"But what if he is Lan Feiyang's cousin? Let Lan Feiyang help you, maybe there will be great hope!" Song Jiajia encouraged.
"Really?" Liu Yan couldn't help but widened her eyes and sat upright.
"Really!" Song Jiajia nodded affirmatively, "He is still a senior executive of a company. The car Lan Feiyang drove last time was his."
"Really? How many cousins does Lan Feiyang have?" Liu Yan asked unconsciously.
"I don't know." Song Jiajia shook her head, "Currently I only know this Yang Lan and the Lan Lan I met once last year..."
"Lan Qing." Liu Yan said it for her.
"Yes, it's Lan Qing." Song Jiajia nodded, "But this Yang Lan and Lan Qing are almost completely different."
"It's much stronger, that's why I feel like there's no hope." Liu Yan fell back on the chair again in frustration.
Expect Lan Feiyang to help? He himself has no feelings for himself!
"Hey, you might as well give it a try." Song Jiajia advised reluctantly. She didn't know whether she was really good for Liu Yan, or whether she was afraid that her presence would threaten her love.
Since there were many women approaching him and flattering him as soon as he left the company, Lan Feiyang pretended to be Tingfeng in the shape of Yang Lan, wearing sunglasses and a beard. But that day, a beautiful woman came to the company office.
"Wang Man?" Lan Feiyang's consciousness immediately focused.
"How long are you going to lie to me?" Wang Man closed the door with his backhand and glared at him angrily. His narrow eyes immediately turned into almond-shaped eyes.
"What, what did you lie to?"
"You are still pretending to be stupid! My senior brother Zhou Jian has admitted that you are a special policeman he secretly recruited!" Wang Man slapped the table, "I kindly helped you solve the identity problem, and you still want to hide this from me?
I am also a special forces officer, will I reveal your secret?"
"..." Lan Feiyang didn't know how to answer for a while. Zhou Jian probably just admitted that Yang Lan, who subdued the murderous maniac, was a secretly recruited special police officer. I'm afraid he didn't tell her that this "Yang Lan" was him, Lan Feiyang?
Or should we admit that "Yang Lan" is a special police officer?
So he quickly stood up, poured tea and water, bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "Look, you are now my cousin, please forgive me for being a petty and ignorant cousin."
"You... hum!" Wang Man turned his face and put the water cup on the coffee table. "Although my cousin is no longer here, you can always assume his identity, but you should know that there is no blood relationship between us. From now on, we will not be related by blood."
Don’t call me cousin when we are alone!”
No? Has she not given up on herself yet? Lan Feiyang was stunned and sad, but the generation is different! Besides, the real me is indeed your nephew!
"What's your expression?" Wang Man glanced back at him dissatisfied, "Am I that old? You want to call me aunt?!"
Because the face is a human skin mask, there is no change in the face of Yang Lan. The main thing is that the eyes are stunned and sad.
"Don't worry, I don't have that kind of interest in you anymore. Whether you are looking for Guo Anni or another sister-in-law Lang, it has nothing to do with me. I just want to ask you, are you in the Bailong Gang?
What do you want to do?"
Upon hearing this, Lan Feiyang immediately turned from worry to joy. He sat next to Wang Man and whispered: "My good cousin, please keep your voice down. I am carrying out the task given by Director Zhou Jian."
"What mission? Go undercover in a gang?" Wang Man asked in surprise.
"That's almost it. I've confessed everything to you: I'll go undercover first and then I'll recover."
Lan Feiyang sent Wang Man directly to the company gate, causing many people in the company to think that he was having a sibling relationship - in fact, it was because Wang Man had come several times recently, and always went directly to the deputy general manager's office.
We talked for a long time.
After waving goodbye, Lan Feiyang was about to withdraw most of his consciousness and return to the office. He didn't want to hear someone outside the door ask the security guard at the door: "Excuse me, is Yang Lan in your company?"
Because the voice was quite familiar, Lan Feiyang turned his head and looked outside the door: it turned out to be Zhang Yong!
The security guard looked up at Zhang Yong and just said, "I'm not here." But he didn't want to hear their newly promoted deputy gang leader Yang asking at the door: "Are you looking for me?"
When Zhang Yong saw that it was Yang Lan he was looking for, he nodded quickly: "Yes, I was looking for you."
"I've met you, but I'm really not the person you're looking for." Lan Feiyang said directly, "Many people now misunderstand that I am the Yang Lan who subdued the murderous gangster. But I really am not.
I had a meeting at the company in the afternoon when the incident occurred, and many people in our company can testify for me about this. So, you’d better go back.”
Seeing that he was coldly turning away the door, Zhang Yong couldn't say anything else, so he turned around and left. "Is there another Yang Lan?"
In fact, before coming here, he also heard someone say: The Yang Lan of Hongye Company is not the Yang Lan who uniformed the fanatics, he just looks very similar.
"Then is that Yang Lan the person that Mr. Guo is waiting for? Where can we find him?"
Because these two days were Saturday and Sunday, Lan Feiyang did not go to school for two days in a row, except for reading and practicing.
When we met in the evening, Song Jiajia seemed particularly happy. She hugged Lan Feiyang's arm and whispered softly: "Feiyang, I miss you so much."
"Sorry, I've been reading books for two days and basically didn't even leave the house." Lan Feiyang apologized.
"Are you really planning to jump to your junior year next semester, and then go directly to an internship with your senior next semester?" Song Jiajia asked in a cooing voice.
"Yes. I hope to graduate early and work early." Lan Feiyang raised his head and glanced at the bright streets in the distance.
"Don't you still want to take the postgraduate entrance examination?" Song Jiajia looked up at him and asked.
"Let's take the exam. But we won't let you apply for it this year. We'll talk about it next year."
"When are the graduate exams?"
"January."
"So early?" Song Jiajia asked in surprise.
"Have finished the exam early and decided whether you have passed the exam or not. Only those who failed can find a job. Otherwise, if you just found a good job here, you will be notified that you have passed the graduate degree. Isn't that just a waste of time?"
Song Jiajia unconsciously nodded: "That's right."
"What are you going to do?" Lan Feiyang asked unconsciously.
"I also want to accompany you to apply for graduate school next year; if you fail, I will take the exam again the year after next. If you fail again, I will have to go back and join my father's company, and then wait for you to marry me."
"Go, you're really not ashamed!" Lan Feiyang scratched her delicate pink face unconsciously.
"What are you ashamed of? Isn't it a matter of time?" Song Jiajia asked him sideways, "Are you just coaxing me and not planning to marry me?"
"Where." Lan Feiyang hugged her slender waist without apology, "Of course I am ready to marry you."