Gu Nanzhi had already crippled Feng Chen, and now he was giving him advice and information. He regarded Gu Nanzhi as one of his own, and said in a gentle tone: "I'll have someone deliver the things to you tomorrow."

She had been begging for so many years, asking for her father's relics, and now Feng Zhen finally relented.

Her eyes were shining, but she heard Feng Zhen say: "Nanzhi, you see Feng Chen is disabled now. How about you divorce him and marry A Yu when I secure this position?"

Who wants to marry that scumbag?

Gu Nanzhi's smile froze: "Brother, I remember that I have already rejected you."

"Hey, aren't you so good? This Feng family will belong to A Yu sooner or later. Naturally, I want to find him a smart wife to help him collect the family business."

How can a smart woman like your scumbag son?

Gu Nanzhi was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and hung up the phone after saying a few casual words.

Feng Chen's remote meeting wasn't over yet, so she didn't disturb him. She would only occasionally stretch out her hand to draw circles on his palm when she was tired. At this time, the man would hold her hand tightly to tell her not to mess around.

The meeting finally ended, and the man rubbed his brows tiredly.

Gu Nazhi beside him disappeared. As soon as he raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the hospital bed. At some point, Gu Nazhi replaced the ordinary bedding on the hospital bed with a pure black six-piece suit.

At that time, the sunlight outside the window shone on it, and the black color was very high-end.

She was lying on the bed at the moment, with her slender ankles and wrists exposed. She was very white, the kind of cold white skin with a bit of milky white. At this moment, the light in the room hit her body, reflecting the black of the bed, like It is a gleaming white jade.

Feng Chen's breathing was messed up, and he silently took out a cigarette.

I can't do anything at this time, I just want to smoke a cigarette to relieve my boredom.

Gu Nanzhi glanced at him secretly and lit the cigarette with a small yellow flame.

The man has a handsome face and sharp features. He always looks very stern when he looks at people, and the clear and intimate content of his face is shadowed in the thin smoke. The smell of the cigarette he smokes is not too strong. To her, The vanilla-flavored Feng Shen has a fatal attraction.

The bulging muscles of the man's arms when he smoked, the perfect profile, the sexy collarbone, and the deep black eyes that seemed to hide the deep sea inside, made her heart beat faster just by taking a look at it.

Gu Nazhi got off the bed, walked over to the man with his slippers on, and straddled his lap as if he were cheating.

Her face turned a little red because of this action, but her starry eyes were very bright.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, but before he could speak, the cigarette in his hand was taken away and put out in the ashtray on the coffee table.

Feng Chen: "..."

He really spoiled her.

Gu Nanzhi, who had done something bad, buried her head in his chest, and with a soft voice, she grabbed the man's hand and put it on her right shoulder.

"It's so sore here, rub it for me."

The skin in his hands was soft and smooth, as if he would leave marks if he accidentally applied a little force.

Mr. Feng, who had put out his cigarette, worked hard and rubbed the little girl's shoulders without complaining. He didn't forget to ask her, "Didn't you tell me that you don't hate the smell of cigarettes?"

She raised her little face and said, "It's not annoying."

"Then you still put out my cigarette?"

She said confidently: "How can you concentrate on squeezing my shoulders when you are smoking? Besides, what if sparks fall on me and burn me!"

Hearing her chirping, Feng Chen was so angry that he laughed. He pinched Gu Nanzhi's sloppy face and squeezed her little mouth into a small pout, which looked a bit funny.

The dinner at Shuixie Huating that has been fussing for so long has also been delivered.

Gu Nanzhi sat on the chair and played with the fish on the plate without eating it.

Feng Chen slowed down the action of cutting the salmon with his knife and fork, and raised his eyebrows at her: "Kids in kindergarten know not to play with these things."

"Nonsense, I saw a video online the day before yesterday, showing first-grade children playing with food like this." She was not to be outdone.

"You want to compete with a first-grade primary school student? How old are you, Gu Nanzhi." He couldn't help but knock her on the head.

But with a smile, she squeezed over and took a bite of the fish on the man's knife and fork: "Sure enough, the things you snatched are the most delicious."

Feng Chen had a helpless expression on his face. He cut another piece of fish and fed it to her. Gu Nanzhi happily bit it into his mouth again. He happily swung his feet under the table, swaying and crawled to the man. on the legs.

Feng Chen: "..."

"You want me to write it down?" He narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Gu Nanzhi couldn't hold back the red-furred fox-like smile on his face: "I'll hook your legs!"

"No."

Gu Nanzhi pursed her lips, but stared at the mutton chops on the man's plate. She didn't have them there, but she was just too lazy to do it herself.

Noticing the look in his eyes, the man picked up the lamb chop and fed it to her.

Seeing her crooked eyebrows and somewhat proud look, her heart swelled slightly with satisfaction.

The man raised his eyebrows, his deep pupils filled with unconcealable tenderness. He lowered his head and leaned close to her, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead.

The place where her eyebrows had been kissed seemed to be radiating warmth. She lowered her head and rubbed her hands. She felt that the numb warmth between her eyebrows seemed to penetrate her limbs, making her whole body warm.

She raised her hand and touched the place where the man had kissed, and suddenly snorted: "You don't allow me to touch you, but you can touch me. This is not fair. I protest!"

Feng Chen fed her another mouthful of mutton chops and dismissed her protest with a click of his tongue: "The protest is invalid."

"Oh, an arbitrary tyrant."

The tyrant Feng Chen fed her a piece of fruit, and she secretly said in her heart with satisfaction. He was a tyrant who was arbitrary and a little considerate.

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…

The first thing Feng Zhen did when he returned to Feng's was to post an apology just as Guo Nanzhi said. He pulled out Feng Shen at a specific moment. When investors heard that Feng Shen had contributed, they felt reassured and the stock price did not continue to fall.

All the projects that Feng Shen was responsible for passing were sorted out. Feng Zhen read each project word by word from beginning to end. After confirming that it was correct, he stamped it again and approved it. The last one was the smartphone parts contract.

He had an intuition that Feng Shen had signed up with this company because his subordinates had taken a lot of kickbacks. Although he also wanted to make a profit from it, the current situation was urgent and he urgently needed to make a contribution, so he had to put the matter of making private profits for later.

Feng Zhen contacted the person in charge of the factory in country T that night, and immediately booked a flight to country T in the early hours of the evening after talking on the phone.

Feng Zhen's every move was watched, and someone told Feng Chen about it after learning that he was already at the airport.

After receiving the news, Feng Chen felt that he was extremely stupid.

Feng's smartphones are ranked among the best in the world, and country T has naturally heard of their Feng's brand. If they really plan to sign a contract with the factory in country T, then the person in charge there should come to the Imperial City first, but Feng's brand As the leader of the company, Zhen Zhen personally went to country T to meet with the person in charge of a small factory.

"What a fool."