Feng Jian sneered heavily, "Do you even care about your own family?"
Zhan Fengling's face was cold and she held her chin with her hand. Yes, if the other party wanted to clean up Zhan's house, she still had to go there.
The Zhan family was kind to her, and she couldn't bring them down.
"Okay, boss, whatever you say will be whatever it is. Boss, where should I meet you?" Zhan Fengling asked.
"Just go downstairs, my car will pick you up outside Xiao's door!" Feng Jian said.
"Okay!" Zhan Fengling said and hung up the phone.
She originally wanted to report to Xiao Zichen, who was in a meeting and could not be disturbed. So she and Nancy helped Xiao Zichen to ask for leave because she wanted to see Mr. Feng.
When they walked out of Xiao's building, the bodyguards sent by Feng Jian were stunned for a few seconds at Zhan Feng Ling.
Why does this person look so much like their Miss Snowstorm?
"Where is Mr. Feng?" Zhan Fengling glanced at the bodyguard lightly. She thought Feng Jian would meet her in the car.
The bodyguard said: "Sir, I'm waiting for you at the coffee shop opposite."
"Okay. I'll walk over!" Zhan Fengling did not get in the car.
Years of work experience told her that this kind of bodyguard's car could not be used without sitting in it, lest they set up a big pit in it that she would not be able to climb out of.
"Okay, let's accompany the lady."
The three bodyguards followed Zhan Fengling, as if they were escorting a prisoner. This made Zhan Fengling feel uncomfortable for no reason. She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, waved her hands and said: "You stay away from me, I said to go,
I will definitely go.”
"It's the sir's instructions, and we also obey your orders." The bodyguard looked a little embarrassed.
Zhan Fengling glanced at them, and thinking of Feng Xue's usual behavior, she guessed that Feng Jian was not easy to get along with. She waved her hand, "Forget it, it's up to you."
After walking to the coffee shop, another operation of Feng Jian made Zhan Feng Ling unhappy.
As soon as I entered the door, two female bodyguards came up and said they wanted to search me.
Zhan Fengling said with a cold face, "Why are you searching me? Is there some super boss I want to meet?"
"We are doing a routine business. Please cooperate, Miss!" the female bodyguard said.
Zhan Fengling glanced at the female bodyguard and refused: "I won't cooperate. I don't have any weapons."
What a joke, she works at Xiao’s, what other tools can she bring with her?
These people are clearly bullying people.
"Miss, please cooperate with us, we are also staff, we have no choice." The female bodyguard began to act miserably.
Zhan Fengling is a person who takes soft things rather than hard ones. The female bodyguard looked at her like this and said helplessly: "Okay, just use that detector and don't touch my body."
Physical touching is a bit insulting, Zhan Feng Ling will not allow such a thing to happen.
The female bodyguard nodded, picked up the monitoring equipment detector on the side and scanned Zhan Fengling's body. After making sure that there was nothing that Feng Jian was worried about, he let Zhan Fengling in.
Feng Jian was wearing a black suit today. He was almost fifty years old and was well maintained. There were no traces of aging on his face, and he still looked like a young man.
When Zhan Fengling passed by, Feng Jian immediately froze there.
His face was full of shock and he couldn't believe his eyes.
What's going on? Why does the girl I saw look so similar to their wind chime?
What does this girl do?
Feng Jian looked at Feng Lingzi carefully with a heavy gaze, his face full of disgust.