, and it did not have the prestige of the head of a hundred billion consortium at all.

"Father, you are too courageous." Yan Yuntian complained angrily.