"Of course I don't want to." Wang Fan looked at Gong Feixue's pitiful expression and couldn't help but feel defeated. "I have no control over this matter. But you must remember that Gong's Group shares 30% of the shares."
"Don't worry, I will definitely satisfy you." Gong Feixue breathed a sigh of relief with a coquettish voice.
In front, the lean man couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but said, "Mrs. Gong, don't be fooled by him. He is a pretty boy. What ability does he have? Why should he fight against the Wolf King of the Northwest?"
"In my opinion, when the time comes, I'm afraid he will run faster than anyone else. Madam, think twice!" The lean man looked at the two people making love to each other behind, and his heart was bleeding.
He endured and endured, endured and endured, but finally couldn't hold it back anymore and spoke.
"Shut up!" Gong Feixue sat up straight, showing unprecedented strength and severity, "Song Biao, who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to care about my Gong Feixue's affairs?"
"Don't forget, you are just a dog I raised. You must recognize your identity. If you dare to interrupt next time, don't blame me, Gong Feixue, for being ruthless!" ??
The lean man's face turned red, he lowered his head and said no more, but the resentment in his eyes became even stronger.
An hour later, the group arrived at Feixue Manor. This was Gong Feixue's territory and there were countless bodyguards. Returning here meant that she was safe.
"Sister, you go back and have a good rest. I'll leave first. If you need something, remember to call me." Wang Fan waved goodbye to Gong Feixue and turned to leave.
Gong Feixue didn't try to persuade her to stay. As long as Wang Fan showed up at the critical moment, there was no need to stay by her side 24 hours a day.
What's more, she believed that no matter how arrogant the Northwest Wolf King was, he would not dare to attack her Feixue Manor in broad daylight.
Wang Fan left Feixue Manor, and within a few steps, a lean man stopped in front of him, with a gloomy face and a vicious voice, "Boy, I'm warning you, stay away from Mrs. Gong, or I'll destroy you!"
Wang Fan laughed and said, "Song Biao, I am Sister Feixue."
My sister's man is half your master. Do you talk to your master like this? How did you become such a dog? Are you still aware of your identity? "
Song Biao was so furious that he almost vomited three liters of blood, "You are so shameless!"
This bastard actually used Mrs. Gong's words to let him know his identity, and also called himself a dog. This is simply an insult and a slap in the face!
How could Song Biao endure it?
"Ouch." Looking at Song Biao's cannibalistic expression, Wang Fan couldn't help but take three steps back, "What expression are you looking at? Are you preparing to bite someone? Let me tell you, a dog that bites its owner is not a good dog. Be careful. I tell you
Sister Feixue, you will become a stray dog in minutes."
"You are looking for death!" Song Biao was furious and couldn't bear it anymore. He ducked and rushed towards Wang Fan, his eyes were red and he was fierce!
"You're really not a good dog." Wang Fan sneered with disdain. He just looked at Song Biao who was coming towards him calmly, without even moving.
Song Biao's eyes flashed with an extremely ferocious light, he raised his arms and blasted towards Wang Fan with a bomb-like fist.
The wind is blowing, and the force is sinking!
He wanted to punch Wang Fan to the ground and let Wang Fan know the consequences of a toad eating swan meat and the consequences of provoking Song Biao.
Wang Fan's eyes flashed with surprise. He didn't expect that Gong Feixue's men had such skills.
Wang Fan did not solve the matter that could have been solved with one punch. He wanted to see how strong Song Biao was and whether he would pose a threat to Gong Feixue.
If there is a threat, Wang Fan doesn't mind directly abolishing Song Biao to avoid internal and external troubles. If there is no threat, then keep him, and he can fend off a few enemies at critical moments.
Wang Fan held the tentative
Xin Xin and Song Biao had a lively fight. You came and I went back and forth, but on the surface no one took advantage.
Song Biao's eyes flashed with surprise, and his heart flashed with anxiety.
He was surprised that Wang Fan could actually compete with him. You know, he was a first-rate bodyguard. How could Wang Fan compete with him?
What he was anxious about was that this place was not far from Feixue Manor. If Gong Feixue saw this scene, he might have to walk around without food.
Compared to Song Biao's anxiety, Wang Fan seemed very calm. Five minutes later, Wang Fan, who had roughly figured out Song Biao's strength, kicked him in the butt.
Song Biao groaned, and his center of gravity suddenly became unstable. He fell to the ground in a panic and took a mouthful of mud.
"Song Biao, for the sake of your loyalty to Sister Feixue, I won't care about you today. If you dare to provoke me next time, I will break your legs."
After Wang Fan finished speaking, he turned and left.
Song Biao looked resentful, but he could only hold it in his heart.
Wang Fan had something to eat and quickly returned to Yindi Group.
Conquering Kaikaihe was a big deal, and he had to ask for credit and reward from Song Rumei.
Wang Fan quickly reached the 38th floor, but was stopped by Yang Lingling before he entered the president's office.
Today, Yang Lingling is dressed as an office worker, with light makeup on her face, orange lip gloss on her lips, and black stockings on her legs, full of mature style.
She looked at Wang Fan, put her right index finger on her seductive red lips, made a shushing gesture, and then pulled Wang Fan to a blind corner.
"Secretary Yang, what are you doing?" Wang Fan's heart was pounding, and he was a little scared.
Yang Lingling stood on tiptoes, her red lips accidentally brushed against Wang Fan's face, she came close to Wang Fan's left ear and said quickly, "Wang Fan, Mr. Song is angry with you. He dropped a lot of things all morning."
Wang Fan was about to cry when he heard this, "It's none of my business if she's angry, so why am I destined to die?"
"Didn't you offend Mr. Song? Then why did I hear Mr. Song scolding you and saying that he wanted to hack you to death?" Yang Lingling seemed a little confused.
"What?" Wang Fan no longer cared about enjoying himself, and looked confused, "How is it possible? When did I offend her?"
"Okay, I guess I heard it wrong." Yang Lingling blinked in confusion and left. Wang Fan also went to Song Rumei's office.
"Mr. Song, I'm here. Well, you also know about Kaikaihe being arrested by the police, right? Well, look, this reward..."
The first thing Wang Fan said when he walked in was to ask for credit.
He also rubbed his hands with an embarrassed expression on his face, looking like he deserved a beating.
"Come here." Song Rumei raised her finger at Wang Fan, who quickly ran over.
Song Rumei stood up and smelled Wang Fan. The more she smelled, the darker her face became.
Wang Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.
Song Rumei quickly pulled out a few hairs from Wang Fan's body, her face was as black as coal and her voice was as cold as ice, "Tell me, which vixen were you fooling around with last night?"
Song Rumei pointed at Wang Fan's face and said, "Look at what time it is now and you just come to work? You are like this and you still want a bonus? It's good that I didn't fire you!"
"Tell me honestly, who was the vixen last night!" Song Rumei said, stroking Wang Fan's face with her fingers, and a bright red color suddenly appeared on her tender white fingers, which was a lip mark, "Don't deny it, on your face
The lip marks haven’t been wiped clean yet!”
Damn it, those are Yang Lingling’s lip prints.
Wang Fan secretly cried out that he was unlucky, the damn Yang Lingling had harmed him. But, did he dare to say that the lip print was Yang Lingling's?
Want to cry but no tears!
This chapter has been completed!