Chapter 1122: Silent Spectators

The retro villa in Qibei Mountain City has been advanced to the final stage of decoration.

The speed further demonstrates Cong Gang's determination to set up camp in Shencheng.

No need to worry about Yan Bang's hostility, nor to worry about He Tun's motive to get rid of him.

Because whether it is Yan Bang or He Tun, Cong Gang does not take them seriously.

Perhaps the only thing he has to worry about is Feng Xinglang's attitude and opinion.

But Feng Xinglang did not realize this.

He always thought that Cong Gang had no weaknesses!

In life, few people can be truly ironclad and impeccable.

Cong Gang has been really idle these days.

At least in Wei Kang's eyes, Boss Cong Gang should be so idle this week that he is about to grow mold!

Cong Gang asked someone to quickly transport a large box of Brazilian pine nuts from Pakistan. Also known as ivory pine nuts. It has a special fragrant, pine, crisp taste and rich nutritional ingredients.

This kind of pine nut has a thin and brittle shell and must be peeled one by one by hand.

During this week, after Cong Gang took care of the potted plants, he would sit in the wooden house and quietly peel his pine nuts.

And he would sit there for several hours. He never asked anyone to help or participate, and he didn't avoid their curious eyes.

That patience, those boring and repetitive movements, made people want to doze off.

What made Wei Kang even more curious was that Boss Cong Gang peeled those Brazilian pine nuts, but didn't eat them himself, but put them in a sealed box.

On the second day, the sealed box containing Brazilian pine nuts was empty. I don't know if he ate them? Or lost them?

Then Cong Gang continued to peel them. He still didn't eat them himself, and stored them in the sealed box.

It's been almost a week...

Wei Kang felt that his boss was almost in a state of obsession!

It wasn't until Wei Kang saw Feng Xinglang, who came in a hurry, that he seemed to realize that these Brazilian pine nuts had finally waited for their owner to eat them!

Feng Xinglang didn't like snacks, and he rarely ate snacks.

Brazilian pine nuts were the only fruit shell food that Feng Xinglang liked to eat.

Because the shell of Brazilian pine nuts is thin, crispy, and round, unlike the flat ordinary melon seeds that can be cracked with the mouth, Feng Xinglang rarely eats it because he finds it troublesome.

When hanging out in Chinatown, Feng Xinglang occasionally gets interested. In most cases, he punishes Cong Gang by asking him to peel it for him.

When Feng Xinglang came in, Cong Gang was still quietly peeling his Brazilian pine nuts, without even raising his head.

Cong Gang peeled very slowly, but very seriously.

It doesn't seem that he is in a hurry or rushing for results, but an alternative way of pastime.

Feng Xinglang stood quietly and watched for a while, then moved a chair over and sat down in front of Cong Gang.

There were already a lot of pine nuts piled up in the sealed box.

Feng Xinglang directly picked up the sealed box, took a mouthful of pine nuts, and then chewed slowly to enjoy.

Enjoy the fruits of others' labor, and also enjoy the unique taste of Brazilian pine nuts.

After a few bites, the sealed box was empty.

"You're not afraid of getting angry after eating so much at once?"

Cong Gang stopped what he was doing, stood up and washed his hands under the tap, then slowly wiped them dry.

"You peeled this thing... Could it be that you were waiting for me to eat it?"

Feng Xinglang, who was still not satisfied, picked up a pine nut with a shell and put it between his teeth to crack it, but the shell was broken in his mouth.

It was really troublesome. Feng Xinglang gave up eating those Brazilian pine nuts.

"You think too much!"

Cong Gang said lightly, without looking back at Feng Xinglang. Instead, he picked up the watering can and began to take care of a pot of Clivia at hand.

"You tied Fang Yiyan to save me... I haven't thanked you properly yet."

Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang's back and hummed carelessly.

"You're welcome!"

After Cong Gang said this, he turned slightly and added: "If you can pay some hard work fee, I'm willing to accept it."

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

Since Cong Gang took the initiative to ask him for money, Feng Xinglang would certainly not be stingy.

"It depends on how much you are worth!"

Cong Gang snorted, "Your son can be free! Consider it as the money for saving you!"

Feng Xinglang just took out a black diamond card from his wallet, but stuffed it back, looking at Cong Gang and sneering: "My wife saved me wisely, what does it have to do with you?"

"Feng Xinglang, are you playing a one-time deal?"

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang, "Forget it! I'm used to you crossing the river and demolishing the bridge like this!"

Feng Xinglang slowly put the black diamond card on the wooden table.

"Don't let Wei Kang and the others go out to take orders. If you need money, just ask me. I'll support you!"

"Okay! Then I'll thank President Feng on behalf of Wei Kang and the others!"

Cong Gang was straightforward and did not reject Feng Xinglang's kindness.

It's not clear whether he really needed money, but he seemed willing to accept Feng Xinglang's kindness.

Servant?

"By the way, Cong Gang... do you think Yan Bang had a chance to survive at that time?"

After a period of irrelevant chatter, Feng Xinglang asked the ultimate purpose of coming to Cong Gang this time.

Cong Gang's eyes moved from Feng Xinglang's slightly haggard handsome face to the pot of Clivia.

"Well... it's better for you to ask your real father!"

Cong Gang did not answer directly. Instead, he chose to play the game of passing the buck with Feng Xinglang.

"Nono said that he was carried away by Xing Twelve... What were you doing at that time?"

Feng Xinglang sat up straight, and seemed to want to continue such questioning. In other words, such questioning has just begun.

But it seems that Cong Gang does not want to continue this topic. He does not want to answer any questions about Yan Bang.

"I don't remember!" Cong Gang said lightly, "I guess he was thinking about how to escape!"

Feng Xinglang glared at Cong Gang's profile, and had the urge to straighten him to look at himself.

"You hate Yan Bang very much, right?" Feng Xinglang asked.

"He is not to the point where I care about him and hate him! You praise him too much!"

Cong Gang's words really made people itch. If Yan Bang heard it, he would probably be so angry that he would come back to life.

"Then Yan Bang is dead, are you happy?" Feng Xinglang asked again.

Cong Gang turned around and glanced at Feng Xinglang, "I'm not that happy... but you can't force me to be heartbroken with you, right? Yan Bang is your beloved, not my relative!"

Every time I want to get something from Cong Gang, it's always so difficult to speak. Feng Xinglang has no idea what Cong Gang is thinking.

"I want you to take over Yulong City."

After a few seconds of silence, Feng Xinglang suddenly spoke.

"Let me take over Yulong City? Ha..."

Cong Gang's laughter was filled with contempt, as if he heard some kind of joke, "Yulong City is a cash cow, you should leave it to your own son!"

Feng Xinglang didn't get angry, he took a sip of the tea sent by Wei Kang.

If you don't agree, don't say more. It seems that there is no need to continue with such questions.

I think in the matter of Yan Bang's death in the sea, Cong Gang played the same role as He Tun, just a silent spectator.

Feng Xinglang stood up and shouted to Cong Gang: "Peel more and save them. I'll come over to eat them next time!"