It's not my fault to be ugly

The trial achieved the result Feng Dingqian wanted.That was also the result Ling Yuxin wanted.

He was acquitted.

Although some of the shares were taken back by Feng Dingqian, he still has some capital in his hands. What's more, he still has a huge hole card behind him. As long as he manages it properly, it is not impossible to turn around.

When he passed by Feng Dingkun, he smiled at Feng Dingkun: "Brother Kun, we will have a bright future."

You, I want it, the Feng family, I want it too.

Feng Dingkun didn't know what expression to make, he could only turn around, lower his head and sit in the car.

"Come back to Feng's house with me." Feng Dingqian turned his head and looked at him: "I will take you to the company tomorrow. Since you are already a shareholder, you should know something about our family's business."

Feng Dingkun hummed absently.

Feng Dingqian got his permission, and immediately sent people to Bailian Town to move all his belongings here. This was only discovered when Feng Dingkun had dinner and was about to leave when Feng Dingqian stopped him.

There were a few spicy dishes for dinner, and he was very satisfied, so it was rare that he didn't lose his temper with Feng Dingqian, but he didn't want to live in Feng's house either.Which of the servants here has not seen his most humiliating appearance?Walking, sitting and lying in this house, he even felt oppressed to breathe.

"Stay here, so that you don't have to rush from the countryside to here tomorrow, so much trouble." Feng Dingqian tried to persuade him to stay.

Feng Dingkun originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it carefully, only by staying with Feng Dingqian can he understand him better, understand how to torture him, and make him suffer the most!

So he acquiesced and stayed there, went upstairs, Feng Dingqian hurriedly followed, took him to the door of the cleaned room, and opened the door for him.My belongings have already been arranged, and they are exactly the same as those in He's Medical Center.

Feng Dingkun turned to look at Feng Dingqian: "I don't like other people messing with my things."

"Okay, don't let others move in the future."

Feng Dingkun couldn't help looking deeply at Feng Dingqian.He is so big, these few days are the most kind and best-spoken days he has seen Feng Dingqian, he is almost in a trance, feeling like he is dreaming.

"What's wrong?" Feng Dingqian looked at him seriously.

"It's nothing, I just discovered that you can be so gentle." Feng Dingkun smiled sarcastically: "When I met you before, I was either scolded or ridiculed by you. I'm not used to it."

Feng Dingqian's eyes trembled again, avoiding Feng Dingkun's eyes.

Feng Dingkun discovered that when Feng Dingqian was injured, there would not be any fragile expression on his face, but his eyes would tremble.

"If you have nothing to do, go out."

Watching Feng Dingqian close the door and leave, Feng Dingkun lay down on the bed.

Why did Feng Dingqian treat himself like this?Just clean up Ling Yuxin and leave him alone, wouldn't he be able to monopolize the Feng family?Even if he can find someone to sue, but he has no funds and no contacts, how can he really compete with him?

Does he really feel guilty?

Or do you want to take advantage of yourself?

Whatever it is, keep an eye on it.

He went into the bathroom and took a shower. While drying his hair, he told Cen Fayu to help take care of the medical clinic. He couldn't go back tomorrow. Yunyun, at this time there was a knock on the door.Feng Dingkun turned off the hair dryer and opened the door.

Feng Dingqian stood outside the door.

"Is there a problem?"

Feng Dingqian held a few books in his hand and handed them to Feng Dingkun: "You should read these books first, and ask me if you don't understand."

Feng Dingkun took the book, glanced at it, and closed the door.

He sat at the desk and flipped through them. They were all books on economics and management, and there were notes in them, which looked like they were used by Feng Dingqian in college.

What is Feng Dingqian trying to do?Use learning to draw closer feelings?Don't you think it's too late?

Cen Fayu sent him another message, saying that it was a case of the Tiankou Gang, and their eldest brother wanted to meet him and thank him in person.

Feng Dingkun agreed and let the other party arrange the time.

The next day, he got up very early, washed up, put on his clothes, and went downstairs. A few servants came and went downstairs, and they were setting up breakfast. When they saw him, they all bowed down respectfully and called "Young Master" .

However, Feng Dingkun felt that the way they looked at him was weird, with a little pity and a little mockery.

Feng Dingkun sat down at the dining table, and the butler Chen Bo came over and asked, "What do you want to eat, young master?"

Feng Dingkun took a look at him. He hadn't seen Uncle Chen for several years. He was much older, and most of his hair was gray: "Stir-fried rice noodles with shredded pork in sauce."

"do you have anything else?"

"Gone."

Uncle Chen turned around and went out of the kitchen, and came out again after a while, bent down and whispered in Feng Dingkun's ear, "Young Master, there is no rice noodles in the kitchen, do you want to change it?"

Feng Dingkun just wanted to say forget it, when he heard a voice from the stairs: "If you don't have any, let the kitchen buy them!"

He turned his head and saw Feng Dingqian walking down with a sullen face.Uncle Chen apologized quickly, turned around and went back to the kitchen.

Feng Dingqian walked to the dining table, took bread from the bread basket on the table, got a glass of milk, sat down opposite Feng Dingkun, looked at him and asked, "Have you read the book I gave you yesterday?"

"Not yet." Feng Dingkun didn't look at him, but also poured himself a glass of milk, and took a piece of bread. There were red beans in the bread. It was just baked in the morning, and it was still hot and soft in the mouth.

Uncle Chen ordered the kitchen, and then came over to hand over the ironed newspaper to Feng Dingqian.Feng Dingqian glanced at it, and told Uncle Chen: "From now on, order two copies of the newspaper at home."

"Ok."

"Let the young master read today's newspaper first."

Feng Dingkun was not used to hearing the word "young master" from Feng Dinggan's mouth.Moreover, he is not interested in financial news at all. He is a medical student, and his lifelong wish is to inherit Master's medical clinic and become a good doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded. He has no intention of taking over the family business like Feng Dingqian.

Uncle Chen has put the newspaper in his hand.Feng Dingkun glanced at it and saw the news that country E was leaving the alliance. Feng Dingqian sat opposite him and said with a smile: "The currency of country E is about to depreciate, and the exchange rate will fall accordingly. I'll take you to buy some clothes the day after tomorrow, C Crus Do you like it or not? Their men's clothing is pretty good."

Feng Dingkun was a little funny, and looked at Feng Dingqian: "I don't understand these things."

The clothes he wore since he was a child were bought casually from the clothing wholesale market. When he was with Lu Mingran, Lu Mingran bought him a few good clothes, but even if Lu Mingran told him how to get rid of the smell of the clothes, the tags, etc. He still doesn't know how to judge the material of clothes.

After all, he is different from those who have been immersed in a life of luxury since childhood.

Feng Dingqian's face was dark, and his smile was a bit forced. He looked at Feng Dingkun: "Then I will take you to see it the day after tomorrow."

"No, I have an appointment to have dinner with my friends."

At this time, Feng Dingkun's fried rice noodles came up, and the two of them didn't talk anymore.

Feng Dingkun ate and ate, and couldn't help being a little funny, what happened to Feng Dingqian, he actually played the role of a good brother seriously?

They were about to finish their breakfast when Secretary Jiang came over.

Feng Dingkun got into the car with the two of them and came to Feng's enterprise building located in the center of Jiangshuo.On the large LED screen outside the building, advertisements for the skin care and cosmetics line of Feng Enterprises are broadcast in turn. The billboard above the large LED screen reads the logo of Feng's enterprise: Feng' in red letters on a white background.

Feng Dingkun raised his head and looked at the advertisement on the large LED screen. The internationally renowned female star was sitting on the gorgeous stage at this time. The bright lights shone on her, making the silver gauze dress shine with a moving light.What overshadowed the light was her smooth and firm skin and beautiful facial features. When the camera zoomed in, her perfect facial features were magnified several times, and her crystal clear eyes made people hold their breath.

At this time, the concept conveyed by Feng's beauty makeup personal account line: modern, fashionable, exquisite, and luxurious.Obviously, their positioning of the customer base is very clear.

Feng Dingqian looked at him intently, walked over and asked, "Do you like her? You can invite her to our house for dinner."

Feng Dingkun withdrew his eyes, turned to look at the rich and powerful head of the Feng family: "No, you know who I like."

He lifted his foot and walked into Feng's building.

In just a few days, the Feng family was in a state of turmoil. First, Ling Yuxin colluded with large and small shareholders to force the palace to be brutally suppressed by Feng Dingqian. Then the two fought to a tie in the court. Then it was heard that Ling Yuxin was not the boss's younger brother, and the dove had taken over the magpie's nest. After all these years, the real master finally came to the door... This level of blood is so bloody, I dare not make it up like this at eight o'clock.So when I heard that the boss would bring his younger brother over today, all the employees in Feng's enterprise felt like they had their blood pumped, and they were gearing up to see the dignity of the righteous lord.

So when Feng Dingkun followed Feng Dingqian into the building, he clearly felt the sights from all directions like laser lasers, sweeping him from head to toe without a trace.

The front desk of the service desk was a beautiful woman with a long black and straight temperament. She nodded politely at Feng Dingqian and his party, glanced at Feng Dingkun inadvertently, watched them enter the elevator, and couldn't wait to break the news on the internal chat software: "Boss Your younger brother is really beautiful!"

Immediately someone replied: "I told you earlier, this youngest son of the Feng family has already been famous far and wide. No one in the rich family knows it, but you bumpkins just don't believe it!"

"The boss was fed some kind of ecstasy by Boss Ling back then? He drove away his own brother, brought a counterfeit into his house, and lured wolves into the house."

"Oh, I've been smart for a while, and I've been confused for a while."

"What else is it called Mr. Ling? I heard that he has already sold the remaining shares in his hand and fled."

"Really? If I were him, I wouldn't be able to stay if the coercion failed. What do you think he thinks, and he actually united with shareholders to deal with the boss? If he didn't hire a good lawyer, the boss would have sent him to prison long ago." .”

"So what if the lawyer is good? I don't believe how clean his ass is. Our boss is still collecting evidence. It will be a matter of time before he goes to jail."

"Yo, you hate Boss Ling so much? Could it be that you failed to climb his bed and became angry from embarrassment?"

"I think it's you, a little slut, who wants to climb into his bed. If I want to hook up, I also hook up with the boss!"

Feng Dingkun sat in the conference room and scanned the participants.All the shareholders and high-level executives of the company participated in this meeting, and the meeting room was filled with front and back.

There was actually a young man among them.

Among a group of middle-aged bloated men and women, a young face suddenly appeared, which was still very noticeable. He took a closer look and found that the young man was actually Lan Xin.

How could Lanxin have Feng's shares?

Feng Dingkun looked at the information given to him by Secretary Jiang, and found that it was not Lan Xin who held the shares, but his father.

The shares held are not many, 8%, which is regarded as a major shareholder.

Mr. Lan was also involved in the kidney selling incident, and Feng Dingqian probably didn't know about it, so Ling Yuxin led the incident, and Mr. Lan was an accomplice.

Ling Yuxin sold his shares and ran away. Lan Dezheng, who was with him, didn't come. Instead, Lan Xin was sitting here. Why?Lan Xin noticed Feng Dingkun's eyes, raised her eyes to meet his eyes, and smiled with the corners of her mouth.

He's sitting here, a summing signal.That morning Lan Dezheng answered Ling Yuxin's call and immediately talked to Lan Xin.When Lan Xin heard that Ling Yuxin was planning to force the palace, she immediately pressed Lan Dezheng to ask him not to participate.

Because he didn't know, Ling Yuxin tricked Feng Dingkun into killing him.

In the past few years, Lan Xin has also developed well abroad and opened a company, but the foundation is not stable, so Lan Dezheng is his rear, and he must stabilize it no matter what.

Feng Dingkun couldn't laugh.He lowered his head and continued to read the information Secretary Jiang gave him.

At this meeting today, Feng Dingqian came to do a clean-up work on Ling Yuxin's coercion incident, and secondly, he wanted to introduce Feng Dingkun to the remaining large and small shareholders, at least to get acquainted first.

At present, Feng Dingqian's shares are 40%, and Ling Yuxin's shares, he took back 20% and handed it over to Feng Dingkun, and the remaining 10% cannot be taken back.As a listed company, retail investors currently hold less than 8% of the shares in the market, and the rest are in the hands of small shareholders.

In the middle of the meeting, someone knocked on the door of the meeting room suddenly. Feng Dingqian was interrupted, a little unhappy, and everyone's eyes were focused on the door for a while.

A tall young man walked in from the door. He raised the document in his hand, smiled slightly, and touched the scar on his face: "Since it's a shareholders' meeting, how can I be without me. Ten minutes ago, Ling Yuxin put 10 documents in his hand. % of the equity was transferred to me."

Feng Dingkun raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man fixedly.

It's Zhuo Ying.