Noticing the old man's reaction, Feng Yi thought to himself:
Here it comes again! It’s been like this since I was a kid!
Because of this old man's attitude, his own father always complained to him: "Why don't you look more lovable?"
The old man didn't want to take another look at him, and he even didn't like Feng Yi, his own father.
His own father never had a good attitude in front of the old man.
It was precisely because of this that when Feng Yi was rebellious, these people kicked him out of the house.
Feng Yi’s appearance cannot be determined by himself. What can be done to look like this? It’s natural! Genetic decision!
You don’t like to be liked by others!
Now Feng Yi can face this kind of treatment calmly.
Therefore, when he saw the old man's obviously disgusted look, Feng Yi's expression did not change at all, he calmly walked over and sat across from the old man.
There is a coffee table between the two of them.
There were only two of them in the room. Feng Yi looked at the coffee table in front of him and reached out to make tea for himself.
He didn't even prepare tea, and Feng Yi didn't expect anyone to come in and bring him tea, so he might as well do it himself.
The old man, who had adjusted his mentality, covered up his current disgust and looked at Feng Yi again. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Feng Yi opening a tea can and making tea, calm and composed.
The old man was stunned for a moment and forgot what he was about to say.
This was the first time that someone was making tea in this place in front of him as if nothing was wrong, and he didn't look nervous at all.
Either you are born with a weak base, or you have a strong heart.
Mr. Feng does not think that Feng Yi is lacking in strength.
For the first time, he really looked at Feng Yi.
I didn’t arrive first, and I haven’t seen him for several years. I don’t know what this kid has experienced, but he can actually develop his mentality to such an extent!
Including Mr. Feng himself, most people in the Feng family thought that Feng Yi left the Feng family back then -
Although Feng Yi doesn't like the old man, if he stays in the Feng family, the old man will definitely give him some points for the sake of face. However, it is not necessarily the case that he leaves as soon as possible.
Motivated and naive!
Go out and suffer a little bit, and when you know that life outside is difficult, you may come back and take it easy!
But no one expected that Feng Yi would really stand firm outside, let alone that Feng Yi would become such a famous person, and that it would still be an area that they could not interfere with.
After receiving the news that Feng Yi had returned to Yangcheng, the old man had been waiting for Feng Yi to admit his mistake. He even revealed that he would make a will after the year. However, after waiting and waiting, this boy went abroad to catch snakes!
It was also that time that Mr. Feng was convinced that Feng Yi had really given up the fight for property!
After closing his eyes, Mr. Feng saw Feng Yi brewing tea and said in a rare gentle tone: "I didn't know before that you also like tea."
"I don't really like it, and I haven't studied it either," Feng Yi said.
"You can try it. This tea is not only the best, it is also among the top."
Feng Yixin said this. In the reception room on the second floor, the tea that the old man used to entertain guests will definitely not be bad. This is about face.
"For me, as long as it's suitable, I may not like it no matter how top-notch it is." Feng Yi said.
The old man was happy to start the conversation with the topic of tea, at least this topic would not upset him.
Hearing Feng Yi's answer, the old man did not comment, but asked: "So, what kind of tea do you think is suitable?"
"The kind of tea made by Uncle Ya in Xiaofengshan will do."
Mr. Feng's eyes suddenly became sharp and he looked straight at Feng Yi.
"Uncle Mute"? That old guard dog that can't bark?!
When it comes to people that Mr. Feng hates most, "Uncle Dumb" is one of them.
The location of my ancestral home and ancestral hall actually belongs to someone else!
What a shame!
With his current status, telling such a thing would only arouse ridicule!
Therefore, he never mentioned his ancestral home and temple.
In fact, I care to death!
Although I have conflicts with my ancestors, whether I like it or not, the ownership of the ancestral house and the location of the ancestral hall are all matters of face!
Mr. Feng took a deep breath slowly.
This little brat is really not lovable! Just poke fun at the things he cares about when you open your mouth!
However, Mr. Feng quickly recovered and his tone returned to calm: "Originally, I left you a legacy."
"Is this your compensation for destroying my studio?"
Feng Yi looked directly into the old man's eyes calmly.
Mr. Feng was not surprised that Feng Yi found out what happened in the studio last year. He carefully observed Feng Yi's expression and saw no anger or grievance. There was still no emotional fluctuation in those eyes that seemed to have no warmth.
Even the eyes are so similar!
It's annoying to look at!
No matter what he thought in his heart, Mr. Feng's face was calm and a little serious, "Whether you believe it or not, after you left the Feng family, I never thought of taking action against you."
"I believe it." Feng Yi said, "You don't bother to take action against me. But if someone takes action, you just help to clear it up. For example, the person you like the most looks most like your grandson."
Mr. Feng was about to say that he could give Feng Yi some compensation, when he heard Feng Yi continue:
"If you do something wrong, you must bear the consequences. If you break the law, you must plead guilty. Even if you don't plead guilty, you must receive the punishment you deserve. What do you think?"
Mr. Feng looked at Feng Yi carefully, discerning every expression on his face, but what surprised him was that he still didn't gain any useful information!
Last year, it was indeed his favorite grandson who took action and put Feng Yi into trouble. But without the old man's action, Feng Yi would have been able to get out of the predicament very quickly, and might even have launched a quick counterattack. It was the old man's action that truly
Feng Yi almost faced a desperate situation.
It is precisely because of this that Feng Yi always recorded this great enemy against Mr. Feng.
The fight between the juniors is left to the juniors to resolve on their own. If you, an old man, intervene, be prepared to be slapped in the face!
It's just that Feng Yi himself didn't have enough foundation and background due to the mutation, and he has been in a period of dormancy.
But this doesn't mean that he has put down his hatred.
He is very vindictive!
There was silence in the room, even a chill.
Mr. Feng endured the complexity in his heart and said nothing. He would not underestimate Feng Yi if he called him here today, but even if he had prepared, he never expected that Feng Yi would be in such a state of mind! Such a state of mind.
shrewdness!
Feng Yi suddenly smiled and broke the deadlock.
"Just tell me why you called me here today. Don't mention the family property. I have no interest in the Yangcheng Feng family's property."
The words "Yangcheng Feng Family" made Mr. Feng's eyelids jump.
The Feng Family is not just the "Yangcheng Feng Family".
"Is it because you took over Feng... the property in your aunt's hands?" The old man's tone was a bit cold.
Feng Yi didn't answer.
The old man couldn't help but ask again, like a question, but also like a urging for an answer: "I don't know when you had close contact with her!"
"There is no close contact. Before you took down my studio last year, my understanding of her was limited to her brother-sister relationship with you."
"Then why did she help you? And also gave you property?!" Mr. Feng's tone was slightly excited.
"She said..." Feng Yi remained unhurried.
Mr. Feng stared intently at Feng Yi.
Feng Yi touched his face: "I am the most lovable."
Mr. Feng: "..."
Feng Yi could see the old man's jaw muscles twitching, probably in a state of gnashing his teeth.
Feng Yi ignored the other party's anger and continued: "I actually don't know much about my aunt, but I have heard some past stories about you two from her old friends."
This subtle pause almost made it clear that he knew what happened to the two old men when they were young.
For example: [You were beaten by your sister]
Mr. Feng's bite muscles were not only twitching now, but his entire facial muscles were trembling, and his face was covered with a layer of red due to anger.
If he could, he really wanted to lift the entire coffee table and cover this little kid's face!
However, he had to endure it for the sake of the unknown secret of the Feng family!
This little brat Feng Yi is indeed difficult to deal with!
He won't listen to harsh words, and he's not afraid of scorn!
The current relationship between the two is quite delicate.
In Mr. Feng's view, this is like an overlord who lives in the deep sea and has no evil to do with the rabbits jumping on the land.
What's more, this little kid is not a rabbit without attack power.
Mr. Feng said in a deep tone, "It's just my blind eyes that didn't realize that you also have sharp teeth and claws."
Feng Yi: "..."
He responded with a calm smile.
He calmly picked up the tea he had just made and took a sip unhurriedly.
What Mr. Feng just said is just a metaphor.
He could sense the old man's emotional changes. Although the old man was still calm on his face, the turbulent emotional information filled every corner of the living room, and he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.
It seems that my aunt's influence on the old man was much deeper than he thought.
He is actually testing to see if the old man knows the core secrets of the Feng family. Now it seems that the old man may know a little bit, but how much this "a little bit" is, we have to continue to try.
In fact, if the old man dares to meet him here alone, he has reduced his "a little bit" to "half a bit".
Feng Yi looked at the old man, waiting for him to calm down his anger.
Mr. Feng was furious now.
A long time ago, when he was a child, he knew that there was an uncle in the Feng family who had special abilities. Because of him, the entire Feng family survived the war. But the uncle was often not at home, and he didn't know what the uncle was doing.
thing.
Later, I heard that my uncle wanted to choose an heir within the family.
It was also at that time that he learned that the property in his brother-in-law's hands would be divided into two parts, one part would be given to blood relatives, and the other part would be left to the chosen heir.
It is the secret part that the clan elders value.
No one knows what it is.
All I know is that he is very powerful and can even save his people during wars.
Everyone in the clan competed vigorously. There were so many outstanding children, but my brother-in-law finally chose his sister.
Mr. Feng's mentality collapsed.
Why?!
Why choose his sister who has mediocre qualifications except for martial arts?
Do you have amazing talent?
Do you have better leadership skills?!
In the following decades, he expanded his family business to prove that he was more capable. However, this did not seem to change anything.
The clan elders did not even hand over their ancestral home and ancestral hall to him.
He hates it!
Not willing to give in!
Feng Yi observed the old man's storm of emotional information: "..."
The old man was stimulated.
Outside the reception room.
Xiao Ding, who was dutifully guarding the door, saw an incoming call on Feng Yi's mobile phone. He looked at the call and it was [Director He].
Answer.
"Hello... Director He, hello. I'm his gardener. The boss has something to do and can't leave now. Is there something urgent for you... It's not urgent? Do you need my help to convey it... OK, I'll wait.
Let me tell him and ask him to call you back!"
After the call, Xiao Ding continued to guard the door.
The old man's secretary next to him was confused.
Director He? Which Director He?
I was thinking about how to ask, but at this time, a child ran from downstairs to upstairs with a toy gun, shooting "biubiubiu" all the way.
A soft bullet was shot towards Xiao Ding.
Xiao Ding was yawning. He didn't look over there at all, but when the bullet was fired, he casually tilted his head to avoid the soft bullet.
The secretary standing nearby shrank his pupils.
With this reaction speed and crisis awareness, a gardener? A gardener?
Bullshit!
No one who saw the scene just now would believe it!
But he quickly adjusted and was about to say something to Xiao Ding.
Xiao Ding squatted down, not only was he not angry, but he also smiled and waved to the child not far away, "Kid, that's not how guns work. Come on, I'll show you."
The child standing there hesitated, looked at the secretary next to him, then at Xiao Ding, then walked over and handed the toy gun to Xiao Ding.
Then, Xiao Ding played a fancy gun game, and even picked up a few soft bullets that had just fallen to the ground. Then before they landed, he made a few childlike sounds and bounced them around.
Shoot the thrown soft projectiles away.
The kid next to me looked dumbfounded, then showed excitement and clapped.
Xiao Ding looked unsatisfied and handed over the toy gun.
Mr. Secretary asked someone to take the child away, and said apologetically to Xiao Ding: "I'm sorry, this is the first time for this child to come here. I haven't seen the old man's relatives for many years. The old man is old now and feels nostalgic, so he calls them
Come stay for a few days. Just a little unruly!"
"Oh, that's it. It's okay~" Xiao Ding waved his hands carelessly, still looking innocent and unscheming, believing everything he said, and continued to stand guard.
In fact, I rolled my eyes internally.
He had heard from Feng Yi that the old man's behavior in the Feng family was like that of an emperor. The employees here didn't even dare to fly up, let alone a naughty kid with a toy gun?
It’s either a temptation or an evil intention!
Xiao Ding: I'm not stupid!
And, toy guns are so fun~
However, the scene just now made Mr. Secretary feel nervous.
Deterrence! Definitely a deterrent!
"Do you often play with guns?" Mr. Secretary's voice was a little tight.
"I usually like to play shooting games." Xiao Ding responded with a smile without any scheming.
secretary:……
Is this "shooting game" you're talking about very lethal?
"Don't think too much, I'm just a gardener." Xiao Ding said.
secretary:……
If the gardener of the old house could play with a gun so smoothly, the old man would probably not be able to sleep at all!
Therefore, the so-called "gardener" is completely nonsense!