Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 632
Feng Chengcheng was sitting at the table, looking out of the window with his chin resting, his face full of sorrow.

She has been locked in the room for several days without even going out the door.

"Miss, it's time to eat."

The maid walked out of the room with the tray and put the food on the table in front of her.

Looking at the exquisite dishes, Feng Chengcheng had no appetite at all. She pulled the maid and asked, "How is it? Any news?"

The maid carefully turned around and closed the door, then nodded and said in a low voice, "I asked Ahe, the concierge, to go out and inquire. Miss, the movie you mentioned is already available to watch."

"Really?"

Feng Chengcheng's eyes widened in surprise, and he hurriedly asked, "Did he go to see it? How was it?"

"No, there are too many people in line, he dare not stay longer, lest he be discovered by the master."

Feng Chengcheng was a little disappointed, and asked again: "Did he go to Huizhong Hotel? Is Huanhuan safe? Is Mr. Feinan okay?"

"He went, but the front desk said that Mr. Feinan and Huanhuan had gone out and hadn't returned yet."

After the servant girl finished speaking, she couldn't help persuading: "Miss, you should take care of yourself more! You haven't eaten for two days. If you continue like this, you will hurt your body."

"I'm not hungry."

Feng Chengcheng shook his head and asked, "Where is my father?"

"Master is meeting guests in the living room."

This was not beyond Feng Chengcheng's expectation, she hesitated for a while, then suddenly got up, took the maid's hand, and said seriously: "He Xiang, can I ask you something?"

After a while, Feng Chengcheng, who had changed into a maid's clothes, walked out of the room with his head down, holding the tray.

She went around the corridor and down the side stairs.

This is the passage for the servants to go up and down the stairs. At this time, the servants are busy with their own work, and there is no one in the stairwell.

Going down to the second floor, there is Feng Jingyao's study at a remote corner, with the door tightly closed.

Ah Xiang was waiting respectfully at the door, which meant that Feng Jingyao was meeting a very important guest.

He stood there, and he could see the stairs at a glance. Feng Chengcheng hid at the corner, anxious in his heart.

Suddenly, Ah Xiang seemed to have heard something, turned around and pushed the study room away, and walked in.

It should be dad calling him.

Feng Chengcheng heaved a sigh of relief, quickly picked up the tray, and walked towards the stairs.

But after taking two steps, she stopped.

After hesitating for a while, she suddenly tiptoed to the door of the study.

Putting her ear against the door, she carefully distinguished the voices coming from inside, and could vaguely hear a woman talking.

"The purpose of this film is not pure...it cannot be shown any longer...to destroy..."

"Fist of Fury...dispel...you arrange..."

"Find...the director...everyone...no one can let go...must die..."

Feng Chengcheng suddenly felt a hand appear on her shoulder, and under concentrated attention, she was startled, screamed and fell to the ground.

She turned her head, but behind her was Mama Wu who brought tea over. She was also startled, and looked at Feng Chengcheng in surprise, her eyes full of doubts.

The door of the study room was opened, Ah Xiang came out, and was taken aback when he saw Feng Chengcheng.

Behind him, a woman followed, looking down at her with cold eyes.

"Cheng Cheng? Why are you here?"

Feng Jingyao also followed, seeing Feng Chengcheng who was wearing maid clothes, asked in surprise, and hurriedly explained to the woman: "She is my daughter, her name is Feng Chengcheng."

"Oh, so it's Ling Ai, she's really beautiful."

The coldness in the woman's eyes did not disappear, but a smile bloomed on her face. She smiled and took a deep look at Feng Chengcheng, and then said to Feng Jingyao: "We have discussed these matters, and we will do as you wish. Just get my job done as soon as possible."

Feng Jingyao was overjoyed, nodded hurriedly and agreed: "Don't worry, I will finish it as soon as possible."

After seeing off the woman, Feng Jingyao returned to the study, looking at Feng Chengcheng who was seen sitting on the sofa by Ah Xiang, he suddenly became angry.

"I asked you to reflect in the room, what did you run out for?"

"Can't I come out to get some air?" Feng Chengcheng muttered unconvinced.

"Breathable? Don't think I don't know what your idea is!"

Feng Jingyao snorted: "Why are you wearing Hexiang's clothes? Are you planning to sneak out?"

Feng Chengcheng blushed, did not answer, but asked instead: "Who was that woman just now?"

"My business friend."

"you're lying!"

Feng Chengcheng stood up abruptly: "She is a Neon person, isn't she?"

Feng Jingyao was speechless for a while, and turned around with his hands behind his back, without any rebuttal.

Feng Chengcheng took a step forward, tugged at his sleeve, and anxiously persuaded him, "Father, the Nihong people have hundreds of thousands of troops stationed in the north, and they just want to invade China. They have no good intentions!"

Feng Jingyao frowned and sighed, patted her hand, and said seriously: "I know."

"You know?"

Feng Chengcheng was stunned.

Feng Jingyao looked at her and asked: "Since ancient times, the disaster of Japanese pirates has stopped for a moment?"

He opened his mouth, but Feng Chengcheng didn't say anything.

Walking to the window with his hands behind his back, Feng Jingyao sighed and said, "The tiny land of the Neon Kingdom has always coveted my land of China, and everyone knows it."

"Then why are you helping them?"

Feng Chengcheng really couldn't figure it out.

"Does it make any difference if I help them or not?"

Feng Jingyao said expressionlessly: "Even if there is no Neon Country, there will still be France, England, and Spain. The emperor can't stop these foreigners, so what can I do?"

"But, you are helping outsiders to kill our people!"

Feng Chengcheng said anxiously: "Jingwu Sect is full of patriots. The Nihong people planned to kill Master Huo, not to mention killing them all. Dad, you can't help the evildoers!"

"Cheng Cheng, you don't understand."

Feng Jingyao sighed, pressed Feng Chengcheng's hand and said, "I'm a businessman, as long as I have money to earn and get benefits, who is it different from doing business?"

"People from the Fist of Fury Sect injured a neon officer. If there is revenge, it is the rule of the rivers and lakes."

"By helping them, I can become a Chinese director of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce, and I can help the Chinese in Shanghai win more right to speak. This is a good thing!"

"What's more, who said that I was helping the tyrants? Didn't the Manchus enter the customs back then, and they sat in the country for hundreds of years? Who can guarantee that the Neon Kingdom will not be the next Manchus?"

Listening to his justification, Feng Chengcheng shook his head blankly, with big tears rolling down his eyes.

She finally understood Feng Jingyao's plan.

Why?Why did my father, who loved her so much and was obedient, become like this?

"Father, I don't want you to be a traitor..."

Feng Chengcheng pulled Feng Jingyao's sleeve and wept.

"What nonsense!"

Feng Jingyao's face darkened, he shook off her hand, and scolded ironically: "I sent you to Peking for a few years of schooling, why are you still not enlightened?"

Seeing that she was just crying and shaking her head, Feng Jingyao also softened his heart.

"Ah Xiang."

He greeted and ordered: "Send Miss back to the room, and then call me He Xiang!"

"do not want!"

Feng Chengcheng was startled, and quickly grabbed him again and begged: "I asked He Xiang to help me, you can't punish her! If you want to punish, just punish me!"

Looking at her appearance, Feng Jingyao shook his head helplessly: "Forget it! You are your own person, you manage it yourself. In short, you are not allowed to interfere in this matter!"

(End of this chapter)