Zhao Gongming asked again: "Does the Dragon Girl know your identity?"
Lin Lefeng shook his head, "She doesn't know that I haven't returned to my original position yet."
"Sooner or later." Zhao Gongming said.
Speaking of Long Jing'er, Lin Lefeng had a fond smile on his lips. He said: "She is a bluffing woman, with a fierce mouth but a soft heart. An old man can deal with her. Gongming, I think, I
Falling in love with her."
"Falling in love with the Dragon Girl? It's not a fun thing." Zhao Gongming shrugged and looked at him with a sympathetic face, "But you, Fan Li, are not a good bird either. You are sinister, ruthless, and scheming...
....."
"You are wrong. People say that I am indifferent to fame and wealth, and know how to give up when things get better." Lin Lefeng said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Also, my name is Lin Lefeng now."
"But you, when it comes to doing business, I am afraid that no one in the world can help you." Zhao Gongming smiled, "So, it is really foresight for my Nanfang Jun Gang to join the Shengming Group!"
Lin Lefeng said: "I have no plans to return to Shengming, I want to start my own company."
Zhao Gongming was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, "Okay, I'm ambitious! But what's bothering you about business matters? Come on, brother, I wish you success!" Zhao Gongming didn't know where he got two bottles of wine from.
, gave one of the bottles to Lin Lefeng, raised his head and drank it himself.
"White wine, Erguotou is still strong enough!" Zhao Gongming wiped his mouth and said cheerfully.
Lin Lefeng raised his head and took a sip. The spicy wine slid down his throat and into his stomach, giving him a refreshing feeling.
"What are your plans next?" Zhao Gongming leaned on the railing and asked.
Lin Lefeng's eyes were deep, looking at the beautiful and bright lights at the foot of the mountain, the sky was also reflected brightly, as intoxicating as at dusk, he said slowly: "After so many years of decadence, it's time to make some achievements to show to my family.
"
Zhao Gongming smiled and said: "Okay, we'll see, cheers!" After that, he touched the wine bottle in Lin Lefeng's hand, then raised his head and drank it all.
Everyone knows that Zhao Gongming is a good drinker, but even after drinking two pounds of Guotou, his face has not changed at all. Or maybe it is because his face is so dark that even if he turns red, it cannot be seen.
Lin Lefeng did not finish it, he smiled and said, "Wine should be tasted. Pour it carefully and taste it slowly, so that Du Kang's kind words are not in vain."
"Okay, nerd, I'm not as elegant as you. For me, drinking should be generous, and it's best to drink it in big cups, which is fun." Zhao Gongming said with a smile.
Lin Lefeng was noncommittal and just smiled slightly.
The trip to Hong Kong ended soon. What made Yin Le feel depressed was that she thought Lin Lefeng would pester her, but unexpectedly, she only saw him twice in three days. Once was the next morning.
The second time he went out was on the morning of his return trip, when he drank coffee in an outdoor cafe. The person drinking coffee with him was Zhao Gongming, the chairman of Nanfang Junggang, who also lent them the car that day.
Full of questions, they started to return.
After sending Tommy home, Jing'er drove home with Lin Lefeng. She wanted to ask him where he had been and what he had been doing in Hong Kong for the past few days, but before she could ask, Lin Lefeng said: "Wow, I'm so exhausted.
Come on, take a nap first and call me when you get home!"
Jing'er glanced at him, he had already closed his eyes, and she was a little angry, "Why are you tired? Are you tired? You haven't seen anyone in Hong Kong for several days, and you don't know where you are going?"
Lin Lefeng closed his eyes and joked: "What? Are you starting to check me? Are you in love with me?"
"I love you so much!" Jing'er snorted and ignored him. Lin Lefeng seemed to be really tired, and after a while he heard the sound of even breathing.
When the car drove to Weiliu Road, she screeched to a halt. Lin Lefeng was startled and quickly opened his eyes. Just as he was about to ask, he saw Jing'er getting out of the car and walking towards an old man holding a child on the side of the road.
"Old man, why are you and Sweet Potato Girl alone? Who brought you out?" Seeing Sweet Potato Girl crying all the time, Jing'er stretched out her hand to pick her up, and immediately smelled a stench. She suddenly had a black line on her face, did she poop?
The old man was Chen Tianyun's grandfather, and the sweet potato girl he was holding was the daughter of Chen Tianyun and Hu Xixi. Mr. Chen pursed his lips and said, "I ran away from home!"
Jing'er was shocked, "What? Running away from home? How old are you this year?" He is really capable of running away from home and still holding Sweet Potato Girl in his arms!
Mr. Chen has dementia and is under strict supervision. I don’t know how he got out. He can also bring Sweet Potato Girl out. What does the nanny at home do for food?
She took out her mobile phone and wanted to call Hu Xixi. Mr. Chen snatched Fanshu Mei back and said angrily: "If you dare to call me, I will leave."
Jing'er had no choice but to put down the phone and said helplessly: "Okay, I won't call, but you have to tell me why you ran away from home?"
Mr. Chen hummed: "They want Sweet Potato Girl to lose weight and reduce her milk powder."
I heard Yang Ruhai say about this that Sweet Potato Girl is too fat, so she needs to reduce her intake appropriately.
"That's the doctor's advice." Jing'er explained that because Sweet Potato Girl wanted to lose weight, she had to run away from home with her in her arms. This old man really didn't know what to say.
"How is the doctor? Xiaoru, you are also a doctor, tell me, Sweet Potato Girl is so cute, how can you not feed her? Do you know the pain of being hungry and unable to eat? I will not let Sweet Potato Girl feed her.
They brought her, I want to make money to support Sweet Potato Girl." Mr. Chen said angrily, but she still mistook Jing'er for Yang Ruhai.
"How do you go out to make money?" Jing'er was dumbfounded.
"I'm in the business of building land. I started my career in building land before." Mr. Chen said, patting his chest.
Sweet Potato Girl kept crying, stretched out her hand to Jing'er and shouted: "Auntie hold me, auntie hold me..." It's pitiful that the one-year-old child, who had just learned to speak a few words, was being held by his grandfather like this.
Came out.
"Then where do you plan to take her to live? She looks like she is hungry. Have you given her milk powder?" Jing'er asked.
"I came out with milk powder and diapers!" Mr. Chen put Sweet Potato Girl in Jinger's hand, then turned around to pick up the big bag and opened it for Jinger to see. There was indeed a bottle of milk powder and several diapers inside.
There were also a lot of snacks, probably his own. An old man who ran away from home without even bringing a set of clothes, only food. He was a foodie.
Jing'er was a little speechless. She hugged Sweet Potato Girl, patted her back, and coaxed: "Don't make any noise, Auntie will help you change the tablets, and then give you milk powder."
Sweet Potato Girl cried: "Grandma, Grandma..." She was indeed hungry and wanted to drink milk powder.
She carried Sweet Potato Girl back to the car, and Mr. Chen followed her step by step. As he walked, he said, "I have to watch you. There are too many human traffickers now, and Sweet Potato Girl is cute. Soon you will be short of money and sell Sweet Potato Girl."
The traffickers will not give her enough to eat. No, maybe the traffickers are better than her parents and will not let her go hungry."
Jing'er said: "You are the one making her hungry now!"
"How is that possible? I poured milk powder for her not long ago." The old man proudly took out the milk bottle from the bag. The bottle had not been washed yet and was very dirty.
Jing'er felt relieved and lowered her head to untie Sweet Potato Girl's diaper.
Lin Lefeng suddenly asked: "Where did you get the water to make the milk powder?"
When Jing'er heard this, she also raised her head and looked at the old man. The old man said proudly: "It's a public toilet. Don't worry, I fill the water according to the portion!"
Jing'er looked at Sweet Potato Girl and sighed. It was really unfortunate for her to have such a grandpa. She drank toilet water at a young age.