Chapter 37

Parker and Keith went out, and Feng Tingmo answered the phone: "Dad."

"Amo, are you all right in France? Why haven't you come back?" A voice of old worry came from the microphone.

"It's OK. I'm delayed. I'll come back later."

"It's OK, amo. Be careful. Someone may seal the house for us."

"Well?"

"FengChen was robbed this morning. By the time we found the man, he was beaten out of shape. His hands and feet were broken, and three ribs were broken. Now he is in the hospital."

"Oh." Feng Ting Mo light oh, did not speak.

Feng was a little worried: "amo, is someone deliberately targeting Feng's family? First it's shallot, this time it's dust. You have to be careful. "

"I'll take care of it."

"Tough? You need to be safe. "

"Well."

"That's fine. Keep busy."

Old Feng took the initiative to hang up the phone. His son has always been quiet. It's good that he's OK. He can't ask anything else.

"Lint is still so quick."

Parker came in with two cups of coffee, one on the table in front of Feng Tingmo, and one for himself.

Feng Tingmo took a sip of coffee and said, "you think it's all like you."

"Well, what's the matter with me? You have to make it clear to me

"Coffee making technology is high."

"That's about the same. You workaholics want me to be like you."

"You're not in the company, are you?"

"Yes, I have, but I'm a doctor. I'm only in charge of my skills and money." Then he took the coffee cup of Feng Tingmo and went out, ready to leave.

"By the way, in terms of medical skills, I suggest that after the shoulder injury of Miss Chang is cured, it's better to find a good tattoo master to deal with it. There are many scars on her body. Conscience suggests that, or it will affect your sexual interest in the future?"

Feng Tingmo grabbed a financial magazine at hand and threw it at Parker, "get out of here."

When Parker dodged cleverly, the magazine hit him on the shoulder.

When he got to the door, Parker suddenly turned back: "didn't I help? I also acted as a secretary, making coffee for the president and vice president. I also cared about whether the president's private life was harmonious

Feng Ting Mo Wen Yan, cold back, "to Feng Chen in France when the Secretary of the company, I want to buy, you deal with, two days."

With a confused face, Parker asked bitterly, "boss, are you serious?"

"What do you say?"

"OK, I'll go."

With a bitter face, Parker scolded Feng Chen half to death. He had to make the boss angry at this time.

Keith and Qi family talk about cooperation can not be separated, clean up the dust of this small shrimps coolie had to do their own.

For a company that starts with money wasted by the boss, the boss will take back the capital and interest.

Often porridge and shallot in the villa lying in a comfortable bed, eating fresh fruit, looking at children's picture books, life is very comfortable.

Xiao Conghua moved her feet and pondered for a long time, then suddenly said, "sister congee, do you like my Baba?"

"Ah? Why do you ask all of a sudden? "

"Because xiaoconghua likes porridge, so does her sister."

Then she gave up her little feet and crawled to the side of Chang Cong. She hugged her neck again.

"That's good. You can like a lot of people, such as grandparents, teachers, kindergarten children..."

"That's not the same."

"Oh?"

Xiaoconghua tried her best to explain, "I like living together. Like Baba and mom. "

Changcong understood the meaning of xiaoconghua. This little guy longed for maternal love, but he couldn't give it.

"Little guy, you're still young. It's not something you should consider. Come on, let's play. You run and I chase you."

"Good."

When it comes to playing my favorite game, Xiao Conghua immediately gets up and forgets the topic just now.

After playing for a while, Xiao Conghua was hungry and tired. She wanted to go out for dinner. Chang Cong didn't dare to make a decision. She asked Lin Ma to call Feng Tingmo.

"Miss Chang, Mr. Feng said that he would be there in a minute and take you out."

"OK, Ma Lin, let's clean up and wait on the first floor."

Feng Tingmo took them to a private restaurant not far from the villa. Sitting in the private room on the second floor, they could see the painting gallery opposite the villa.

This week is the busiest time in the gallery every year. Feng Tingmo came every year, but he never waited for that person.

Seeing Feng Tingmo staring at the painting gallery, Chang Cong got up to go to the bathroom.

Just out of the box door, accidentally bumped into a Frenchman, a breath of wine came, often porridge quickly said sorry.

The drunkard said a word of French, but he couldn't understand it. He could only look at Feng Tingmo awkwardly.

Next to Feng Tingmo, it seems that he is very interested in the drunk's words. He gets up to talk to him, but Chang Cong can't understand a word.

See often porridge confused to see him, Feng Ting Mo explained, "he said you hit him again."

"How can it be? I just saw him."

"He said you hit him drunk four years ago."

"You believe a drunk. I hit him when I was drunk? I was in China four years ago. Did I hit him in my dream? "

With that, Chang Cong walked to the bathroom.

Back from the bathroom, the drunk is gone. Feng Tingmo is eating attentively. Xiao Conghua keeps looking at the door of the private room with Chang Cong's mobile phone.

"Sister porridge, your phone has been ringing for a long time."

Xiao Conghua took the phone of Chang Cong and handed it to her as soon as she came in.

Chang Cong took the call and saw that the remark was from director Xue Yuan.

"Hello, director."

"Well, how about porridge? What are you doing these days?"

"Director, I'm fine. I'm not busy. What can I do for you?"

"It's nothing. I just care about you. You left kindergarten. I miss you very much."

Smell speech, often porridge nose a sour, the director is really a good person, everywhere to help themselves, all left also call to care about her.

"Thank you, director. I'm fine."

"Porridge, where are you now? I'm near your home. Do you want to come out and have something to eat? Let's talk about work?"

"No, director, I have something to do. I'm not in Nanshi."

"Well, are you going to work in another city? What about your mother? " Xue Dewei has the posture of breaking through the casserole to the end.

"No, I'm in France. I'll be back to Nanshi soon."

"Oh, well, porridge, I won't disturb you. Think about going back to kindergarten. I'll hang up."

Chang Cong hung up the phone and felt a sigh in his heart. Xue Yuanchang was really a warm-hearted man.

At the other end of the phone, Xue Dewei hung up, took out another mobile phone from his wallet, and said to himself with a smile: "it's really in France, OK."

Open the SMS box of your mobile phone and enter three words: "in France."

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