Warm Wedding, CEO Loves Me Chapter 1122

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Chapter 1122 - Leng Mo's Visitors
Qibei Mountain City's ancient villa had already moved to the end of the decorations.
His speed made it even more obvious that Cong Gang wanted to set up camp in Shen City.
There was no need to be afraid of Yan Bang's hostility anymore, and there was no need to worry about Hetun's motive of wanting to eliminate him after that.
Because whether it was Yan Bang or the Hetun, Cong Gang had never placed them in his eyes.
Perhaps the only thing he dreaded was Feng Xinglang's attitude and views.
And Feng Xinglang was not aware of this.
He had always thought that Cong Gang did not have any weakness!
In this world, there were very few people who could truly be unbeatable and invulnerable.
Cong Gang was really free these few days.
At least in Wei Kang's opinion, in this week, Cong Gang should be so bored that he's about to run out of luck!
Cong Gang got someone to quickly transport a large box of Brazilian pine nuts from Pakistan. Also known as ivory pine nuts. It has special flavour, pine and pastry flavors and rich nutrition.
The shells of these pine nuts were thin and brittle, and they had to be peeled off by hand.
During this week, Cong Gang would sit in the hut and quietly peel his pine nuts after attending to the potted plants.
And they sat for hours. He never asked anyone to help or participate, nor did he avoid their curious gazes.
The patience, the boredom, the repetition, made one want to doze off.
What made Wei Kang even more curious was that Cong Gang did not eat the Brazil nuts himself. Instead, he had placed them in a sealed box.
The next day, the sealed box containing the Brazilian pine nuts was empty. Did he eat it? Or lost?
After that, Cong Gang continued peeling. As before, he didn't eat it. Instead, he stored it in the sealed box.
It's been almost a week.
Wei Kang felt that his BOSS was about to become a demon!
It was only when Wei Kang saw Feng Xinglang rushing over, exhausted and worn out from his journey, that he seemed to have realized: This Brazil's pine nuts were finally here to eat their master!
Feng Xinglang did not like to eat snacks, and he ate very little of them.
Brazilian pine nuts were Feng Xinglang's only favorite fruit and shell food.
Because the Brazilian Pine Fruit's shell was thin, crisp and round, unlike a flat, ordinary melon seed that could be knocked with the mouth, Feng Xinglang, who was annoyed by the trouble, rarely ate it.
When he was hanging out in Chinatown, he would occasionally get interested, and under most circumstances, Feng Xinglang would punish him and let him peel it for him.
When Feng Xinglang came in, Cong Gang was still calmly peeling his pine nuts without even lifting his head.
Cong Gang peeled very slowly but was still very serious.
It didn't look like a rush, a rush, but a different kind of pastime.
Feng Xinglang stood still and watched for a while, then moved the chair over and sat down in front of Cong Gang.
There were already a lot of pine nuts piled up in the sealed box.
Feng Xinglang picked up the sealed box and gulped down a mouthful of pine nuts.
Enjoy the fruits of others' labor and the unique flavor of the Brazilian pine nut.
After a few mouthfuls, the sealed box was empty.
"Eating so much all at once, aren't you afraid of getting angry?"
Cong Gang stopped what he was doing, stood up and washed his hands under the tap before slowly wiping them dry.
"You want to skin this thing... Could it be that it's specifically waiting for me to come and eat? "
Feng Xinglang, who was unsatisfied, picked up a pine nut with a shell and brought it to his teeth. He wanted to break it open, but the shell even shattered into pieces in his mouth.
It was really troublesome. Feng Xinglang gave up on eating those Brazil pine nuts.
"You're thinking too much!"
Cong Gang said indifferently, and did not turn to look at Feng Xinglang. Instead, he picked up the spray bottle and began to serve the bush lily beside him.
"You kidnapped Fang Yiyan to save me … I haven't really thanked you yet. "
Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang's back, and casually snorted.
"You're welcome!"
After Cong Gang said this sentence, he turned around slightly and added: "If you can pay me some fees, I'm quite willing to accept it."
"Tell me, how much do you want?"
Since Cong Gang had taken the initiative to ask for money, Feng Xinglang would definitely not be stingy.
"That depends on how much you're worth!"
Cong Gang snorted, "Your son is free! Just take the money that saved you! "
Feng Xinglang had just taken out a black diamond card from his wallet, but he stuffed it back in and sneered at Cong Gang: "My wife was saved by Wisdom, does it have anything to do with you?"
"Feng Xinglang, are you playing a business deal?"
Cong Gang swept his eyes across Feng Xinglang, "Forget it! I'm already used to you destroying the bridge after crossing the river! "
Feng Xinglang slowly placed the black diamond card on the wooden table.
"Don't let Wei Kang and the others go out to pick up the order. As long as you don't have the money, just ask me. I'll keep you guys alive! "
"Alright!" Then, I'll thank President Feng on behalf of Wei Kang and the others! "Cong Gang was straightforward and did not reject Feng Xinglang's good intentions.
He wasn't sure if he really needed money or not, but it seemed like he was willing to accept Feng Xinglang's kind offer.
Slave?
"Oh right, Cong Gang … You think at the time. Is there any chance that Yan Bang can survive? "
After talking for a while without any topic, Feng Xinglang then found out the reason why he came to find Cong Gang.
Cong Gang's gaze moved from Feng Xinglang's slightly haggard face to the pot of monarch orchids.
"Well... It would be more appropriate for you to ask your father! "
Cong Gang did not answer directly. Instead, he chose to play ball with Feng Xinglang.
"Nuonuo said that he was carried away by Xing Shi'er … "Then what were you doing?"
Feng Xinglang sat up straight. It seemed like he wanted to continue the conversation. In other words, this question had only just begun.
But it seemed like Cong Gang did not want to continue this topic. and also didn't want to answer any of Yan Bang's questions.
"I don't remember!" Cong Gang said faintly, "She's probably thinking of a way to escape!"
Feng Xinglang looked at Cong Gang's face from the side, and had the urge to break him in half and look at himself.
"You hate Yan Bang, don't you?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"He hasn't reached the point where I can hate him from the bottom of my heart! You're praising him too much! "
Cong Gang's words made everyone's teeth itch. If Yan Bang heard it, he would probably be furious.
"Are you happy that Yan Bang is dead?" Feng Xinglang asked again.
Cong Gang turned and glanced at Feng Xinglang, "Are you happy? But you can't force me to grieve with you, can you? Yan Bang is your true love, not like me! "
Every time he thought about what he wanted from Cong Gang, he would always use so much effort to speak. Feng Xinglang simply did not know what Cong Gang was thinking.
"I want you to take over the Yulong City."
After a few seconds of silence, Feng Xinglang suddenly spoke out.
"Let me take over the Yulong City? "Heh …"
Cong Gang's laughter was filled with contempt, as if he had heard a joke, and he scoffed, "Yulong City is a money grubber, you should just leave it to your own son!"
Feng Xinglang was not angry, and drank a mouthful of the tea that Wei Kang had sent over.
There was not much to say. It seemed that such a problem did not need to continue.
Thinking about the matter of Yan Bang being buried in the ocean, Cong Gang's role was the same as that of the Hetun, it was just a silent spectator.
Feng Xinglang stood up, and shouted at Cong Gang: "Leave it for me to peel more, I'll come over next time to eat!"