"It's not that exaggerating. You Mr. Feng is still capable. He just has a bad mood. After all, he has a bad heart, but he is not very good. People with poor health are always a little irritable.

If he doesn't have enough ability, he will not manage the company in an orderly manner after his brother Feng Chenyang leaves."

Qin Wei said halfway, and turned his head to see Li Jiangwei looking at Feng Mu and Director Li who were still alone in the conference room, with impatient and disgusting expressions. When he thought of something, he knew that he had lost his words, he touched his nose awkwardly and changed his mouth:

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this. By the way, the contract you had with Feng Yang expired in half a year? I was so unhappy and couldn't stand it and just leave at that time.

You said you were the same. At that time, you were so unhappy about it. Why did you need to renew your contract with Feng Yang? At that time, Mr. Feng had just taken over the company and your contract just expired. It was not the most suitable time to leave, so why did you delay it until now..."

"I'm for his brother's sake."

"Okay, okay... you just stubborn. You didn't leave because you wanted to help him stay in the company. Now that the company has a firm foothold, you, the old minister, will retire."

"Are you annoying? Let's go, I'll look at them." If the captain hadn't asked him, he wouldn't have wanted to help this selfish beast who indirectly killed the captain.

This guy is just a lunatic, an unreasonable and unprincipled psychopath.

...

Feng Mu's middle finger and index finger clasped his jaw, and looked faintly at the frowning staff leaving the conference room one by one, and the last person took him to the glass door of the conference room. During this time, he glanced at the two people leaving outside the conference room, paused, pulled the corners of his mouth, and then sneered and looked away.

He picked up the laser pen in one hand, narrowed his amber eyes, and the red rays swept the face of Director Li who was bowing his head and not talking, and said with a somewhat depressed expression:

"Old Li, you know I have a good relationship with you. I have only respected you for years and I can't bear to say harsh words to you. We have been working together for decades. You are not such an unscrupulous person. How could you make such mistakes this time?"

"Hey, this kind of video, this kind of thing... You know, you have handled it privately, I am not such a rigid boss, but how can you let this kind of video spread? How can you protect you when you ask me to do it? You make it difficult for me to do it, you know?"

The projector in the conference room was showing videos of Director Li and Chaowen chatting in the elevator, and there were also some video evidence of Director Li's bribery.

Director Li shivered slightly, and the videos in the elevator were released online before. The videos followed were warnings from Feng Mu.

"Mr. Feng, I'm sorry, I..."

"Don't say sorry to me... What I hate the most is that others apologize to me. After you say sorry, I still have to pretend to be tolerant. What is it for? I can't do it to make you feel better."

"Mr. Feng..."

Director Li pursed his lips and looked at Feng Mu, with a little panic in his eyes.

Feng Mu looked at Director Li with expressionless face for a while. Just as Director Li was sweating down his back little by little, sweat wetting his back, Feng Mu suddenly pulled his lips and smiled.

"Just kidding. Why are you doing so nervous? Let's wipe your sweat. What kind of friendship do you have with me?

Forget this matter, I will clean it next time I deal with such things. No matter how dirty your butt is, don’t put it on the surface for me. Director Li, I don’t want to have a next time.”

Feng Mu smiled and patted Director Li, folding his hands, tightly holding his sweaty hands, and said with a smile on his teeth.

"I know, I know."

"Okay, I know Director Li, you won't let me down.

Go out...oh yes, wait.

Do you know where that boy Chaowen is? This time something big happened, he didn't even show up in front of me? My assistant said that I can't contact him these days. Lao Li seems that you have a good relationship. Contact him and ask him to come to me."

"Okay, OK, Mr. Feng."

...

Seeing the glass door of the conference room close again, Feng Mu leaned forward without any haste, took out a wet tissue from the conference table, and slowly wiped his fingers with disgust.

Crossed his legs and lay slumped on the boss's chair, his amber eyes glanced at the Qiande page displayed on the projector.

[Young singer reappears the rock style of King Chen] [Analysis of the similarities between Yun Xiangyang and Chen Yang] [I felt like I saw King Chen] When I saw Yun Xiangyang's "The Unknown"

"Ha, garbage-like things are worthy of being compared with 'his', giving you a face."

Feng Mu spat, and his slender fingers gathered the tissue into a ball and threw it on the huge conference table at will. His cold face was filled with disgust and disdain, and anger that the things he cared about were defiled.

Thinking of that person, Feng Mu didn't say anything for a long time. He turned the boss's chair and rushed towards the floor-to-ceiling window, quiet and empty in the conference room, Feng Mu breathed gently outside the window.

My fingers curled up gently, touching the place where my heart was carefully. I don’t know if it was the scars from the surgery or the heart inside.

There was a temperature that did not belong to him, but he lived on this one.

Every time he covered his heart and beat his heart, he seemed to be able to feel his brother's warmth.

He was so crazy and jealous of him, so he wanted to seize and possess everything he had, he had everything, he had everything, he had health, and Feng Yang. He was obviously better than his brother, and he developed Feng Yang even stronger.

But... why is he still so uncomfortable now? His heart hurts so much...

With amber eyes, he looked at the endless city night outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the hazy starry sky covered under the endless dark curtain. He saw the young man in black who was kneeling in the villa hall twenty years ago, holding the swollen hands with his slapped ruler, sitting upright, and his black silent eyes looked at him coldly and spit out a faint "get out."

It is clearly amber, but it seems to be stained with dark mist and flaws by the night, which makes it look a little depressed and struggling. The complex emotions such as admiration, discomfort, grievance, longing, anger, and hatred are mixed with each other, causing the clear eyes to be stained with pain.

"Brother, I miss you."

...

"Ping! Thunderbolt!"

The tableware fell to the ground, and Chaowen's body subconsciously shrank into the sofa. Looking at the entertainment news played on the computer, he swallowed his saliva, then pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly, "Hehe..." he chuckled twice, and smiled indifferently.

Muttered softly:
Chapter completed!