Sister, you miss me

Another negotiation took place half a month later. This time, Yang Feng did not participate.

April Fools' Day on April 1.

On this day, Yang Feng successively received calls from Hong Dandong.

"Brother, you are great. Heishui accepts your plan in full and is willing to pay 50 million US dollars in pensions." Hong Dandong said excitedly, "Now, our two families have turned fighting into jade, and we have been working together for a win-win situation. "

"This is his wisest choice." Yang Feng said.

"Brother, Ruth said she would like to associate with me." Chen Long grabbed the phone and said.

"That's good, treat them well and start a family early, so your sister can rest assured."

"I understand..." Chen Long's voice trembled a little.

...

"Onion, your account is 1.2 billion less."

Wang Cong received a call from his father on the way to pick up the goods.

The goods are naturally mechanical birds. No, the agreed one-month delivery time has arrived. He decided to inspect the goods at his door and then ship them back to China.

Even now, he didn't want to conceal anymore, so he decided to tell his father.

"Dad, it's like this..." Wang Cong said cautiously, ready to bear his father's monstrous anger at any time.

To his surprise, his father Wang Lin just sighed and said: "Cong, you grow up, and your father is old. Sooner or later this family business will be yours, you..."

"Dad, I'm sorry." The more pleasant his father was, the more guilty he was, especially when his father sighed, his tears fell.

"Fortunately, people fight for the Buddha to receive a stick of incense." After that, Wang Lin took the lead in hanging up the phone.

"Dad," Wang Cong clenched his fists, "Yes, my son just let him be willful once, just for the last time, just to fight for a breath."

Wang Cong arrived at the factory and was warmly received by Dolly.

Dolly personally accompanied him, and also arranged two foreign girls with devil figures. Unfortunately, at this moment, Wang Cong has a heart on the bird.

Dolly said that he was tired during the journey and wanted to help him, but Wang Cong declined.

Dolly had to take him to see the birds.

In a warehouse, the mechanical bird stands proudly on a round table that can be rotated.

At a glance, Wang Cong felt extremely satisfied.

He had seen Yang Feng's bird more than once, and his body was dull and black, and it was so beautiful that he couldn't touch it, and the one that belonged to him in front of him was golden, like a phoenix on fire.

Dolly said that the bird has already been debugged and has enough power. He Wang Cong can take a test flight at any time, but it must fly in the designated airspace, otherwise, it will definitely be shot down.

Of course, Wang Cong can't wait to test the flight, 200 million US dollars, how many helicopters can be bought, but now only bought a bird, of course, it is necessary to inspect the goods.

Powered on, the main power was turned on, and under Dolly's instructions, he proceeded carefully step by step, and then Wang Cong rode on the bird's back.

"Fly." Wang Cong's voice trembled because of his excitement.

The golden mechanical bird unfolded its golden wings and slammed it off. Just off the ground, Wang Cong, who was not seated, fell off.

"Oh!"

Dolly and the two female sales consultants who had guest appearances were too busy to step forward, and Wang Cong, who was helped up, clutched his waist and screamed in pain.

Dolly shook his head: "Mr. Wang, your physical fitness and riding skills...or..."

"No!" Wang Cong gritted his teeth, "I'm just not familiar with it. I can do it. Help me up."

"Okay, take care."

The three put Wang Cong on the mechanical bird. This time he learned well, fastened his seat belt firmly and grasped his hands firmly.

"Fly!" Wang Cong gritted his teeth.

The golden mechanical bird runs a few steps, spreads its wings, and flies diagonally to the sky.

"Oh -" Wang Cong shouted excitedly.This feeling of flying away in the wind makes people never want to take a helicopter or business jet anymore.

However, after rising to a certain height, the mechanical bird began to circle.

Wang Cong looked at the instrument panel, the height was 250 meters, the speed was 250 kilometers per hour, and the whole thing was 125.

Moreover, this is actually the limit height and limit speed.

After Wang Cong landed, his face was gloomy.

"Mr. Wang, how do you feel?" Dolly asked with a smile.

Wang Cong glanced coldly, walked out of the warehouse, went straight to Dolly's office, leaned on the leather sofa, and raised Erlang's legs.

The two sales consultants were winking, rubbing shoulders and legs.

Dolly said indifferently: "Mr. Wang, why is it not satisfied?"

Wang Cong put on a posture that the customer is God and said: "This product did not meet my expectations. Apart from the appearance, there is nothing satisfactory."

"Oh?" Dolly smiled. "What are the dissatisfactions? Let's talk about it."

"Although I didn't witness it with my own eyes, I have seen Yang Feng's bird more than once. No matter its height or speed, it is not something I can only match."

"That's natural."

"What!" Wang Cong stood up suddenly, staring at Dolly and said, "You should understand my demands, what I want is..."

"The prince wants to be a hero!"

"but……"

"You get what you pay for, 200 million U.S. dollars. Buying such a bird is already a conscience price."

Seeing Wang Cong gaping, Dolly continued: "Our contract does not seem to have specific requirements for mechanical bird performance."

"Profit merchant!"

"No business, no evil, but," Dolly smiled slightly, "Let me tell you that, Yang Feng's actual height limit is 10,000 meters, and the speed limit is one Mach."

When he heard such data for the first time, Wang Cong was also stunned. For a long while, he said: "Is it meaningful to design excess?"

Dolly shook his head lightly: "If you can't do it yourself, it doesn't mean that others can't."

"What do you mean?"

"Yang Feng used to fly to the top of Mount Everest by a bird from the world, and he could also avoid missiles during the flight."

"how is this possible?"

"There are some people and things that ordinary people like us cannot understand in our entire lives."

After hearing this, Wang Cong fell back to the sofa and fell silent.

Recall that every time I confronted Yang Feng, I always fell down. Do I have to live in his shadow all my life?

Wang Congkui sat for a long time, unknowingly it was dark, and the lights were on. He walked around and came to a small restaurant. On the table was expensive red wine, steak, lobster, snail, caviar...

The corner of Wang Cong's mouth twitched: "I will check it in tomorrow." After that, he drank the red wine in front of him.

...

At the brightly-lit Beidu International Airport, Yang Feng carried a backpack, pulled a suitcase, and led Nie Qing, standing in line at the security checkpoint, Mingguang, Aliya, and Lan Wei saw him off.

The e-ticket was held in Yang Feng's hand. Of course, the trip was to Qingyun City, but there was no direct flight. They had to arrive in Cairo first.

"Go back." Yang Feng said to the three of them as they were about to enter the security check.

"Brother has a good journey," Mingguang said.

"Xiaoqing's belly is getting bigger every day, Xiaofeng, don't make her too tired." Lan Wei said.

"Don't worry, mom!"

"Yang Feng, are you really unwilling to take me?" Aliya said coldly.

Yang Feng pursed his lips: "Wait until it's open, go by yourself."

After speaking, he took Nie Qing and walked in.

Just when there was a person ahead, the phone rang.

Yang Feng frowned and stepped aside, letting the people behind come first.

The call was from Wang Datong.

Yang Feng shook his head and connected: "Lao Wang, you didn't know that I was going out, so please send me off on the phone!"

"Fourth, come to the hospital!" Wang Datong shouted.

"Hospital?" Yang Feng felt that Wang Datong's mood was a bit wrong, and said: "Datong, I know that today is April Fool's Day, but I won't bring such a fun, I'm at the security checkpoint..."

"Don't talk about Xiaofeng, please, come to the hospital, my mother, my mother..." On the other end of the phone, Wang Datong actually cried.

"What's wrong with Auntie?" Yang Feng's body shook, his complexion changed slightly, and he finally determined that Wang Datong was not joking, because the joke was not like that.

"You come to the hospital, you know it a long time ago." Wang Datong suppressed his emotions, but Yang Feng clearly heard his vibrato.

"Okay, wait for me, I will pass."

After receiving the mobile phone, Yang Feng looked solemn and pulled Nie Qing back to Lan Wei's side.

"You are..." Lan Wei asked in surprise.

Yang Feng put down his luggage, pressed Nie Qing's shoulders with both hands, and said, "Xiaoqing, I'm sorry, there is something urgent suddenly."

"It doesn't matter." Nie Qing said with a smile.

"Mingguang, we will change the visa, tentatively a week later."

"Okay." Mingguang took the bill and ID card, and left without saying a word.

"What happened?" Lan Wei asked uncontrollably.

Yang Feng closed his eyes and said, "I just received a call from Datong. Maybe his mother is not doing well."

"Datong's mother, is it Dong Jiayi?"

"Do you also know?"

"Oh, she is very famous in the education world." Lan Wei smiled unnaturally. She knew more than that, she also knew Wang Datong's true identity.

Yang Feng nodded: "Mom, you go back with Xiaoqing, I'll go to the hospital to see."

"Good." Lan Wei had no objection.

"Drive my car." Aria threw the key over.

Yang Feng caught it and walked straight to the door.

Half an hour later, Bugatti stopped at the door of the emergency department building of the hospital. The engine hadn't turned off before the security guard came over: "Sorry, no parking here."

Yang Feng still turned off and jumped out of the car and walked towards the door without looking back.

"Hey, I said you...Stop, believe it or not I am called a tow truck."

When the security guard was clamoring, Fang Jiuwen and Wang Datong greeted him. Seeing this scene, Fang Jiuwen waved to the security guard, "Let it go first."

The security guard was dumbfounded for a while, and then put the intercom back angrily.

"Datong, what's the situation?" Yang Feng's tone was heavy, because he saw Wang Datong's eyes swollen.

"Fourth..." Wang Datong shed tears before speaking.

Fang Jiuwen sighed, "Go to my office and talk."

In Fang Jiuwen's office, Wang Datong was holding a cup of steaming coffee, his lips still trembling uncontrollably.

Fang Jiuwen shook his head: "Or let me say it."

"I said." Wang Datong raised his red eyes, "My mother is sick."

"What disease?"

"Cancer!" Wang Datong covered his mouth and squatted on the ground.

Yang Feng's eyes were red, and Dong Jiayi's old voice and smile seemed to be in front of him. He took a deep breath and turned his eyes to Fang Jiuwen.

Fang Jiuwen shook his head and said in pain, "It was too late to find out that cervical cancer is in the terminal stage."