Sister, you miss me

"Indeed...something is concealed." Feng Yuxin said hesitantly.

"What did you hide?" Yang Zhantian asked.

"He cured a man's cancer."

"What? Are you sure? How did he do it?"

Feng Yuxin said: "I'm really not sure that it doesn't matter, what's important is that Liu Yong has been determined."

"Oh -" Yang Zhantian sighed, "What did I tell you during that meeting? You are good to him, it is not really good, it is harming him, it is to expose him to broad daylight, to expose him to Under the enemy's gun."

"Yang... Brother Yang, you are a little alarmist!"

"Alarming?" Yang Zhantian's voice sharpened: "Do you know how many people in the world are looking for him? Do you know how powerful the enemy is? My twenty years of patience and humiliation will soon be put to nothing. If Xiaofeng has three longs and two shorts, I will die. It’s hard to blame."

Feng Yuxin said: "Don't worry, although the enemy is strong, we are not vegetarian. I will spare no effort to protect Yang Feng from harm."

"Ms. Feng, you have your own family, can you really do it at all costs? Besides, how does your Yuxin Group's financial resources compare with those oil tycoons and financial oligarchs?"

"Big Brother Yang, if you say so, I also..."

"Oh, I feel strange about one thing. Why does he cure someone's cancer? What method does he use?"

"Liu Yong said it was acupuncture."

"Acupuncture? This matter is not trivial. Please remind Liu Yong to let him not be silly." Yang Zhantian paused, and continued: "Even without his identity, he also offended the Zhao family and the Qinggang at the same time. Right and wrong."

"I have contacted the top international security companies and they will send elites to protect Yang Feng." Feng Yuxin said.

"Internationally? Do you really think he didn't expose quickly enough?"

"I……"

Yang Zhantian sighed: "Perhaps all of this is God's will. Let's take a step and look at it!"

...

Brighton Manor in New Jersey.

"Sir, are you looking for me?"

"Xiang Yinglong, you are too old!" said Brighton, the financial oligarch lying on the bed.

"Anyone will be old, but Lian Po is old and can still eat a few bowls of rice."

"Haha... ahem, Xiang Yinglong, are you very proficient in Eastern culture!"

"You don't dare to be proficient, but don't forget, sir, I am half Oriental."

"Yes!" Brighton felt a moment of sorrow. He was wearing thick cotton pajamas, with age spots all over his face and the back of his hands.

Seeing that Brighton, who was once so dazzling, was aging, Xiang Yinglong had to sigh that the years are like a knife.

"Your Excellency, you are looking for me..."

Brighton closed his eyes, and two drops of turbid tears slid out of the corners of his eyes: "In my life, although I have climbed to a height that no one else can match, I can't help but leave a lot of regrets. And what always makes me worry about... It's my son and daughter...cough cough..."

"Your Mightiness."

"I'm fine." Brighton panted and shook his head: "My son, died in a war I planned, and my daughter, died in an attack I planned, all because of me!"

"Then, you are looking for me to..."

"I'm going to die. I only recently learned that Ruth's child, my grandson, he is still alive and he is in China."

"Really?" Xiang Yinglong couldn't help but feel excited: "But, how can I find him?"

"If you count it carefully, he should be twenty years old. He must be somewhat similar to Ruth or that person. I still have Ruth's DNA sample here. Please find him and bring him to see me as soon as possible... ...Hehe...he is my only relative in this world."

Xiang Yinglong took a blood sample: "Your Excellency, please wait for good news."

Xiang Yinglong had just quit, Brighton snapped his fingers, and a man in a suit and sunglasses appeared behind the screen, resembling the hero of The Matrix. He bowed and said, "Your Excellency, what's your order?"

"Follow Xiang Yinglong, monitor his every move, and report any changes at any time."

"Yes."

...

Rongxing Network chose the site of the Fuxi Building, which is only one road away from the same Zhong.

When Yang Feng arrived, he saw the front door decorated with a new decoration, and the signboard was covered by a piece of red silk cloth. Through the fully enclosed glass window, one could see the interior furnishings.

Parked the car at the door, Yang Feng strolled up the steps and saw Zhu Rongrong, who was wearing a fur coat and buttoned sunglasses, directing the arrangement.

"Pighead, it's so grand!" Yang Feng patted Zhu Rongrong on the shoulder.

With joy on Zhu Rongrong's face, he turned to take off his sunglasses: "Chairman, you are willing to come."

"Fuck you, don't shout nonsense."

Zhu Rongrong said: "I'm serious. Whoever pays more is the chairman of the board. This is justified."

"I don't want that name, you do it yourself, I lent you the money."

"Sure, do whatever you say."

Yang Feng smiled, "General Manager Zhu, don't you show me a tour?"

"It's necessary. Please." Zhu Rongrong clapped his hands: "Ren Kai, Qin Li, Huang Minglei, Pei Yuxin, please stop me if you have any work in your hands, Feng Ge is here."

Several guys folded newspapers into hats, some cleaning, some painting.

Seeing the little brothers with oil paint on their faces and dirty bodies, Zhu Rongrong couldn't laugh or cry: "You haven't done much work, you really got yourself out of the painter."

The four people felt ashamed when they heard this.

Yang Feng shook his head: "Pighead, introduce the configuration so I can advertise for you."

"That's good." Zhu Rongrong excitedly said: "I have more than 150 machines here, Intel I3 processor, 4G memory, 25-inch ASUS large LCD screen, enough to run the latest large-scale online games, I have a lobby here. There are also boxes, which can meet the needs of all kinds of people."

Listening to the introduction, Yang Feng turned around and couldn't help but nodded slightly, then looked at Zhu Rongrong and said, "Are you still going to school?"

Zhu Rongrong didn't say anything else: "If you rule such a big family business, you still have a fart."

Yang Feng asked Ren Kai and the others again, and Ren Kai said: "Brother Rong is right. It is a waste of time, youth and life for those of us who go to school. It is better to step into society earlier and increase our experience."

Yang Feng nodded: "The pig has something to do, what are your plans?"

Ren Kai looked at Zhu Rongrong with a sad face, and Zhu Rongrong shook his head: "Sorry, I don't need my own person. There is no discussion about this matter. You can come and play at any time, all for free."

Hearing this, the four of Ren Kai could only sigh.

Yang Feng glanced at Zhu Rongrong. This man was full of ambition and high spirits, but it really seemed to be a career.

"Pig Tou, the opening tomorrow is scheduled."

"I am all right here."

"What program?"

"Basically, the etiquette company is responsible, with salutes, ribbon cutting, unveiling, and thank you reception."

"It's really like that."

"Of course, so your whole family must be dispatched. Don't eat for nothing."

"Haha, I don't think no one will be polite to you."

Zhu Rongrong rolled his eyes: "Fengzi, don't forget what you promised me."

"what?"

"The best manners you told me."

"Hi...I have to contact me quickly on this matter."

"One more thing, the heavyweight guest you are talking about!"

Yang Feng sighed, "Hey, am I not looking for something for myself?"

"We are brothers, regardless of you and me."

Yang Feng smiled and said, "I'll first contact Miss Etiquette. You have to talk to the etiquette company and take someone to try on the cheongsam."

"This is okay. I'm just afraid that the etiquette company will squirm and say that I will trouble myself."

"If he says that, you can push it back in one sentence."

"What is it?"

"You just said his quality is not enough."

Zhu Rongrong took a deep breath: "Yes, I absolutely agree with this."

"Take me to your office, I will contact you now."

"it is good."

Zhu Rongrong's office is over 30 square meters, and it is made of glass partitions, white floor tiles, beige ceilings, and golden wallpaper.

Outside the partition, there is a conference table, a circle of chairs, and a pot of money tree in the corner; inside, a four-person leather sofa is placed against the partition, and in front of the sofa is a coffee table made of a fish tank. The two ends of the coffee table are a pair. Single sofa.

Opposite the sofa is Zhu Rongrong's executive desk. The table is two meters long and 1.2 meters wide, which is the size of a single bed. There is only an Apple notebook on the table.Behind the countertop is a high-back leather swivel chair.

There is a faint smell of paint in the air.

"Fengzi, how about it, let's go." Zhu Rongrong said proudly.

Yang Feng gave a thumbs up: "Like a nouveau riche."

Zhu Rongrong shook his head and sighed: "Six months ago, I couldn't even think of this kind of thing, Fengzi, everything I have today was given by you. As long as you have a word, you can sit in this position and I can work for you. You take care of all this."

"You'd better be your President Zhu at ease, I'm not free."

Zhu Rongrong smiled and said: "Fengzi, I know that you are a great person. This stage is too small for you to look down on, but you can rest assured that I will manage it for you."

"Don't forget the security guard I recommended to you." Yang Feng did not forget Gao Xiaobao's prospective father-in-law.

"Don't worry, I have nothing to say about what you arranged. You will let him come over tomorrow afternoon."

Yang Feng nodded: "You go out. By the way, get me some pen and paper."

Zhu Rongrong was quick to prepare, so he went out to work.

Looking at Zhu Rongrong's back, Yang Feng nodded in satisfaction and dialed the first call.

"Yang Feng, are you back?" Wang Bingqian's voice was surprised and happy, sweet and greasy.

"Oh, just came back." Yang Feng was a little overwhelmed.

"Call me as soon as you come back, you are so kind to me!"

Yang Feng coughed: "Qianqian, I have something to trouble you."

"Hehe, you are still polite to me."

"Is such that……"

After listening to Yang Feng, Wang Bingqian was silent for a while.

Yang Feng immediately said: "This is completely voluntary, you are not happy, never force it."

"Tell me, who else?"

"I want Xiaoxue, He Lingxin, Zhang Xiaonan, and Su Qinxin to participate. However, Ms. He Lingxin is hard to say, Su Qinxin seems to be still angry with me."

"Yang Feng, if you speak, I will not refuse. I don't recognize Zhu Rongrong, but I will not refuse any request from you."

"Qianqian..." Yang Feng's heart warmed and blood warmed when she heard this.

"Well, I agree, you can arrange it."

"Okay, I will contact you again."

"Okay, don't let people wait too long."

Yang Feng swallowed and spit, hung up the phone, and said that Wang Bingqian was so tired!

However, he still wrote Wang Bingqian's name on the paper.