"Girl, have you sneaked out again?" Yan Feng rebuked lightly.

Xiaohui hugged his legs, raised her little head and smiled, "Brother Feng, would you please take me out for fun?"

"Brother Feng has something to do and I don't have time to play with you today. You should go back to Yulanzhai honestly."

"Sister is free on weekends, why is Brother Feng not available?" Xiaohui pouted.

Chen Jie said with a helping voice: "Afeng, Xiaohui only came once on the weekend, can't you relax and have fun with her?"

Xiaohui shone with tears and said pitifully, "Does Brother Feng think Xiaohui get annoyed?"

Yan Feng had already figured out these little tricks of her, but he couldn't do anything to her. He gently stroked her face and said with a soft smile: "Little Gu Lingjing, let Ajie take you out today. Next time Brother Feng has time, he will accompany you."

Seeing Yan Feng's attitude firm, Xiaohui knew that it would be useless to get entangled, so she simply stretched out her little finger and said, "Hook your finger!"

After solving this "stick insect", Yan Feng walked out of the door and walked towards a middle-aged postman with frosty temples.

"Is this the residence of Miss Chen Shiyao?" asked the middle-aged postman.

"You ring the doorbell." Yan Feng said and walked out of the yard.

Seeing his indifferent attitude, the middle-aged postman shook his head helplessly and muttered: "Why is this young man like this? Can he be arrogant if he has money?"

After working as a postman for a long time, I will come into contact with all kinds of people. The middle-aged postman didn't care much. He walked to the door and rang the doorbell. When he saw a young girl with a beautiful appearance and sexy figure walked out, he was stunned at first, and then asked:

"Are you Miss Chen Shiyao?"

"No, she is upstairs." Yaoyao smiled.

"There is an item sent to the Girls' Building of Nanda two days ago. Please ask Miss Chen Shiyao to sign for it." The middle-aged postman took out a small box with exquisite packaging from the green mail bag.

"You wait a moment, and I'll call her down."

Yaoyao walked to Chen Shiyao's door and found that the door was not locked. He knocked several times but no one responded. He opened the door and went in. He saw Chen Shiyao sitting on the bench on the balcony in a daze, and asked curiously: "Shiyao, what are you thinking? I didn't hear the knock on the door?"

"Nothing...I'm watching the scenery." Chen Shiyao's pretty face turned a faint blush.

"Hehe, the scenery is very good, but unfortunately people are leaving," Yaoyao smiled with a hint of point, "An email is sent out from the door, and you want to go down and sign for it."

Chen Shiyao nodded slightly and followed her downstairs. The middle-aged postman was stunned when he saw her beautiful face. He thought of "like a fairy" and forgot to ask for a moment. Yaoyao felt funny and reminded: "Uncle, can you sign for it?"

"oh……"

The middle-aged postman then embarrassedly handed the exquisite box to Chen Shiyao, lowering his head and not daring to look at it, worried that he would have a blasphemy thought.

Chen Shiyao politely took the box. When she saw the sender's name on the signing board, her pretty face gradually became a shadow. She handed the box back to the middle-aged postman without hesitation. Her delicate voice was full of determination: "Please return this thing."

"This..." The middle-aged postman looked embarrassed and spread his hands stiffly with the box, guessing whether he had offended her just now.

"What's wrong?"

Yaoyao rarely sees her being so disgusted with things. After taking the signing board, she finally understood and said despicable: "Zeng Fuguo is always entangled! Uncle, she will not accept this thing, so you should take it away."

"There is no address of the sender on the order, so we cannot send it back." The middle-aged postman showed a embarrassed expression.

Yaoyao took the touch screen pen, briefly explained the reason on the signing board, attached the address of the luxury jewelry design company Wanbaotang, and said, "You can just send it back according to this address."

"Thank you, I've been disturbed."

The middle-aged postman took the signing board and took a look. He was sure there was no problem. He breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the graceful backs of the two girls returning to the villa, he couldn't help but shake his head: "What a great two girls, they've ruined it..."

Nandu City is a place where every inch of land is a gathering place for the rich. It is common to have things like hiding sweethearts in golden houses. There are countless children from wealthy families living with the opposite sex. Xuelin Villa District is a temporary place for young men and women in colleges to live. The middle-aged postman has been doing mail delivery here for more than 20 years, and it is no wonder that the middle-aged postman has been doing mail delivery here for more than 20 years. Therefore, when he sees Yan Feng, he thinks that he lives with the girl with the recipient. Living together is acceptable, but living with two girls at the same time makes the postman with a good manner angry.

As for the misunderstanding of the middle-aged postman, the people in the villa naturally would not know.

Yan Feng stopped a smart taxi at the waiting table in the villa area and went straight to the city center, and finally stopped outside a teahouse.

"Sir, welcome, do you have any reservations?" the tea girl asked sweetly in her voice.

“No. 10.”

"Sir, please follow me." The tea girl politely asked for help.

No. 10 is a separate private room, not too wide, the green decorations of the shades are extremely elegant, and the sound insulation is very good. When Butler Zheng saw him walking in, he immediately stood up and said, "Young Master."

"Sit down."

Yan Feng glanced at the tea girl, who twitchedly exited the door: "You two can use it slowly, please ring the service bell if you need it."

Mr. Zheng slowly used tea sets to make tea. The technique looked quite skillful, which was better than the skills of a tea girl. It took him five minutes to make a pot of tea. Yan Feng didn't speak, but just sat quietly. After Yan Feng finished tasting a cup of tea, Mr. Zheng asked: "Young Master, have you read the news in the morning?"

"Well, how did my uncle arrange it?"

Butler Zheng's expression became a little serious and replied: "Jinhui plans to handle it with a high profile. I'm afraid this lawsuit will be fought to the end. But I didn't expect that Jinhui will announce the technology of "Life Energy" so thoroughly. Now the three major shareholders of the Yang Group have begun to compromise, and the outside world is going to fight the inside, and your uncle is also anxious."

The news that Mr. Zheng mentioned was the accusation of Jinhui Group of the Yang Group of stealing core technology, and this involved the life energy information that Yan Feng stole from the Jinhui Building. Yan Feng was not surprised by Jinhui Group's reaction attitude, but was ready to move with enthusiasm - this was enough to show that another blood crystal was indeed taken into account by Jinhui Group.

"Hmph, let them make a fuss for a while." Yan Feng smiled coldly.

Seeing that he was completely unwilling to care, but seemed to have expected this result to be the case and said in confusion: "Young Master, you will inherit the Yang Group in the future. Why do you do this?"

"It would be fine if I didn't fight this lawsuit, otherwise they would be defeated by Jinhui."

Butler Zheng was stunned, his eyes full of confusion, and he could not understand from his words for a long time: "The energy of life has not been registered yet, and the core information has been destroyed. What proof did the Yang Group use to release the energy of the life body that was not stolen from their golden light?"

Yan Feng said, "Butler, you have always been smart in your work, so why are you confused at this joint? With my father's style, you will keep your hands on anything, just like he saved another blood crystal at the beginning."

"Are you saying that the master and wife still have information about the power of life?" Mr. Zheng was shocked, but then thought of the contradictions and shook his head again, "Even if we have the core information about the power of life, it will be useless if we don't register..."

"Have you forgotten Dr. Jin?" Yan Feng smiled slightly.

"Dr. Jin Yuankai from the treasure house of the core technology management of the technology bank?" Zheng Butler raised his eyebrows, and soon thought of something, and continued, "In the inheritance list, there is indeed an agreement from the technology bank!"

Technology banks are aimed at the preservation of important virtual technology assets. They do not belong to any national institution and have high confidential protection measures. Many small technology groups are willing to temporarily store their unregistered or immature core technologies for the sake of technology insurance, so as not to have anyone seized the opportunity to register first and then gain nothing in the future. However, for large groups at the world's top level, technology banks are redundant. Therefore, Manager Zheng did not expect that the technology bank agreement in the inheritance list would be the core information of life energy.

"Yes, Dr. Jin has been classmates with the master for many years. His character is trustworthy. Maybe he has really preserved the core information of the energy of life. Master, I will immediately arrange for you to receive Dr. Jin!" Butler Zheng's face was full of excitement.

In this way, even if Jinhui takes the lawsuit to the end, with the technology bank as an intermediary, all difficulties will be solved. Yan Feng's inherited identity plays a key role in it, and he can use this to restrain the Yang Group.

Seeing that Yanfeng was not too worried about the technology bank agreement, Mr. Zheng felt quite pleased: "The young master is so smart that one day he will be able to re-take the Yang Group."

In addition to telling Mr. Zheng about his guess, Yan Feng also had another plan: "Manager, please help me to restrain those three shareholders, it is best to delay the time a little longer."

"Young Master, isn't this matter resolved as soon as possible?" Mr. Zheng said in confusion.

The current situation, after a day, the risk of lawsuit failure increases by one point, and the impact on the reputation of Yang Group is becoming increasingly huge. It is confirmed as soon as possible that the legitimacy of Yang Group's life energy technology can not only recover losses, but also counterattack against Jinhui Group and make the situation reverse.

"Jinhui and Yawang Fantasy Journey have recently begun to enter the field of online games. I have made some arrangements in Eden, but the time is not yet ripe and it will take a few days to delay."

Yan Feng briefly described Jinhui Group's operation in Eden, but did not mention the auction house and Asia. He finally said: "Han Tai is also in Eden. During this period, he has been interfering with Jinhui's working team. If possible, try to let him cooperate with Yueru's Ragnarok."

"Han Tai is dealing with Jin Hui?"

Butler Zheng looked surprised, then remembered his son's plan to force 20 million that day, and then said solemnly: "I will make him completely obey Miss Han's arrangements." Then he thought of Yan Feng's intention, "Young Master, have you contacted Miss Han?"
Chapter completed!