On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there were many topics about the new Yangcheng Museum of Natural Science. News was pushed through multiple local channels, and official news also officially reported it.
Feng Yi checked his phone before going to bed at night and saw several posts. The popularity on the Internet was not bad. The topics of the Titan Boa model and Feng Yi's "Snake Brother" were frequently mentioned by netizens. This can be regarded as a benefit to both Feng Yi and Yangcheng Natural History Museum.
Feng Yi only glanced at the topic about Brother Snake on the Internet, and then paid attention to the serious official media reports.
One of the news reported by the Yangcheng official media included a photo of the certificate being issued.
He is now a formal member and official consultant of the Expert Committee of the Federal Insurance Bureau!
Although he is only a junior consultant, he is now a higher-level expert than before!
Isn’t it just an honor? It’s also recognized by the Joint Security Bureau. How valuable this is!
Not every junior consultant can join the expert committee. He can join because his ability to catch snakes is outstanding and irreplaceable!
Feng Yi read the official news and felt a little proud. He forwarded it to his circle of friends and clicked on the picture to save it to his phone.
As soon as the news broke, comments and likes came one after another. A variety show director who had rented Fengyi Courtyard before left a message:
[So are you really going to be an expert and never look back? Do you really not want to take another look at the entertainment industry? You can even guest star in a variety show if you have time! 】
When Feng Yi was interviewed at the opening ceremony of the museum today, he had already made it clear that he would not enter the entertainment industry. This topic was mentioned a lot about Feng Yi on the Internet. Therefore, these people's comments were not really asking, but just a sigh.
That’s all.
Feng Yi replied to several people who specially sent private messages.
We don’t have time to go to the entertainment industry, and we, the special consultant, don’t have time to film!
After checking the news and replying to the message, Feng Yi turned off the light and put down the phone. He swung his tail into a comfortable position and closed his eyes to prepare for sleep.
In his bedroom, he has always been in a relatively relaxed state, moving in his true form.
Drowsiness is brewing, and the brain is in a state of rest after a busy day.
Just as I was about to fall asleep, my phone rang.
In the darkness, Feng Yi opened his eyes.
The pupils of both eyes were narrow vertical lines and dilated due to the lack of light in the room.
There seemed to be no emotion in the eyes that seemed to have no trace of warmth.
However, there seemed to be countless violent particles moving around in the surrounding environment. If there were other creatures here, they would definitely feel uneasy for no reason.
Feng Yi stretched out his arm to take the phone over and looked at the caller ID.
She is Mr. Feng’s secretary.
The brain seems to be still in a standby state, and facial emotional reactions seem to be much slower.
Pressed the answer key:
"explain."
There was only one word, and there was no discernible rise and fall in the voice, and it was accompanied by a slightly uncomfortable breathy sound.
The secretary on the other end of the phone frowned and continued: "Master Yi, I'm sorry to bother you at this time. I'm the old man's secretary."
Feng Yi said "hmm" spiritlessly, indicating that he understood.
Mr. Secretary listened carefully to Feng Yi's voice and said at the same time: "Master Yi, is it convenient to talk to you now? The old man wants to say a few words to you."
Feng Yi yawned.
The secretary paused for a moment, then handed the phone to Mr. Feng who was sitting next to him. He covered the microphone of the phone and whispered in the old man's ear: "It's very quiet over there. His voice sounds a little strange. I don't know if it's already there."
Fell asleep."
After saying that, the secretary stepped aside, just far enough away that the voice on the other side of the phone could not be heard. After standing, the secretary touched the goosebumps on his arm. He didn’t know what was going on. He was obviously not cold. When he answered the phone just now,
It was as if I suddenly felt a chill that made my hair stand on end.
Mr. Feng's face was as ugly as ever. When he heard the secretary's words, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The old man usually goes to bed very early, but today he couldn't fall asleep because he was in a bad mood and worried, so he finally decided to give Feng Yi a call.
He knew that it was very late, but at the same time he also knew that grandchildren and young people generally did not go to bed so early at night, especially people like Feng Chi. This time was the time to be energetic.
He thought Feng Yi was like this, but he didn't expect that Feng Yi had already fallen asleep.
However, Mr. Feng didn’t think he had done anything wrong, and he habitually spoke with a condescending tone: “You slept peacefully!”
Feng Yi didn't care about the old man's attitude and said calmly: "I am young, I am still growing, and I sleep a lot."
When Mr. Feng heard this, he wanted to curse, a man in his twenties still has a long body!
But thinking about the purpose of this call, I still held back.
After holding a high position for so many years, he has always spoken in the family and has a strong hand. He is no longer used to speaking euphemistically.
"For what I said last time, one-third of my property will be exchanged for it."
Because it was on the phone, the old man didn't explain it clearly, but Feng Yi knew what he was talking about.
The old man is still worried about the Feng family's secret.
Moreover, one-third of the property is already the biggest compromise the old man can give.
The remaining old man can't move easily now.
Even if it's only one-third, it's still tempting enough.
Feng Chi always said that the things in the old man's hands would be enough for an ordinary person to feed him for a lifetime.
Even a dandy like Feng Chi would be greedy, let alone one-third of the total wealth in the hands of the old man!
Feng Yi was also greedy, but he knew that this deal could not be reached.
Secrets must never be told!
If someone like the old man knew the secret, Feng Yi's good days would be over.
Feng Yi's tone remained calm, and there was no sound of fluctuation, "I have no interest in your property."
The old man paused and then said: "You don't want to know the whereabouts of the betrayer?"
The person who opened a studio in partnership with Feng Yi, and finally cheated Feng Yi and donated money to escape, has not been caught until now.
Ever since Feng Yi knew that the old man was involved in the studio matter, he understood that people are not so easy to find.
Of course the traitor Feng Yi will always be remembered!
He also knew that the old man was using this matter to provoke him, and it was also a bargaining chip for the old man's negotiation.
The heavy tail slowly swept back and forth on the mattress, making a vague rustling sound.
In the room, every particle in the air seemed to be restless.
"I'll find it myself."
There was no ups and downs in Feng Yi's tone, and each word seemed to be extremely calm, accompanied by a little hissing sound of airflow. It was not obvious, like an illusion or distortion caused by phone interference.
Mr. Feng sounded uncomfortable, but he couldn't explain exactly what he felt. Maybe it was Feng Yi's brat attitude, or maybe it was because he hadn't stayed up late for a long time. It was rare that he hadn't rested until this point today, and his body was tired and protesting.
The old man looked gloomy, "Don't regret it!"
"No regrets."
After saying that, Feng Yi hung up the phone.
Throwing the phone aside, Feng Yi lay on the bed, thinking quietly about the old man and what happened in the studio last year.
Are you aggrieved? Are you feeling aggrieved?
It seems a bit, but it seems not.
The mood is getting weaker and weaker.
The tail swung up, forming a hook-shaped question mark in the air, and then swung back again.
Feng Yi reached out and grabbed the tip of his tail, pillowing it behind his head.
Whatever happened in the studio, whether it was the Feng family who took action in the first place or the collaborator who betrayed him, the person standing behind it was the old man. In the final analysis, it was a matter between him and the old man. As long as the old man was solved, no one else would.
question.
At present, neither he nor the old man can do anything to each other, but this situation will not last forever. One is about to die, and the other is in his prime. It is obvious who will benefit from it in the future. Therefore, Feng Yi is not in a hurry.
There's no point in rushing, he can only be in a dormant state now.
But the old man will be more anxious.
He just needs to guard against the old man using some extreme methods.
At the moment, Feng Yi has a clear goal. Instead of thinking about so many useless things and getting involved in those bad things, it is better to start his own business first.
The more money you make and the more connections you have, the more advantage you will have in dealing with the old man, and the success rate in finding people will be higher.
The bottom line is that we are short of money and people.
There was also the matter of venom, which was more important. He didn't have the energy to continue arguing with the old man in vain.
Before Director He left Yangcheng, he encouraged Feng Yi to take on more tasks from the Joint Security Bureau, but Feng Yi really couldn't let go for a while. He had to see the progress of the Venom matter before picking up the tasks from the Joint Security Bureau.
Bureau’s tasks.
The next day, Feng Yi went to see Xiao Wu.
"Can the venom thing begin?" Feng Yi asked.
"If you make this decision after careful consideration, of course. Of course you can start!"
Xiao Wu didn't reveal much before Feng Yi made the final decision, because Feng Yi's choice also determined how much Feng Yi could know.
After thinking about it, Xiao Wu asked: "I will arrange for you to meet with the manager in the laboratory. Do you choose not to meet and just talk on the phone, or do you want to talk after meeting?"
Feng Yi did not hesitate: "Make an appointment to meet."
Because he has been cheated, Feng Yi prefers to meet people in person, so that he can judge whether they are reliable through the micro-emotional information on the other person.
Now that Feng Yi has made his choice, the smile on Xiao Wu's face is getting bigger. It is a good thing for Feng Yi to study the venom.
Seeing that Feng Yi seemed unhappy, Xiao Wu, as a private doctor, would not ask too many personal questions outside of his duties. But he could tell that Feng Yi was worried, and at the same time, he noticed that Feng Yi looked towards the laboratory from time to time.
For those instruments, Xiao Wu thought Feng Yi was worried about the source of the expenses. After all, the instruments that the laboratory lacked were not cheap.
Seeing this, Xiao Wu comforted him: "After meeting with the laboratory manager, apart from providing the venom, you don't need to spend much energy. Those are their jobs, and the salary is also divided from the profits. You can still do it
What you want to do, as I said before, is to occupy a more important position in the Federal Insurance Bureau, from a 'higher level' expert to a 'senior expert'."
Feng Yi: "Huh?"
Xiao Wu looked serious: "Money is just a number, don't worry too much."