It's not my fault to be ugly

Cen Fayu sent Feng Dingkun to the gate of Feng's house and planned to go back.He has found a new job in a small law firm in this city.

"Come in and sit down."

"No, no, no!" Cen Fayu waved his hands, recalling some terrible memories, his face turned blue.

"Don't worry, Feng Dinggan is not at home. He has been very busy these days and hasn't come back."

"Oh, forget it." Cen Fayu was determined, and he was not tempted in the slightest, and insisted on leaving. Feng Dingkun had no choice but to let him go.

He pushed Feng Zhu back indoors, and the servant handed him a registered letter.Feng Dingkun was a little puzzled, took it over and took a look, and found that it was really sent to him.

Who will send him a letter?

There was no sender's information on the envelope, only his address.Feng Dingkun took a pair of scissors, cut along the edge, and opened the letter.Inside, a thick stack of papers crackled and fell on the table. It was a pile of photos.

He picked up the photos and flipped through them one by one, and the people inside were all Zhuo Ying.

why?

How could someone send Zhuoying's photo to him?

In the photo, Zhuo Ying should be abroad. Most of the places he goes in and out are banks, stock exchanges and other places related to the financial industry. There are also a few photos in it, which are scenes of him talking with some strangers.

Feng Dingkun was puzzled, so he picked up the envelope and looked at it. There was still a piece of paper inside, and on it was a line of printed Chinese characters: Be careful Zhuoying.If you don't understand, give the letter to your brother.

Feng Dingkun felt that his IQ was insulted.But... well, he really didn't understand the purpose of this group of photos.

He put away the photos and called a little girl who was watering the flowers: "Send these to Feng Dingqian."

"Now?" The little girl put down the watering can, wiped her hands, and took the stack of photos.

"Well, let's go."

The little girl went out and trotted all the way to the bus stop.Holding the photo tightly in her arms, she waited for 5 minutes, and the bus finally arrived. She walked up with her things hooked on her back, put in coins and walked into the car.A passenger on the side turned his head to look at her strange appearance, and turned his eyes away after seeing that it was a plain little girl.

The little girl got out of the car and trotted all the way to Feng's building.She looked around, walked to the front desk and asked, "I want to see Mr. Feng Dingqian."

The front desk looked her up and down, and said with a smile, "Do you have an appointment?"

"I'm his servant. I have something for him."

"What? I can pass it on for you."

"No, I have to hand it to him personally." The little girl trotted all the way over, her face flushed from the sun, and she was still gasping for breath while speaking. She thought for a while and added: "Mr. Feng Dingkun asked me to send it over." .”

Feng Dingkun's name was obviously a gold medal, and the front desk finally let go: "Then please wait a moment, I will make a call now."

At this moment, the automatic door opened again, Zhuo Ying walked in dragging the suitcase, nodded with the front desk, and walked to the elevator.

The front desk called and said to the little girl, "Go directly to the top floor."

At this time the elevator came, and the little girl quickly followed Zhuo Ying and walked in.

Zhuo Ying looked down at her and asked, "Are you looking for Feng Dingqian?"

The little girl glanced at him, said nothing, nodded, still holding something in her arms.

She is only 1.5 meters five, standing beside Zhuo Ying who is 1.8 meters five, her whole body is covered by his shadow.Zhuo Ying glanced at her, showing a thoughtful expression, and asked, "What is that you are holding in your arms? Is it for Feng Ding?"

The little girl looked up at him, but said nothing.At this moment, the floor that Zhuo Ying was going to arrived, he quickly held down the elevator, and stretched out his other hand in front of the little girl: "Show me."

The little girl took a step back and shrank into a corner.

At this moment, the elevator opened with a ding sound again. Secretary Jiang walked in from the outside, glanced at the two people in the elevator, and stopped in his tracks.

He thought to himself, what the hell is going on, is this Zhuo Ying sick? There are a lot of beautiful girls not chasing, and they are here to tease a gray little girl.I broke his good deed, so I won't be raped by him, right?Oh my god, I can't keep going, so I will write a resignation report later!

Although his heart was overwhelmed, he didn't show it on his face, he greeted Zhuo Ying politely, walked into the elevator and glanced at the floor buttons.

Since someone came in, Zhuo Ying didn't intend to pester her anymore, so she turned around and got out of the elevator.

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief, and followed Secretary Jiang to the top floor.Feng Dingqian's assistant was waiting there and took her to the office.

"Akun asked you to give me what?"

The little girl handed over the envelope.

Feng Dingqian took it and poured out the photos to look at them one by one, and the movements of his hands gradually accelerated.At the end, he pressed his forehead and said to the little girl, "Go back and thank Akun for me. By the way, ask Xiao Jiang at the door to come in."

Feng Dingkun stayed at Feng's house in the afternoon.Feng Zhu was tired from playing and fell asleep on the small bed, so Feng Dingkun took out the project book that Feng Dingqian handed him two days ago to read.The ointment prescription he handed over to Feng Dingqian has been tested several times, and finally the project is about to be established. Feng Dingqian wants him to take charge of the project.

Feng Dingkun didn't agree to him right away. To be honest, this prescription is the legacy left by his master. It would be best for him to follow up the project all the way, but he was ashamed when he thought of going back to Feng's building and working under Feng Dingqian's floor. panic.

However, in places he didn't know, Feng's family was facing an unprecedented crisis.

At night when he was about to sleep, Cen Fayu called suddenly and asked, "Akun, have you looked at Feng's stock today?"

"What's the matter? I haven't done anything lately."

"No! Someone is selling a lot of Feng's stock!"

Feng Dingkun was shocked.There was a similar case in the book Feng Dingqian gave him. As a listed company, if there is not enough funds to take over when a large number of stocks are sold off, then the company will be finished.

"How many shares did you sell?"

"I don't know, you can see for yourself." Cen Fayu hung up the phone and sent him the information on the disk.Feng Dingkun roughly estimated that this shareholder sold at least 35% of the shares!

How can this be?He only has 20% in his own hands, and Feng Dingqian only has 40%!Being able to hold 35% of the shares can be said to be incomparably rich. Why does this person want to do such a deadly thing? !

Moreover, how did his shares come from?If it was bought from those large and small shareholders, how much did it cost?

He has not only been killed, but also injured eight hundred enemies and one thousand!

Who is this person?

Feng Dingkun quickly thought of a person, Zhuo Ying.

Zhuo Ying held 10% of the shares, and this person sold at least 35%, either he bought the 10% in Zhuo Ying's hands, or he was Zhuo Ying.

But what is all this for?

Feng Dingqian's phone call came in, and Feng Dingkun answered it immediately.

"Akun, if our family goes bankrupt, will you blame your brother for being useless?" Feng Dingqian's voice was actually quite calm.

"Is it really that serious?"

"Well. You have seen it too. Now the sold shares have reached 37%. Do you know how much 37% of Feng Enterprises' shares mean?" Feng Dingqian said a number, which made Feng Dingkun dizzy instantly.

"And what's worse, I don't have enough liquidity in my hand to take over this impending collapse."

Feng Dingkun took a deep breath, let himself calm down, and comforted Feng Dingqian: "It doesn't matter, as long as I don't die, I won't let the Feng family fall. Isn't there a prescription left by Master? I read the project letter you gave me. With this in mind, we can also stand up, but it will be more difficult in the early stage.”

There was no sound.

"Think about Dad, when he took over the Feng family, it was a mess, but when he left us, the Feng family was already thriving. When we leave, we can also leave a better Feng family to Ah Zhu."

There was silence for a long time, and then Feng Dingqian said two words softly: "Okay."

Feng Dingqian hung up the phone and looked at the two guests sitting on the sofa in the office.

"How about it, are you planning to cooperate with Feng's?"

Lan Xin smiled: "What about cooperation, Brother Feng, obviously we are helping you."

Feng Dingqian also smiled, and looked at Lan Xin: "Ah Xin, you are much more powerful than your father, good bamboo shoots come from bad bamboos. But don't get me wrong, the Feng family is not in trouble yet, except you , I have many other options."

Lan Xin was in doubt, wondering whether Feng Dinggan's words were true or false, so she couldn't help turning her head to look at Lu Mingran.He wanted to take advantage of the real dragon's trouble and ruthlessly tear off two pieces of meat, but now it seems that this piece of meat is not so easy to swallow.

He couldn't help gnashing his teeth, secretly hating.His father has been manipulated by Feng Dingqian for so many years, he originally wanted to take advantage of the fire, and let his father experience the feeling of being nodded and bowed by Feng Dingqian in the future.But now, looking at the calm Feng Dingqian, and the phone call he heard just now, the person who said in a calm tone, "As long as I don't die, I won't let the Feng family fall", at this moment, he Only then did he have real awe of the Feng family.

He looked at Lu Mingran again, urging him to make a decision with his eyes.Lu Mingran nodded almost invisible.

It was already late at night when the two walked out of Feng's building.Lan Xin had just been suppressed by Feng Dingqian the whole time, and at this moment she finally escaped from the terrible air pressure. She let out a breath of foul air and cursed: "Damn it! Sooner or later..."

Lu Mingran glanced at him, and said calmly: "Don't be so worthless, there will be more opportunities in the future."

Lan Xin turned her head and glared at him: "Be honest, did you agree to cooperate with Feng because of Feng Dingkun?"

Lu Mingran ignored him, opened the co-pilot's door and sat in, and asked, "Am I this kind of person who can be emotional?"

"Well, it's fine if it's not. I don't want my partner to be a lustful idiot."

"Okay, the condition Feng Dingqian agreed to is the biggest concession he will give. Our company can get on the big boat of Feng's, so we should smile when we go back." Lu Mingran fastened his seat belt.

Lu Mingran propped one hand on the side of the car window, watching the night scene outside.He remembered his grandfather's sigh, why the Lu family was always going downhill, while the Feng family could stand for more than ten generations.Originally thought that in Feng Dingkun's father's generation, the Feng family would be doomed.

Unexpectedly, his father supported the dying Feng family by himself.Then his father passed away, and another Feng Dingqian stood up, people blocked and killed Buddhas, and sat firmly on the throne of the Feng family with an iron-blooded attitude.His grandfather once sighed that without Feng Dingqian, the Feng family would definitely give way to the Lu family. It's a pity, a pity, it seems that God favors the Feng family.

But now it seems that without Feng Dingqian, there will be Feng Dingkun.Will be defeated, but will not be crushed, this is the power flowing in the blood of the children of the Feng family.

The Feng family, there are so many evildoers.

The author has something to say:

I plan to release a side story about Feng Dingqian from Feng Zhu's perspective, do you guys want to watch it? (⊙v⊙)

I really love Feng Dingqian.