Chapter 2325 Giving Birth to a Baby Secretly 100

To be honest, when Feng Xinglang came upstairs and saw Cong Gang drinking tea, admiring flowers and looking at the scenery, he was envious, jealous and hateful!

It's self-evident to envy him: after so many years of cheating on each other in the shopping mall, Feng Xinglang also wanted to live such a leisurely life like a god! Human thoughts!

As for jealousy and hatred...it's too long to describe!

In short, Feng Xinglang felt that Cong Gang shouldn't live a more leisurely life than him!

He, Feng Xinglang, was so busy every day that he was so exhausted that he was beyond recognition. How could he, Cong Gang, be so free and at ease?

The key is that he is still Cong Gang's master! ! Why is it a bit like putting the cart before the horse? !

"Where's the scenery?"

Feng Xinglang sat down on the wicker chair opposite Cong Gang, squinting his eyes and squinting at Cong Gang who was drinking tea.

The dissatisfaction was palpable.

In fact, there is no clear boundary between who is the scenery and who is the person viewing the scenery.

Perhaps when Feng Xinglang's Rolls-Royce drove onto the winding mountain road, it had already become the scenery in other people's eyes!

There was only one tea cup. Seeing that Cong Gang did not answer his words, Feng Xinglang, who was a little bored, took his tea from Cong Gang's hand and drank it all.

There is a slight bitterness, but it can clear your mouth.

"President Feng Da has such a free day today... He actually has time to come to my place for tea?"

Cong Gang withdrew his gaze from the dark misty forest and glanced at Feng Xinglang.

"Caterpillar, could you please stop talking to me in such a knowing tone?"

Feng Xinglang spread his hands and rubbed his sleepy face, "Don't you know what I'm here for?"

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang indifferently, but did not answer his words. The gentleman just moved to add some tea to the empty tea cup in front of Feng Xinglang.

Seeing that Cong Gang didn't answer, Feng Xinglang looked around and asked, "Where are the two naughty children? Are they still asleep?"

"Went to the training base! We hired a painting teacher to paint a rain scene!" Cong Gang answered selectively.

"Caterel, Xiaochong is thirteen years old, and An'an is eleven years old. If you keep letting them go like this...will you lose touch with society?"

Feng Xinglang trusted Cong Gang. But trust is trust, and he is a little worried that the children are so out of the group's free-range mode.

"Both Xiaochong and An'an are suitable for the education model in the school." Cong Gang responded.

"You didn't even send them there, so how do you know they can't get along?" Feng Xinglang refuted.

In fact, Feng Xinglang himself knew that the education model in school would constrain his younger son's nature, and might even stimulate his autistic side.

"You can send Xiaochong to school... the child is yours, I have no objection at all!" Cong Gang said softly.

"..." Feng Xinglang's words were stuck in his throat, and he didn't get angry.

In fact, Feng Xinglang wanted Cong Gang to send his two children to a relatively humane private school.

Because only if Cong Gang came forward to send them away, the two children would not be too conflicted.

Maybe after a week or half a month, the two children can adapt to the group life on campus.

But as soon as Cong said this, Feng Xinglang was speechless. He knew that if he forced his youngest son to go to school, it would be completely counterproductive. Because the little guy is too dependent on Cong Gang and his daughter.

"Caterpillar, can't you be considerate of me? Look at my white hair..."

In order to show off his misfortune, Feng Xinglang acted accordingly: he put his head in front of Cong Gang and brushed his hair, "Did you see it? There are more white hairs every day!"

In fact, Cong Gang could see Feng Xinglang's healthy black hair without getting closer.

Talking about white hair is just a gimmick that sells poorly! Just trying to gain sympathy for a certain purpose.

This is also Feng Xinglang's usual trick!

Perhaps because it worked repeatedly, he became addicted to it.

"There are really a few more..." Cong Gang agreed cooperatively.

"Isn't it! Caterpillar, just do it and don't torment me! I've had enough fun every day!"

Feeling that the situation was almost miserable, Feng Xinglang immediately returned to the subject, "Just for my sake, let Basong go! I'm still waiting to use him!"

"Feng Xinglang, you should know why you live so tiringly... There are too many things that you shouldn't take care of, and you have to take care of them too!"

Cong Gang did not respond directly to whether Feng Xinglang should be released or not.

"What do you mean I shouldn't be in charge? Basong has served me for so many years. There is no merit but hard work, right?"

Feng Xinglang became annoyed, "As his second master, you let me turn a blind eye to him? Isn't this trapping me into being unkind and unjust?"

"As your close bodyguard, his contribution is indispensable! Any negligence may be fatal to you! So what is the value of his bodyguard?"

Cong Gang said in a cold voice, which sounded a little scary: "Within his ability, making such a mistake will end his bodyguard career!"

"Okay, okay, stop telling me these big things!"

Feng Xinglang didn't bother to argue with Cong Gang, "I just want to ask you, will you let me go or not?"

"Don't let go!" Cong Gang said solemnly.

"I'll go... Cong Gang, don't be so arrogant, okay? Why do you decide other people's futures?" Feng Xinglang sat up straight, "I was just joking with Bai Mo... Besides, it's not like I can't beat him. Bai Mo! And Bai Mo is not an enemy, he won’t really hurt me! Bai Mo and I are brothers, and it’s not easy for Basong to interfere, right? That’s right.

It was not easy to intervene. Bassong also intervened later. He and Xing Shishi beat Bai Mo until he screamed... It was considered revenge for my master, right? "

When it comes to negotiation and rebuttal, Feng Xinglang's eloquence is sufficient.

"If you don't let Basong go today... I won't leave!"

Feng Xinglang leaned into the wicker chair and said, "I will fight a protracted war with you! Let's see who can outlast the other!"

"You, a big CEO with a lot of things to do, really want to waste time on a common man like me?" Cong Gang asked calmly.

"I'll give you ten minutes... If you don't let Basong go, I will smash these pots and pans! One by one, until you let them go!"

Feng Xinglang glanced at the lush orchids that Cong Gang had taken care of. Most of them have not bloomed yet, and only a few have elegant flowers.

"I'll just pick the blooming ones and smash them!" Feng Xinglang laughed sinisterly.

"Okay, ten minutes, ten minutes...I'll think about it!" Cong Gang finally 'compromised'.

"You know what's going on!"

Feng Xinglang, who succeeded in the negotiation, drank the tea in the cup.

Ten minutes later, there was Feng Xinglang on the wicker chair, who started to snore.

Perhaps he was really tired, but Feng Xinglang, who had stayed up most of the night, slept soundly.

Three hours later, Feng Xinglang woke up in the lounge of his GK Ventures.

The moment he opened his eyes, Feng Xinglang was confused: How could he sleep in the lounge? Aren't you following that dead insect traitor? Waiting and waiting for yourself to fall asleep?

I must have been plotted by that dead insect again! There must be something wrong with that cup of tea!

But the key point is that the tea was drunk by Cong Gang himself! !

Although my head was a little confused, I felt extremely relaxed and comfortable. It seems that the effect of catching up on a good night's sleep is so immediate.

Suddenly remembering something, Feng Xinglang quickly got up from the sofa bed and rushed into the bathroom.

In front of the bathroom mirror, Feng Xinglang carefully fiddled with his hair.

Because Cong Gang said, ‘There are really a few more’! His daughter is not yet an adult yet, and Feng Xinglang really doesn’t want to hold a coming-of-age ceremony for his daughter with an old and senile image!

Feng Xinglang brushed the hair on his forehead several times, but he didn't find a single white hair.

Isn't that dead bug blind? !

Maybe not in the front, but on the back of the head?

With such doubts, Feng Xinglang walked out of the lounge.

Secretary Xiao Jian happened to be cleaning up his desk and organizing documents for him.

"Xiao Jian, let me test your observation skills... have you noticed that this president has white hair?"

Feng Xinglang sat down on the executive chair, "If you can pull one out in one minute, you will pass the exam!"

"Mr. Feng, do you have gray hair?"

Secretary Xiao Jian immediately put down the documents in her hands and began to look through the back of the CEO's hair.

Secretary Xiao Jian was only twenty-four years old. In Feng Xinglang's subconscious mind, she was a junior.

Just as secretary Xiao Jian was looking for Mr. President Feng’s white hair, Gu Te helped push the door in;

Coincidentally, he saw secretary Xiao Jian holding the president's head and leaning on his shoulder.

That posture does look ambiguous; it is undoubtedly something that a little secretary and the CEO should not have!

Assistant Gu, who had gone in, stepped out knowing the current situation. How could he, who has been on the battlefield for so long, not know about the little ambiguity between the president and his secretary?

"Xiao Jian, go out and do some work first, and let Assistant Gu come in!"

Feng Xinglang comforted his somewhat panicked secretary Xiaojian.

"okay."

The little girl still lacks experience in dealing with things calmly. When being treated like this by Special Assistant Gu, she really felt that she had done something shameful with the CEO.

Later, it was rumored that she had an affair with the CEO, so she lost her job. She was also suspected of being the biological mother of the CEO's illegitimate child!

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In the end, Cong Gang compromised.

At seven o'clock in the evening, when Feng Xinglang and Kanai went down to the president's parking area together, they saw Basong, whom he hadn't seen for several days.

"Mr. Feng..."

Basong shaved his head and became thinner and fairer. There was a faint smile on his face, which was the joy of being reborn.

"Oh, our comrade Basong is back?"

Feng Xinglang came forward and hugged Basong in a teasing tone, "Just come back! I'm very worried about you!"

When it comes to winning over people's hearts, Feng Xinglang is definitely the master among masters.

"Mr. Feng, thank you!" Basong choked up.

"Don't blame your stubborn boss, he's also doing it for your own good!" Feng Xinglang defended both sides.

"I know. Thank you, Mr. Feng, for interceding for me!" Basong sincerely thanked Feng Xinglang.

"What are you doing out there like this? You are my Feng Xinglang!"

Feng Xinglang patted Basong on the shoulder, "Come on, get in the car! I haven't been in a car driven by you for several days!"

"Let Kanai continue to be your driver! The boss asked me to take charge of the security of GK Ventures first!" Feng Xinglang narrowed his eyes slightly: Although Cong Gang gave him face and released Basong; It means cold treatment of Basong.