Marry a crippled major general

"Ziyu, can I chase you?" What Feng Xiangchen said last night seemed to be in his ears, but He Ziyu still hasn't reacted.Some people came to Tibet suddenly, why did he and Feng Xiangchen come to this step suddenly?

Where did Feng Xiangchen look at him?

"Ziyu? Ziyu?"

"Ah! Ah? Aunt Sang, what's the matter?" Aunt Sang called He Ziyu back to his senses, followed by Aunt Sang's gaze, and immediately became flustered, "It's over, it's over, there are too many sesame seeds!!"

After working for a while, He Ziyu looked at the pumpkin money cake that had been wrapped in a huge amount of sesame seeds so that he couldn't see the inside, and smiled embarrassedly at Sang Nian who was looking at him with concern: "Auntie, I'm distracted." gone."

Sang Nianzhen waved her hand: "Okay, enough money cakes have been made." After a pause, she asked again, "Ziyu, is there any conflict with Xiang Chen?"

Now when He Ziyu heard the name Feng Xiangchen, he subconsciously tightened his body. He didn't know that in Sang Nianzhen's eyes, this was a sign of what he meant.Ms. Sang Nianzhen, an interstellar classical musician, sighed for a long time: "Xiangchen looks gentle, but he is actually very cold. If he bullies you, just tell me, and I will take it out for you!"

Ming Ming Ziyu has such a good temper, and she is also ingenious.A few days ago, she heard Feng He say that Ziyu is very talented in the manufacture of mecha cores, and she was happy for a while.The more he talked, the more he felt that his son had gone too far, Sang Nianzhen took off his apron: "I'll go and settle the score with that kid!"

"Auntie, isn't it!" Seeing that Sang Nian was really aggressive, He Ziyu stopped her, dumbfounded, "It's because I didn't sleep well."

"Didn't sleep well? But you were so early last night..." Sang Nianzhen's eyes lit up, and his expression narrowed a bit, "Oh, young man, I understand, I understand." His son's movements were still very awkward. Hurry up...

What do you know? !He Ziyu smiled helplessly, forget it, if you misunderstand, then misunderstand.He Ziyu looked at Sang Nianzhen who was making snacks with great interest, and felt a little soft in his heart.When they first came to the Feng family, Aunt Sang and Uncle Feng had smiles on their faces, but anyone could see the bleakness behind the smiles, but after so many days, the two elders were happier than before. .

All right, let's see how Feng Xiangchen can pursue him!

In the hall, Feng He was talking with Feng Xiangchen about the Xingli Group: "How is the matter between the Feng family and the He family?"

"The Sky Group under the He family occupies too much market share, and there is nothing they can do for a while." Feng Xiangchen said calmly, "But I think He Xingfa should not have much energy to deal with other things recently. So I want to move a little bigger."

"I'll leave Xingli Group to you, and you can decide what to do." Feng He slightly raised his eyes and asked curiously, "But how do you know that old fox He Xingfa doesn't have the energy to deal with other things?"

Feng Xiangchen remembered the fulfilling afternoon with He Ziyu yesterday, and the tenderness on his face became even more gentle: "It's nothing, just some small tricks."

"Give yourself a good level of control, the Sky Group's position cannot be replaced, don't overdo it."

Feng Xiangchen naturally understands this truth, but the irreplaceability of the Sky Group does not mean that the top management of the Sky Group is irreplaceable, does it?

During the meal, everyone noticed the dim sum in the middle. Feng Xiangchen pointed to the white dough in the middle of the plate and asked, "What is this?"

"Pumpkin money cake," Sang Nianzhen said with a smile, "That's made by Ziyu."

As soon as the second half of the sentence was said, Feng Xiangchen immediately took the piece of money cake that was incompatible with the surrounding snacks into his bowl, and expressed his support for He Ziyu with actions.After taking a bite and tasting, he nodded affirmatively: "It's delicious."

He Ziyu couldn't help but rolled his eyes. He just added a little more sesame seeds, and he didn't lack a lot of other seasonings. How could the taste be so bad?Thinking of this in his heart, He Ziyu couldn't help laughing.

After breakfast, as soon as He Ziyu entered the room, he turned to Feng Xiangchen and said, "I have something to tell you."

"What?" Feng Xiangchen firmly stopped He Ziyu from sitting down, "I just finished eating, don't sit down, it's not good for your health."

What kind of health care method for the elderly is this?The corner of He Ziyu's mouth twitched, "Then let's go to the back garden for a walk."

The back garden of Feng's family seems to be bigger than that of He's in his impression, and probably because Sang Nian is really a classical musician, the arrangement of the back garden is very ancient earth style, which He Ziyu likes very much.

He Ziyu asked straight to the point: "Are the Feng family and the He family engaged in... um, a business war?" He stopped by a cluster of tulips, feeling the faint scent of flowers lingering under his nose that seemed to be there, My mind is relaxed.

Feng Xiangchen didn't shy away from it, and admitted generously: "Yes, but with the energy of the Feng family, fighting with He Xingfa's family is called a lesson, not a business war."

He Ziyu took a funny look at Feng Xiangchen, who was exuding confidence all over his body: "Yes, you are amazing."

"I don't really understand what is there in the business world, but as long as you are willing to deal with He Xingfa, then I will help you." He Ziyu turned to look at Feng Xiangchen, "I have [-]% of the money my parents left me. The shares of the Sky Group, if it can help you, you can take it and use it."

"But I have to discuss something with you," He Ziyu scratched his face in embarrassment, and his eyes drifted away.

"What?" Feng Xiangchen felt that he couldn't get enough of the person in front of him, and asked with greedy eyes on He Ziyu.

He Ziyu coughed a few times: "Well, just don't let the Sky Group go bankrupt and dissolve, okay? After all, it was my parents' effort, and the personnel inside can be transferred at will..."

"Then do you want to be the president?"