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Basong glanced at President Feng who had finished making the call, "President Feng, from your tone, you seem to be satisfied with your daughter-in-law, yet not satisfied at the same time?"

He had even thought that Little An An would bite his hand difficult a moment ago, and now he even threatened Cong Gang, saying that he wouldn't treat his youngest son as his son-in-law …

Was this satisfaction? Or unsatisfied?

Feng Xinglang glanced at Basong from the side of his eyes, "Basong, you sure have a tight mouth! "Since when did your boss have a daughter who was a little over ten months old, and you want to keep it a secret?"

"President Feng, I really don't know! If I knew, I would have told you first! " Basong really did not know, "I only found out yesterday!"

"Basong, you should care more about your boss! "Don't let him be fooled by some woman on the spur of the moment. It would be so depressing to bring a wild child back to be a father to a bottle of wine!" Feng Xinglang scoffed.

"President Feng, you can be at ease about this. Other than being scammed by you, my boss can't scam anyone else, be it male or female! Who is my boss? He's the only one who cheats on others! That depends on his mood! "

What do you mean 'except to be cheated by you'? Can the child speak! It was enough to kill the heavens!

"Even the life of your elder is mine …" It is also a must for him to submit to me! "

Feng Xinglang humphed lightly. He still had to establish the necessary prestige.

He wanted to let Basong know that if even Cong Gang was bowing down to him, then there was no need to mention this eighteen lines of subordinate of his!

"Oh right, President Feng, how did you save my boss back then? With your skill, you must have coincidentally met it, right? "

This smart person's words, just go as far as you can. And with Basong, not only did it take him a lot of effort, his anger also rose quickly.

"If it wasn't for me 'coincidentally' meeting him back then, I'm afraid that your boss would have been reduced to a pile of dirt by now!" Feng Xinglang scoffed.

"President Feng, then you can't keep hounding my boss over this matter, right?" Basong muttered.

"I set him up, Cong Gang. Do you have any objections?"

Using Feng Xinglang's words, Basong was indeed just an ingrate who wasn't familiar with him. No matter how nice Basong was to him, he would still side with Cong Gang.

"No …." No, I have no objections! As long as you're happy! "

Seeing that the President Feng was angry, Basong immediately shut his mouth tightly.

Since the words had already left his mouth, Feng Xinglang felt that he had suffered a little injustice.

"Basong, you must make it clear to me today: How did I scam your boss? Not only did I give him a son as a son-in-law, I even gave him 30% of the company's shares to a dog. What do you want from me? " President Feng, if you say it like that, I have to avenge my big brother: First of all, your son is my big brother's son-in-law, it seems to be my big brother who is at a disadvantage! He has been raising a son-in-law for your son since he was young! As for the GK Venture Capital, there are

Eight percent of it was bought by my big brother from Bai Mo himself; there were even a few times when he risked his life to save Yan Bang, but Yan Bang gave it himself! How did it become your gift to my boss?! "

Basong was telling the truth. However, the truer it was, the more people didn't like it!

"Basong, you seem to be dissatisfied with me?" An unreasonable person coldly snorted.

"President Feng, I am not dissatisfied with you. I am. "I just feel sorry for my boss …" Basong muttered, "Even though I've always been tricked by you, he never made a sound!"

"Heh, from what you said, how pitiful is Cong Gang! Since you feel that I have wronged him, you can scram out of Shen City with him! "

"The current Feng Xinglang, is a good example of what 'getting angry from embarrassment' means." President Feng, why are you angry again? I didn't say that you were the wrong person to scam my family's old man! Besides, my boss is happy to be tricked by you … I just feel that in the future, you just have to scam my boss a little less! My eldest brother is also very …

It's not easy! "

"..." Why did these words sound even more awkward the more he heard them?

A little less? You speak as if he, Feng Xinglang, is really trying to cheat him, Cong Gang!

But so what if he had deceived Cong Gang? What could he do to him?!

However, Feng Xinglang kept feeling that he seemed to be the one who was tricked!

There were endless meetings, endless discussions, and endless profits. Feng Xinglang rarely went to explore the businesses and companies, he would usually let the teams below complete it.

Everything seemed to be organized, but danger lurked in every direction. To a merchant, there was no peace of life. Every day, they had to move forward with a heavy burden on their shoulders!

When he returned to the Feng Family, it was already 11 PM. Once upon a time, there was still the Old Mo waiting for him to leave his light on. Now that the Old Mo had to take care of his own grandson, he could only leave a light for the young master and his son, who had returned late.

No matter how tired he was, Feng Xinglang would take a look at his eldest son and youngest son after taking a shower. Then, it would be his wife and daughter. In comparison to Feng Xinglang's pampering, Xueluo's love for her daughter seemed to be much deeper. No matter how big the bed was, she would insist that her daughter sleep in the infant bed beside her late. However, it couldn't stop the husband from spoiling his daughter. The next day, he would always grow up …

On the bed he saw something small and babbling.

… ….

In June, the vacation villa could be said to be filled with flowers.

Mountains and rivers, flowers and plants. The more Feng Xinglang looked at them, the more he liked them.

It was a pity that the Old Master of the Bai Family had used an underhanded tactic to pass this vacation villa and Bai's mansion under the name of his wife, Yuan Duoduo. From now on, Yuan Duoduo will decide how the real estate will be distributed. Feng Xinglang clearly knew that the hope was slim. This was because a woman like Yuan Duoduo would definitely become the Bai Family's miser. No matter what she said, she would not sell the vacation villa. Furthermore, it would be too embarrassing for Feng Xinglang to end up with a girl like her …

A schemer!

If it was changed to Bai Mo's name, Feng Xinglang would be able to grant this vacation villa the surname after a year and a half!

Once he heard that Cong Gang's daughter was only sixteen months old and would change to wet clothes by herself, Yuan Duoduo, who was already eight months old, rushed to the vacation villa with his two daughters early in the morning to wait.

Originally, he wanted to bring Little Du Du along, but Gentleman Bai said he wanted her to stay at home to accompany him, so Yuan Duoduo didn't.

It was as if Duo Duo could feel it too: the old man didn't seem to want Little DuDu to show his face in front of outsiders. A few days ago, because of Du Du Du's studies, Yuan Duoduo wanted to use the big name 'Bai Nian En' on the little Du Du; however, the old man said that calling her 'Yuan Nian En' was more suitable, thus the filial Duo Duo listened to the old man's wishes and did not insist.

He then named Du Du as' Yuan Nian En '.

Mo Ranran had also brought his son that was more than two months old, saying that he could fall in love with Xiao An at first sight.

"Ran Ran, Little An An is the girlfriend of my family's Buggy, isn't it good for you to try to rob him like this?!" Xueluo wanted to give Ran Ran a preventive measure.

"Love is something that has never been spoken of first come first served! The most important thing for me to learn is to have feelings for two kids! Maybe Anthea fell in love with my son at first sight! If this love comes, I won't be able to stop it! " Mo Ranran felt that his young gentleman should be An An's type.