It's not my fault to be ugly

For a moment, Feng Dingkun felt that they were about to kiss.

The air was clear and chilly. Along the way, he sweated a little, and the heat radiated from his pores, making him feel much more relaxed.Lu Mingran was very close to him, so close that he could smell the clean breath of his body, as well as the cold and clear smell of pine wood in the mountains.

Then he put his head down.

It turns out that Lu Mingran is taller than me, and he was about the same when he was studying...

The moment he was kissed, Feng Dingkun thought so.

Lu Mingran finally let go of Feng Dingkun, pressed his fingertips on his red lips and kept rubbing them, and asked again: "Is what you said true?"

Just when Feng Dingkun was about to speak, Lu Mingran's cell phone rang first.

He took out his mobile phone with some displeasure, and Feng Dingkun saw that the caller ID was: Lan Xin.

"What's the matter?" Lu Mingran walked to one side and talked to the other side.

Feng Dingkun rubbed his face to calm down his breathing.He hadn't kissed for a long time, and the touch of Lu Mingran's lips was even a little strange. He even forgot how to breathe just now, and was almost suffocated.

He looked at Lu Mingran's back on the phone, guessing what he was talking about with Lan Xin.Originally, the atmosphere was good, and he was almost about to say his confession, but it's a pity that the call was so inopportune.

Feng Dingkun sighed.What is the relationship between Lu Mingran and Lan Xin?No matter how much he convinced himself, he couldn't ignore it.

Soon after Lu Mingran finished the phone call, he put away his phone and walked over.He looked at Feng Dingkun with a sorry face: "I have something to deal with, can I go back now?"

"Well, let's go." Feng Dingkun turned around and walked down the mountain.

The words that have just come to the lips, now there is no atmosphere to say them.

Lu Mingran didn't ask any more questions.

Feng Dingqian was still sitting on the sofa on the first floor reading the newspaper. When he saw Feng Dingkun coming back with a backpack on his back, he couldn't help asking, "Why did you come back so early?"

"Ah, Lu Mingran has some personal matters, so..." He put down his backpack by the sofa, sat down on the ground, and took off his coat.

"Why is your face so red?" Feng Dingqian looked at him suspiciously, and reached out to touch Feng Dingkun's forehead, but was avoided.

"It's okay." Feng Dingkun was a little embarrassed, lowered his head and pretended to be arranging the things in his backpack, thinking of the kiss on the mountain, his heartbeat couldn't calm down again.

Feng Dingqian seemed to see something, staring at his lips.Feng Dingkun couldn't stand his eyes, stood up and shouted: "Is lunch ready? I'm starving to death!"

Feng Dingqian stood up, coughed twice, and walked to the table to ask someone to set the meal.His complexion was not good, and he looked preoccupied. Feng Dingkun wondered if it was because of work.

Sensing that Feng Dingkun was looking at him, Feng Dingqian raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Feng Dingkun retracted his neck suddenly, and asked a little shyly, "Have you ever been in love before?"

Feng Dingqian thought about it and said, "Dating?...Of course we have talked about it."

"How many times have you talked?" Feng Dingkun couldn't help asking.

"Of course many times!" Feng Dingqian looked at his younger brother opposite and asked, "If you have any emotional problems, just ask me."

"It's not an emotional problem, it's just..." Feng Dingkun hesitated for a moment, and his face blushed again: "Lu Mingran has a good relationship with me now, but he always gets along with Lan Xin. What do you think he is?" What means?"

"It seems that I want to step on two boats." Feng Dingqian frowned, with a displeasure on his face: "How dare you bully you, do you want my brother to ruin their family?"

"No, no, no!" Feng Dingkun hurriedly said, "Lu Mingran is not the kind of person who can stand in two boats. I mean, what is the relationship between him and Lan Xin? How does he think of me?"

"Let me make a call and ask him." Feng Dingqian took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call, but was stopped by the panicked Feng Dingkun.

"Hey! Have you ever been in a relationship?!" Feng Dingkun sighed, "How can you call and ask about this kind of thing?!"

"Why not?"

Feng Dingkun was dejected, took a mouthful of rice and swallowed it: "Forget it, I won't ask you!"

"Okay, don't call. Then you can explain it in detail so that I can analyze it for you."

Feng Dingkun struggled for a while, and sighed deeply: "I was the one who proposed to break up back then. Do you think Lu Mingran wanted to take revenge on me and deliberately deceive my feelings?"

"With my brother around, he doesn't dare. You don't have to worry about this."

"...I also don't think he should be that kind of person. Then what is the relationship between him and Lan Xin? If he is really dating Lan Xin now, am I the third party involved?"

"Then how about this, I'll call Lan Dezheng and ask him to send his son abroad, do you think it's okay?" Feng Dingqian sincerely made a suggestion.

"...Just pretend I didn't ask you anything."

Early the next morning, just after dawn, Feng Dingkun was awakened by a violent cough, which came from the corridor outside the door.

After the voice finished coughing, he said again, "Be quiet."

Feng Dingkun thought to himself, what's the use of whispering, I was woken up.He sat up from the bed and walked over to open the door of the room.

Outside the door, Feng Dingqian was neatly dressed, with a cashmere coat covering the shirt vest inside, and as he walked, he instructed the servant behind him who was carrying the suitcase to be lighter.

"Morning." Seeing the door open, Feng Dingqian greeted him with a hoarse voice.

"Where are you going?"

"Country F, a few people under my command happen to be busy, so I can only personally..." Before he finished speaking, he coughed violently again, making the whole corridor seem to be crumbling.

Feng Dingkun walked over quickly and took his hand, only to realize that his palm was hot.He reached out his hand to touch the other person's forehead, and clicked his tongue: "You can still go on a business trip after this? Do you want to die?"

He forcefully dragged Feng Dinggan into the room, took off his clothes and made him lie down on the bed, sat aside and wrote a medicine list for the servant to pick up the medicine.

Feng Dingqian lay on the bed panting, struggling to get up, Feng Dingkun hurried over and held him down.

"...Stop making trouble, I have a nine o'clock plane." Feng Dingqian reached out and patted his head: "I'll bring you a gift when my brother comes back."

Feng Dingkun wanted to laugh a little, did this person lose his mind, and he was not a child, so what kind of gift did he want?

"You stay here honestly! Just let me go on a business trip!" He pushed Feng Dingqian back on the bed, took his mobile phone and called Secretary Jiang, and told him about the change of the business trip personnel.

Secretary Jiang immediately had the ticket refunded and rebooked, and told him the time.

After Feng Dingkun arranged everything, he returned to his bedroom and took out the boarding case to pack his things.Passport visa etc. He had done it when he went abroad for academic exchanges in university, and it is still within the validity period. Other daily necessities can be picked up casually. If there is something missing, he can buy it there.

He quickly packed up the suitcase and went downstairs with him. The person Secretary Jiang sent to pick him up to the airport was already waiting outside the door.

He sat on the plane for hours and turned on his cell phone as soon as he got off the plane.Feng Dingqian sent him several messages, explaining clearly the current problems facing the production line.

The preparatory work for Feng's production line here has been completed, and all links such as land, factory buildings, and raw materials have been opened up, but the machines that were originally ordered cannot be put in place now. In a small place like country F, there is only one supplier that can provide machines that meet the specifications and safety standards.Now the machine is too late to arrive, and one more day of delay is a waste of resources.

Feng Dingkun waited at the airport for nearly half an hour, but still did not wait for the person in charge of the production line here.He made a few phone calls, but the line was either busy or no one answered, and he didn't know what was going on.

He couldn't wait any longer, so he booked a hotel around the city by himself, took a taxi and rushed over to check in.

He was not in a hurry to visit the factory area, so he called Secretary Jiang first, and asked for the information of the relevant personnel in charge of the production line here, as well as relevant information about the machine supplier.

Because of the time difference, it was already night, but he wasn't tired. He sorted out all kinds of information materials in the hotel room by himself, and glanced at his phone. The local person in charge still didn't call.Feng Dingqian believed that with Secretary Jiang's ability, he would not make a mistake in connecting with him. It seemed that the person in charge wanted to give himself a blow.

It may not be that simple that the machine is not in place.

Feng Dingkun dug out the personal information of the person in charge.

Name: Jiang Yong.

In 20XX, he entered Feng's corporate business department. Because of his outstanding business ability, he was transferred to the Jiangzhou District business manager in less than a year. The next year, he invited him to go to other provinces to take up the post of market development department manager. Until last year, he was transferred to country F for marketing. Development, at the end of last year, he submitted a business plan to expand the production line in country F, and has been in charge of the development of the production line since then.

Feng Dingkun calculated the time. When Jiang Yong first entered Feng's company in 20XX, he was still in high school.

With a thought in his heart, he called Secretary Jiang and asked for Ling Yuxin's job resume. He compared the time points of his experience in various departments with the time point of Jiang Yong's promotion, and found that Jiang Yong was indeed recruited by Ling Yuxin, and Ling Yuxin was also responsible for it. promoted.

Now that Ling Yuxin is missing, this Jiang Yong may have other thoughts.

Feng Dingkun sighed, turned off the computer, and lay down on the bed exhausted.Before going to sleep, he glanced at his phone again, but he didn't receive any message from Lu Mingran.

It looked like it was destined to be a sleepless night.