Chapter 188 Too Boring

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The next week passed in a compact and orderly manner.

I need to recuperate my body, plus I have to talk on the phone three or four times a day. For the past week, Feng Lixin could only survive on the affectionate phone calls with this Lan Youyou imitator.

Go to school when it's time to go to school; Xueluo is currently busy with the last CET-6 exam. Xueluo always felt that she could no longer be as focused and undistracted as before. Suddenly, Feng Xinglang's charming and handsome face would pop up in her mind, and then keep lingering and reappearing in her mind, as if she was possessed, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter what. Occupying every one of her sensory cells.

Since finding such a voice imitator for Feng Lixin, he has been quiet for a long time; Feng Lixin is like being thrown into a honey pot, and Feng Tian is thinking about talking on the phone to Lan Youyou.

When meeting Lan Youyou, the disfigured Feng Lixin might be a little embarrassed and would inevitably have to hide it; but over the phone, he and Lan Youyou could become more affectionate.

Of course, he hasn't realized that Lan Youyou on the other end of the phone is just a voice imitator. Under Feng Xinglang's guidance, Didi was never forceful when she should be coquettish, and never coquettish when she should be arrogant. Not only did she have a very similar voice to Lan Youyou, but even her accent was the same.

As a result, Feng Xinglang was able to spare some time to take care of the affairs of the GK Group.

The venture capital sector has basically come to a standstill and is currently only maintaining a few relatively profitable businesses. After years of accumulation, GK Group has a solid foundation.

"Mr. Feng, after careful investigation and evidence collection over the past week, I found that someone was maliciously shorting the Feng Group's stock market. These people first invested in a large number of stocks that had been lowered, raising the stock price, and creating a booming Feng Group stock market. Make false impressions, wait until the time is right, then sell in large quantities, collect money and leave. As a result, the stock price of Feng Group fell sharply."

This shrewd Wall Street woman was arranged by Feng Xinglang into the financial department of Feng Group. Of course, Feng Xinglang would not watch helplessly as his elder brother Feng Lixin's hard-working Feng Group fell into the hands of Feng Yiming.

Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly like a fox hunting, "Anyone who has the ability to maliciously short the Feng Group's stock market will definitely be a big fish!"

"Are you saying that this big fish is related to Lan Youyou? Or is it the mastermind behind it?" Assistant Nina pointed out Feng Xinglang's extended meaning.

"It seems that this time, he not only wants our brothers' lives, but also wants our brothers' money!"

Feng Xinglang's face was solemn and cold, and a gloomy anger enveloped his whole body, which looked really scary.

"Then how about using Lan Youyou as bait to lure out this big fish?"

"But why do I feel that this big fish already knows that Lan Youyou is in my hands and is waiting for him as a bait? But he didn't fall into the trap... and instead dealt with Feng's family?"

Feng Xinglang cast his eyes on the man standing beside him like a sculpture.

His name is Cong Gang. A person that Ye Shinian has always been afraid of. He was as indifferent as a stranger. In Cong Gang's eyes, there is no distinction between men and women, only living and dead.

Feng Xinglang usually would not use Cong Gang. Because Cong Gang is such a boring person.

Under normal circumstances, Feng Xinglang would only get along with Ye Shinian: go racing, go fighting in the black market, go to the nightclub to pick up women, Ye Shinian is always a good companion.

But Cong Gang is different, because he is too boring and can only do some very direct tasks.

In fact, Feng Xinglang didn't know much about Cong Gang. When he picked up Cong Gang from Chinatown, he was almost dying. The body was covered with slashes and gunshot wounds, and the whole figure seemed to have been fished out of blood. The thick smell of blood assaulted the nostrils and was nauseating.

And the facts prove that Cong Gang's life is really tough!

Cong Gang is very loyal. This alone was enough for Feng Xinglang to keep him by his side.

To be honest, Cong Gang is very suitable for being a decoration. In the more than an hour since Feng Xinglang entered the office, he could only maintain a standing posture without moving. If you don't look carefully, you might think it's a sculpture.

His face was cold and determined, and his body was as straight as a javelin. Cong Gang is not strong, on the contrary, he is a little thin. He has his hands folded in front of his abdomen. There are thick calluses on the tiger's mouth, and the veins on the back of his hands are obvious. He just stands there quietly, like hills that cannot be moved, and he is so indifferent. ice.

"Cong Gang, you can guard my brother."

Unless absolutely necessary, Feng Xinglang would not use Cong Gang to guard Feng Lixin. Cong Gang is a rather boring person, and those who are guarded by him will undoubtedly lose their freedom and feel very uncomfortable.

"Remember not to interfere too much with my brother's freedom. He doesn't like being stared at all day long. Just stay outside."

Cong Gang just nodded slightly. It seemed like he didn't speak Chinese very well, but he seemed to be able to understand Feng Xinglang's words.

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Lunch time. Feng Xinglang rushed to the hospital.

"Yuyou didn't come?"

Feng Lixin instinctively looked behind Feng Xinglang and Aunt An, and lay back on the hospital bed feeling a little disappointed.

"It's okay not to come, so as not to scare her with my disfigurement." He hadn't seen Lan Youyou for more than a week, and he looked a little irritable, but more of a humble sadness.

Reading the sadness of the eldest young master Feng Lixin, Aunt An quickly took over the words, "The eldest young master, you have wronged Miss Lan. It happens to be her menstrual period these days. She is so tired that she has no energy and even eats less. Woolen cloth."

In fact, Aunt An just made up an excuse casually. It happened that the imitator named Leng was also on her menstrual period and asked Aunt An if she had any feminine products, so Aunt An thought of using this excuse to comfort the eldest young master Feng Lixin.

"What? Youyou is on her period? No wonder she died without saying a few words this morning."

Feng Lixin actually believed it, and also started to show his uncontrollable overflowing love, "Aunt An, Youyou has been precious since she was a child. You have to take good care of her. Make more warming soups, and the food should be rich in iron."

"Ahem!" Feng Xinglang deliberately coughed twice, "Okay, Feng Lixin, I feel really sad to hear that! Are you going to support that woman as your own mother?"

Feng Lixin felt a little embarrassed and said to each other: "I can't compare to you. I went to buy girls' products for Xueluo in the middle of the night in the rain! If you care, just care, and you have to put on a fierce and cold face. Feng Xing Lang, are you so embarrassed?"

The two brothers haven't been fighting like this for a long time. It seems that at this moment, the harmony of the years half ago has returned.

No need to ask, it must be Aunt An who is caring and reporting all the trivial matters between herself and Lin Xueluo to Feng Lixin around the clock. It’s really quite leisurely.

"By the way, Xueluo said on the phone last time that she wanted a divorce. What happened? Why did you bully her again?" Feng Lixin asked solemnly as he remembered something.