Chapter 724
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When Feng Xinglang walked in, Xiao Qiao gave him a charming smile.
"Director Feng, you're so handsome!"
Xiao Qiao was very young, twenty-four or twenty-five years old, in her prime. Her simple ponytail showed off her youthful vigor, giving off a sense of vigor that made people's eyes light up.
But as a special assistant, she was still a little green.
"My wife said the same thing. She admires me! "
Feng Xinglang said 'wife' with a double meaning. Because she was his son's secretary, he refused her politely.
"You … you have a wife?"
When Xiao Qiao heard Feng Xinglang say 'wife', she seemed to be quite surprised.
"Surprised?"
Feng Xinglang smiled handsomely and added, "Not only do I have a wife, but I also have a five-year-old son! He's very cute and stubborn! "
"Oh …" Xiao Qiao seemed to be a little disappointed and sighed. The way she gently bit her lips was beautiful and moving.
"So, do what you have to do! Don't covet what you don't deserve! "
These words were direct enough. Feng Xinglang did not have too much patience to learn how to talk with a little secretary.
When Feng Xinglang turned to leave, Xiao Qiao's next words really made him 'stunned'.
"Director Feng, you look … even more handsome when you're naked!"
This girl … was really bold! She actually dared to tease him, the great director, in front of his face?
Feng Xinglang turned around again and squinted his eyes at the blushing secretary, Xiao Qiao.
"You sound like … you've seen me without any clothes on?"
Feng Xinglang's extremely lethal and charming gaze could not be resisted by ordinary women. But this Xiao Qiao seemed to be a newborn calf that was not afraid of tigers. She actually met Feng Xinglang's gaze.
"Of course I have! You have a scar on your right rib! It's very cool! "
Xiao Qiao actually answered Feng Xinglang's question in a positive tone. And she even described a detail …
Feng Xinglang's right rib did have a scar that had not completely healed. His rib was broken and his lung was pierced.
The smile on Feng Xinglang's handsome face became colder and colder, "I don't remember that I've doted on you … Where did you get the news?"
This Xiao Qiao had only been in the company for three days and did not have the opportunity to enter his lounge. How could he possibly know the details of his body!
From gossip? Or did he secretly see it?
"I wasn't sure if the person in the photo was you, Manager Feng. But now, it seems that it must be the case! "
Xiao Qiao was a smart girl. She could tell from Feng Xinglang's facial expression that the man in the photo was indeed her CEO Feng.
"Photos? What photos? "Feng Xinglang asked coldly.
"Director Feng, look for yourself!"
Xiao Qiao turned the monitor around. "CEO Feng, since you have a wife and child, I don't think you want to come out of the closet! Someone must be trying to frame you with these photos! "
When Feng Xinglang saw the photos on Xiao Qiao's monitor, a layer of frost slowly condensed on his handsome face.
That bastard Yan Bang actually had that kind of hobby?
It was one thing for him to be a pervert, but he actually learned from Edison Chen and took photos and posted them on the internet?
Was he courting death?
"These photos … where did you get them?"
Feng Xinglang suppressed the rage in his body and calmly asked his secretary, Xiao Qiao, who had been watching him.
"Oh, it was reposted from someone called 'The Butterfly That Can't Fly Across the Blue Sea'. But the original picture has already been deleted, probably to prevent someone from tracking it down. What's circulating on the internet now are all copies! "
From the angle of the photos, it should have been taken indoors. The location of the photo was fixed. This camera, or a miniature camera, should have been built into Yan Bang's room.
Yan Bang's Imperial Dragon City was heavily guarded. Normal people would not be able to enter.
It seemed like that bastard Yan Bang's hobby was really disgusting!
"Print a copy of those photos for me," Feng Xinglang said indifferently.
"Oh, okay!" Xiao Qiao immediately printed a set of relatively clear photos for Feng Xinglang.
"Don't worry, CEO Feng. I'm the only one who has seen these photos. It's been less than an hour since the 'The Butterfly That Can't Fly Across the Blue Sea' posted it … It shouldn't be too late to control it now. "
Feng Xinglang's brows were a little deep. "Call Nina and show her these photos. She will know what to do!"
Holding the printed photos, Feng Xinglang walked out of the secretary's office with a frosty handsome face.
*****
At this moment, Feng Xinglang felt like killing someone!
There were some things that one could turn a blind eye to. But once it was torn open and exposed under the spotlight, the meaning was different.
Feng Xinglang always thought that Yan Bang knew this bottom line. He also always thought that Yan Bang did not dare to cross his bottom line!
When Yan Bang risked his life to save him from the sea of fire, Feng Xinglang seemed to have already realized something was wrong.
Perhaps in Feng Xinglang's opinion, for a person like Yan Bang, it was better to let him go than to stop him!
But now it seemed that whether he let him go or stopped him, it was useless.
Perhaps the only way now was to kill him!
Feng Xinglang's Bentley rushed into Imperial Dragon City.
Yan Bang was in the gym, doing functional rehabilitation training for his left arm under the guidance of a doctor.
His broken arm was blown off by Xing Laowu when he helped Feng Xinglang fight against Hetun. If it weren't for his luck, he would have lost his life on that freighter.
Yan Bang had never regretted risking his life for Feng Xinglang. For people like him who did not know when they would die on the streets, it was rare to have some spiritual pursuits.
"Lang?"
The moment he saw Feng Xinglang, Yan Bang's eyes lit up.
Feng Xinglang did not say anything and rushed up to give Yan Bang a ruthless hook, causing Yan Bang's resolute face to tilt to the side.
"Feng Xinglang, the way you greet me is quite unique … but I like it!"
Yan Bang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth while chatting with Feng Xinglang with a smile.
"Go to hell, you piece of sh * t!"
The ruthless Feng Xinglang continued to beat Yan Bang's head and face. Only when Yan Bang's men realized that Feng Xinglang was really hitting him did they come forward to surround Feng Xinglang.
At this moment, Yan Bang's face was already full of blood.
"Jian Hu, go get a knife for your Second Master Feng! His fists are tired, get a knife for him to stab! "
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