It's not my fault to be ugly

He made the ointment yesterday, and it happened to be with him today.

Feng Dingqian took him into his office.Feng Dingkun sat down at the table, took out a small glass bottle from his pocket, and handed it to Feng Dingqian.

"I burned my face when I was 13 years old. At that time, the master made this ointment and asked me to apply it every day. After that, the scar gradually disappeared. So I thought, if the active ingredients in this ointment are used in skin care products, it must be It will do wonders for skin care."

Feng Dingqian picked up the glass bottle, pulled out the stopper and sniffed the green ointment inside, then he picked out a little and tried it on the back of his hand.

"This kind of ointment, only you have used it?"

"Later, Lu Mingran was accidentally injured and left a scar on his forehead. I also used it for him."

Feng Dingqian nodded, picked up the phone on the table and dialed: "Elsa, call Director Lu and Teacher Gu for me."

After hanging up the phone, he raised his head: "I called someone from the product research and development department to come over and take a look. First, we will test the ingredients and various indicators of the ointment, and then test the effect. If there is no problem, we will establish a project. I will ask Attorney Gao Draw up a contract and bring it to you."

"That's okay, I'll go first."

"Wait a minute!" Feng Dingqian called to stop him.

Feng Dingkun turned his head and looked at him wonderingly.

"Wait a minute... let's go home together."

Feng Dingkun subconsciously wanted to refuse, but remembering that he had made up his mind to take revenge on Feng Dingqian severely, how could he not stay by his side, and when the words came to his lips, they turned into: "OK."

Feng Dingqian smiled immediately, his eyes sparkled amazingly, and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll ask someone to prepare it in advance."

"Whatever, anything."

It can be seen that Feng Dingqian was looking forward to "going home with his younger brother". He called Feng Dingkun's office 5 minutes before he got off work and asked him to wait for him downstairs.

It is very rare for Feng Dingqian to leave work 5 minutes early.If he can get off work on time, it is considered a holiday for himself.

Feng Dingkun didn't understand what was so exciting about it.Feng Dingqian is really naive.

The two sat in the back seat of the car, and the scenery outside the window quickly receded.Feng Dingqian asked: "Do you like baseball?"

"well enough."

"Then do you want to go to a baseball game together this weekend?"

"No." Feng Dingkun was a little absent-minded.

"Are you still worried about things on the Internet?"

"Ah."

"I'll settle it."

Feng Dingkun sighed, and leaned back on the car seat. He stared out the window for a while, then turned his head to find that Feng Dingqian had been looking at him.The two looked at each other, and Feng Dingqian quickly looked back.

Feng Dingqian actually peeked at him, Feng Dingkun couldn't help but feel a little hairy.When he was eating, he raised his head and glanced at the opposite side, and Feng Dingqian was looking at him again, as if to observe which dish he ate more.

It can't be that he wants to analyze which dish he likes to eat, so that he can poison the dish... Feng Dingkun suddenly thought that if he died, most of his inheritance should be inherited by Feng Dingqian.

After Feng Dingkun finished his meal, he immediately ran back to his room upstairs.

He took a shower, turned on the computer and logged in to SNS.Feng Dingqian didn't lie to him when he said that it would be settled. The Jiangshuo City Police Department issued a statement confirming that he had nothing to do with Wan Hai's death.The number of retweets is actually six figures, and I don't know if Feng Dingqian bought the navy.

In addition to this statement being retweeted a lot, photos of him when he was studying in Jiangshuo private high school, the awards he won, etc. also appeared on the Internet, creating a sunny and positive image for him.Feng Dingkun saw that many people in the comments asked him what was the scar on his face?Even discussing whether he has plastic surgery can build tall buildings in various forums.

But thanks to this wave of whitewashing, Feng's stock price continued to recover.

"Plastic surgery?" The curly-haired young man sitting in front of the computer sneered, "Your sister is being punished. If someone looks good, it means plastic surgery? My heart is gloomy!"

He rummaged through the folders on his computer, found a photo and posted it online.It was the photo that Feng Dingkun was secretly photographed when he was [-] or [-] years old.

"Aying!" the editor-in-chief called him in the office.

"Come on, sit down." The editor-in-chief pushed a piece of information in front of him: "You don't have a job right now, right?"

"Recently, I've been following Yu Manwei's information. She must have an illegitimate child, and she has been traveling abroad frequently recently..."

"Just ask Dayao to follow me. I have a new task for you." The editor-in-chief raised his chin and signaled him to open the file.

The curly-haired young man picked up the document on the table and opened it, and all he saw was a sneak photo.

His heartbeat immediately accelerated, cold sweat continued to break out from the palms of his hands, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

It's good to be with anyone, not him...

"See, he is the second son of the Feng family, Feng Dingkun. Just look at his bloody face and you will know that there will be no shortage of news following him."

"Xiang Ying? Are you listening to me? Xiang Ying?!"

"……Have."

"Well, from now on, you'll just talk to him and find more stuff for me. What's the point of wearing women's clothing? Wearing black silk to play in the banquet group P will be interesting! You have to be good at grasping the psychology of ordinary people who hate the rich, now His reputation on the Internet is not bad, so you should dig more to make the audience think, "Ah, rich people are really corrupt and dirty in private, what kind of positive youth were you pretending to be before...", understand?"

"He is a shareholder of Feng's, so is it not good to be with him?"

"You don't have to worry about that." The editor-in-chief laughed nonchalantly: "What is the Feng family?"

"Before that, was it our company that posted photos of his women's clothing online?" Zhuo Ying's voice was dry.The media company he is currently working for is quite strong, and he also earns a good income by writing half-truths and half-fake scandals about celebrities, but if he wants to black Feng Dingkun...he doesn't want to do it.

I have hurt him once, and I don't want to hurt him a second time.

The editor-in-chief just smiled vaguely, but this was already an affirmative answer to Zhuo Ying.

Why?Zhuo Ying was puzzled. For a big company like Feng's, it must have already managed its relationship with the media industry.There is no need to offend a business giant like Feng's for his own company.

Could it be that the opponents of the Feng family came to buy the black man again?Thinking about the Feng family that is in full swing now, there must be many families and companies that are secretly jealous, but anyone who has fought with the Feng family knows that buying drafts on the Internet is just a painless blow to the Feng family, just like before. Twice, although Feng's stock price fell, it quickly rose back.

The only one who will hurt is Feng Dingkun.

Xiang Ying returned to her seat and sat blankly, leaving the folder aside.The photo he posted on the online platform had an extremely terrifying amount of forwarding in just ten minutes, and the comments were all face-licking, but he was in no mood to look at it.

"Ah, what's going on with this photo?" Feng Dingkun muttered to himself, looking at the photos that went viral on the Internet.

"Mr. Feng, I heard from the HR department that the number of people applying for our company recently has doubled compared to this time in previous years. It seems that they are all here for you." Xiao Fu put the coffee on Feng Dingkun's table.

"That's not necessarily true." Feng Dingkun smiled.

"You really don't understand your own charm. Many people have come downstairs recently, all wanting to see you. If Mr. Feng hadn't asked people to drive them away, you would have been unable to move a single step."

"Really? Don't those people have to work?"

"There's not much time to spend it. They seem to have formed your fan club."

Hearing the words "support club", Feng Dingkun couldn't help but think of his high school days.He frowned: "I'm not a celebrity, so I won't have any privacy if this goes on."

"Then you can talk to Mr. Feng, he will let Lawyer Gao take care of it."

Hearing Xiao Fu's suggestion, although Feng Dingkun didn't want to find Feng Dingqian, he still couldn't help mentioning it during dinner at night.

"Okay, I understand, you don't have to worry too much, after all, you are not a star, and as the exposure rate decreases, they will gradually forget about you."

"I'm afraid that someone is fueling the flames behind the scenes, intentionally targeting me and the Feng family." Feng Dingkun couldn't help frowning when thinking of Zhuo Ying.

"I will say hello to the media. If you really mind, I can ask people to delete all those photos on the Internet."

"Forget about the photos that have been posted on the Internet, it is impossible to delete them cleanly."

Feng Ding hummed, he glanced at Feng Dingkun, lowered his eyes again, and said casually: "By the way, did you see Lu Mingran when you attended Yu Wenning's wedding banquet last time?"

"What?" Feng Dingkun's voice trembled nervously, and he stopped his chopsticks. He quickly calmed down and asked, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"If... I mean, if you want to reconcile with him, brother can find a way to help you."

Feng Dingkun put down his chopsticks and looked at Feng Dingqian puzzled.He still remembered Feng Dingqian's disgusted expression when he knew he was in love with Lu Mingran when he was studying.

"Aren't you homophobic?"

"I'm not homophobic." Feng Dingqian quickly denied it. "And I thought, it was my fault that caused you to break up... It's been so long, haven't you been in love? If you still like him..."

"Forget it." Feng Dingkun interrupted him: "How can the broken mirror be reunited, the cracks will always be there."

When he said that he was reunited after a broken mirror, he was referring to the relationship between himself and the bright flame, but it was only when he said it that he realized that it was a bit like an allusion to the relationship between himself and Feng Dingqian. There was already a rift between the two, even if he wanted to make up for it, Emotions cannot be repaired.

Sure enough, Feng Dinggan pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Xiao Zhi asked Wang Yan to see the guests off, and sat alone in the yard drinking.After a while, Wang Yan sent the guest back, Xiao Zhi greeted him and let him sit on the stone bench opposite to him.

"What do you think of what those people mentioned?"

"Brother, let me tell you the truth, we can't hold the land of Qiusha."

In the past, Xiao Zhi would definitely reprimand him when he heard his subordinates say such things, but after being imprisoned, his mentality has changed a lot, and he often feels that the times change too fast. It's time for the rivers and lakes to find a way out for themselves.

And he also knew that Wang Yan was telling the truth.Jiangshuo is being built too fast. Although Qiusha is still far away from Jiangshuo City, it will be a matter of time before it is developed and constructed.Today is the Lu family, and tomorrow the Pei family and the Yang family may also come to find it. Jiang Shuo's bosses can't give up this piece of fat.

"Wang Yan, are you still thinking that since the land is going to be sold, the price will be about the same to anyone, so why not sell it to the Feng family, as a way of repaying their favor?"

Seeing that his elder brother had caught his attention, Wang Yan fell silent for a while.

Xiao Zhi sighed: "Please help me and ask Mr. Xiao Feng if he is free tomorrow."

Knowing what he meant, Wang Yan raised his head and asked, "Brother, is it okay for us to reject the Lu family?"

"What are you afraid of? Mr. Lu passed away two years ago, and the eldest son is mediocre. Although his grandson Lu Mingran has some skills, he is still a little tender compared to the boss of the Feng family. It is indeed us who sold the land to the Feng family. the best choice."

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Sorry, I made a mistake yesterday.