Chapter 1572

"Daddy

As soon as Feng Xinglang leads Gong wentuo into the VIP first-class private room in Yulong City, Xing Shiwu rushes over.

Feng Xinglang naturally opens his arms and holds Xing Shiwu away from the ground. He first kisses him and then embraces him.

The whole movement is very natural and smooth. It is a doting act of a father who loves his son.

"My son, fifteen." Feng Xinglang gave Xing Shiwu to Miyamoto wentuo.

"Fifteen? What an interesting name

Miyamoto should like children, because he has the action of reaching over to touch the little guy's hand.

But Xing Shiwu turned around and put his arms around his father's neck to avoid the touch of Miyamoto.

Even if it's just a stand in, it's not something anyone else can touch.

Miyamoto's hand retracted awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Miyamoto. I've spoiled the little thing! Some are not polite

Feng Xinglang connived at Xing Shiwu's willfulness. And Xing Shiwu's behavior is more like the arrogant son of the CEO family.

"Never mind, never mind! Your son has a lot of personality! It's lovely, too! "

As a big investor in Japanese financial circles, Miyamoto wentuo naturally doesn't care with a willful child.

"Lang..."

Yan bangxiong's magnetic call came from the top of the corridor. He saw Feng Xinglang talking with a short and frustrated man.

When he looks at Bangliang, he should be very familiar.

"Who is this?"

In view of Feng Xinglang and this short, frustrated and laughing man, Yan Bang also asked politely.

"Mr. Yan, you're so precious and forgetful Mr. Miyamoto admires you very much

It was Feng Xinglang who answered. Besides, it's also fengxinglang, who is full of evil.

Yan Bang thought of the guy who was clapping the table and humming a tune when he was traveling to Tokyo with Feng Xinglang.

"If you venture to visit, please forgive me."

Miyamoto wentuo bowed slightly and extended a friendly hand to Yan bang. As an important customer of Feng Xinglang, Mr. Yan Bang shook hands with Miyamoto wentuo.

"Baotou, ask Mr. Miyamoto to have a rest in the VIP Hall."

Yan Bang specially prepared his favorite seafood dinner for Feng Xinglang tonight. Of course, he didn't want to be as short and upset as Miyamoto.

"Mr. Miyamoto, how about having dinner with us if you don't think it's easy?"

Feng Xinglang warmly invites Miyamoto wentuo to have dinner with himself and Yan bang. The guests are all at home. There's no reason for them to find food by themselves.

"It's better to be obedient than respectful!"

It seems that Miyamoto learned a lot of Chinese Polite expressions before he came to Shencheng.

Yan Bang is not happy!

Today's seafood dinner is airlifted from Norway and Japan. This short wax gourd is not so busy!!

Taking advantage of the politeness of the adults, Xing Shiwu hugged Feng Xinglang's neck and whispered in his ear.

"Dad, mom said that celesto will act tonight. She told you to be careful! But don't get caught too easily by the people of celesto

Feng Xinglang's heart was slightly stunned: it's time for him to come!

These days, Feng Xinglang wants to let the people of celesto catch him every minute.

Feng Xinglang is really fed up with his mind and perseverance being tortured for such a long time!

Long pain is better than short pain, maybe that's the truth!

If we solve the problem earlier, we can reunite with our wife and children earlier! Feng Xinglang really missed his wife and children.

On the surface, Feng Xinglang still talks and laughs with Gong wentuo.

It's just a pity: in case Miyamoto wentuo is accidentally collapsed by the people of celesto, the milk powder money will have to be found again!

"Mr. Yan, it's in this VIP private room! Spacious and comfortable, more in line with Mr. Miyamoto's noble identity

Originally, Yan bang was reluctant to lead Miyamoto wentuo to his living area; Feng Xinglang said that he was in the VIP Hall, so he agreed.

Of course, this VIP Hall is far less luxurious and comfortable than the living area restaurant dedicated to Yanbang.

"Mr. Feng, you're welcome!" Miyamoto said gratefully.

Feng Xinglang took Xing Shiwu at the end. After kissing the little guy, he asked in a low voice, "how's your mommy?"

"Mommy said you don't have to worry about her. She'll find a way for the people in celesto to catch her. And she said, "I'll see you at celesto!"

The little guy has been holding Feng Xinglang's neck tenderly, and the father and son are whispering. It looks more like a child in a coquetry with his father.

"Well behaved, be careful later. Try not to resist, don't let them hurt you! Do you know? ""I know! Dad, you have to be careful! "

The little guy nestled up to Feng Xinglang's neck, especially docile and sensible.

Yan Bang did not shy away from Miyamoto's eyes, and he still went his own way to Feng Xinglang. Yan Bang has always served fenghang Lang with seafood, and today is no exception. He didn't take Miyamoto seriously.

At least in the eyes of ordinary people, Yan Bang's behavior is a little courteous.

But Yan Bang got the complete crab leg meat, which was fed to Xing Shiwu by Feng Xinglang.

"Fifteen, thank you, uncle Yan."

Feng Xinglang solved Yan Bang's too gallant behavior in this way.

"Thank you, uncle Yan!" The little guy is quite docile.

Yan Bang just raised his eyebrows, but he didn't answer.

"Mr. Yan, don't patronize to get food for my son Mr. Miyamoto has come all the way, and you should do your best to be a good host! "

Feng Xinglang looked at the door of the private room. In order to make it easier for the people of celesto to find out as soon as possible, he simply asked the waiter to open the door of the private room.

"Help yourself, Mr. Miyamoto."

Anyway, he is also in charge of Yulong city. Yan Bang has not been enthusiastic enough to give a short and frustrated investor a leg.

In a word, Miyamoto was perfunctory.

"Come on, fifteen, let father Yan hug you, too!"

Seeing that Xing Shiwu had been stuck in Feng Xinglang's arms, Yan Bang put out his hand and wanted to leave him.

"No, my dad's holding it very well!"

Tonight's little guy is especially clinging to Feng Xinglang's arms.

Maybe he knows that after his mission is completed, he will probably be sent back to the manor for training, and he will never see feng Xinglang again.

Only if he has the chance to be the best of them can he be qualified to be the adopted son of Hetun and meet Feng Xinglang, who has only been his temporary father for a few days.

Until after dinner, there was no movement outside the private room. Do they think the opportunity is not mature enough, and they want to continue to wait?