The ace broker of superstar development

Chapter 53 Father's Eccentricity

Feng Ling's face darkened, big brother... who gave him this title.

Dong Meng blinked, and her keen sixth sense smelled a storm that was about to rain.

"Feng Chu?" Dong Meng asked, after all, Feng Ling had taught her this knowledge.

With a gloomy face, Feng Ling couldn't see any smile, and said coldly, "Feng Chu came back today, why didn't anyone tell me?"

Wu Yuran glanced at the man in embarrassment, and explained: "Xiao Ling, you have a lot of things to do every day. I don't want to bother you with such trivial matters."

"Feng Chu's return, how can it be considered a trivial matter?" Feng Ling said coldly: "It seems that I am an outsider."

Feng Yuewu looked at his wife with an unhappy expression: "I just found out about this."

"Ding." The doorbell rang again, and Wu Yuran stood there dumbfounded, not knowing whether to open the door or not.

"Isn't he your big brother in name? Why doesn't he even have a key?" Dong Meng couldn't help asking, Feng Ling stood up and pulled the female general up.

"You also said that this is the eldest brother in name, let's go, let's open the door."

Wu Yuran sat back on the sofa dejectedly, watching Feng Ling walk towards the entrance.

Opening the door, a man in a suit and leather shoes stood at the door.

In terms of appearance, these two people who have no blood relationship are somewhat similar, with tall nose bridges, full foreheads, and also full of nobility.

The difference is that Feng Ling's appearance is more handsome and handsome, with a deeper outline. Although Feng Chu's appearance is also that of a handsome man, it is much mediocre in comparison, and looks a little older than Feng Ling.

"Little brother." The face of the man standing outside the door was full of joy, and he opened his arms to hug Feng Ling.

With one hand straddling it, Feng Ling raised his right arm and looked at the other man coldly.

"Long time no see, Feng Chu."

Loss and helplessness flashed across Feng Chu's eyes, and he could only take two steps back: "I finally came back, you won't even let me in through the door, right?"

Feng Ling turned and left without further words.

Dong Meng could only cough twice, and said in embarrassment, "Hello."

Feng Chu nodded, although there was a touch of amazement in his eyes, his words were only superficially polite.

"Hello."

The atmosphere just now was already a little weird, until Feng Chu sat down on the sofa, the weirdness was more than doubled.

The brightly colored fruit plate was placed on the coffee table, but no one took a second look at it.

"Well, Xiao Chu finally came back, he's full of dust, let him go upstairs and take a shower first." Wu Yuran spoke first, breaking the awkward atmosphere, but Feng Yuewu said lightly.

"Xiao Chu, why didn't you tell me before you came back?"

Before the man could speak, Wu Yuran answered first.

"You, you don't usually care about Xiao Chu's affairs at all. He already got his Ph.D. some time ago, so he should have come back soon."

Doctor, should he be regarded as the Juren of this world?
As a female general, Dong Meng subconsciously showed some admiration for scholars when she looked at Feng Chu.

People who can read books for so many years must have different brains from ordinary people.

Noticing Dong Meng's gaze, Feng Chu asked.

"Xiao Ling, this is..."

"Girlfriend." With just three words, Han Xi's expression changed.

"Ling, how could you treat me like this?"

Wu Yuran also immediately chimed in: "Xiaoling, you are a little sorry for Xiaoxi's sincerity. We can't just give up." The woman said and glanced at her husband, but this time Feng Yuewu turned his head to the side, pretending to be Did not meet his wife's gaze.

"Being chaotic and finally abandoning?" Feng Ling snorted coldly: "From the beginning, you were talking to yourself, I don't remember admitting anything."

Han Xi was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to say a word, he could only lower his head and put on a dejected look.

Wu Yuran couldn't get off the stage, so Feng Chu spoke lightly.

"Miss Han is inconvenient to move, and she must not be able to sit for a long time. Let me take Miss Han home first."

Wu Yuran got the steps and nodded hurriedly: "Go, be careful on the road."

Dong Meng said in a barely audible voice, "What a smart man."

When you don't understand the situation, you can still make the right choice and give everyone a chance to breathe.

This man is not easy.

Feng Ling's eyes were gloomy, like the prelude of a storm.

Yeah, so smart, Han Hee is now home, and the negotiations can only end without a problem again.

Seeing her son send Han Xi out of the house, Wu Yuran breathed a sigh of relief, and did not dare to treat Dong Meng any longer.

"Let's eat some fruit, Auntie just washed it."

Dong Meng thanked softly, picked up the cherries on the table and put them in her mouth.

In ancient times, there were few fruits, and they were restricted by seasons. Naturally, there were not as many varieties as modern ones.

It's just that no matter how delicious something is, in this case, it's also tasteless.

"Since Xiao Chu is back, let him go to work in your company, so as to help you share some of the burden, so as not to be too hard. Your father and I feel distressed when we see it."

Dong Meng clearly saw that Feng Ling's hands on his knees tensed suddenly, and the man raised his head, his eyes full of gloom.

"No need, I'm still busy, do you not trust my ability?"

Wu Yuran laughed dryly: "How could it be? Mom loves you so much, not to mention that brothers are united in one heart, and their benefits cut through gold. Yue Wu, do you think so?"

The middle-aged man nodded: "Yes, let Xiao Chu rest for two days, and start the day after tomorrow. Follow you to familiarize yourself with the process."

Having made a decision for Feng Ling, he didn't give his son a chance to hesitate.

Feng Ling stood up, with a sneer on his lips: "I'm still busy, don't bother you two."

"You child, we are all for your own good." Regarding the future of his own son, Wu Yuran couldn't help but raise his voice.

Feng Yuewu frowned and said, "Xiao Ling, don't you think you have to guard against your brother? Xiao Chu has learned so many things abroad, isn't it just to help you share some burden?"

Feng Ling looked at Feng Yuewu condescendingly, and said word by word: "Father, you should know how fragmented the company was when it was handed over to me. Think it's too late?"

Guilt flashed across Feng Yuewu's face, and his voice couldn't help but lowered a bit: "I just want Xiao Chu to help you."

Feng Ling pulled Dong Meng away, walked to the door, and turned around suddenly.

"The choice of my wife is also not enough for you to worry about. I don't want to argue with you about what happened in these years. I didn't ask for your permission to bring Xiaomeng here today. She is the girl I think, whether you accept it or not. !"

After saying this categorically, Feng Ling opened the door, and Dong Meng walked out of the villa.

Coming and going in a hurry, Wu Yuran sighed and couldn't help complaining.

(End of this chapter)