Chapter 374 - CEO Feng Junjie

"But I don't think she's Mo family's daughter. Didn't you already cross-checked by matching her eyes with Alice's?" The woman asked with lethal intention.

"The results are inconclusive as her eyes were destroyed seven years back" He lazily picked the glass of water and scanned the rims closely to make sure there's no dust on it.

"What if she really is Mo family's daughter?" She muttered the courage and keep asking questions. It was a once in a while moment when this man was answering, so why not make use of the opportunity.

"Then she belongs to this place," He said.

"But if she came to know about Feng Dingxiong's secret won't you lose your most important pawn?" She frowned at his weird habit of checking things closely like an OCD, he cannot tolerate a single speck of dust around him.

"Sooner or later the pawn would eventually lose its importance. So why not use its full potential before eliminating it forever?" He placed the glass back on the table when he spotted a tiny drop of blood on his shirt sleeve, his brows furrowed.

"This woman is powerful; it won't be easy to get her. Don't you….."

"Aunt Yang Mi, you're definitely bolder today. Asking question after question, huh?"

He sounded polite but who can ignore the hidden danger in his voice.

Yang Mi felt goosebumps by Yang Sheng's sharp gaze. In that instant her heart stopped, the questions pushed back inside her mouth and her mind instinctively warned her to leave.

"You and your bastard son better not have any thoughts about this woman. I'm sure the memory of the punishment seven years back is still intact in your brains when you both went against my order and killed Alice." A flash of bloodthirsty cruelty flickered across his eyes as he warned Yang Mi before she could leave the room.

Yang Mi did not dare to look back and replied with a small nod before she turned towards the door. The hand extended to touch the doorknob stopped midway, realization struck, pain flashed in her eyes when she saw the hand covered in a shiny black metal glove that rested till the wrist.

How can she forget the cruel punishment? She was still carrying it daily….

She switched the hand and vanished like a puff of smoke…

*****

Feng Junjie made his way towards Feng Corporation at the daily office timing, nodding his head at the employees who greeted him on the way to President's elevator. Dressed for success in his white business suit no one can dare take him lightly when it comes to business. Everyone knows how perfectly he was groomed to command the crowd under Feng Jianyu's strict mentorship.

But unlike Feng Jianyu who was like an iceberg, Feng Junjie's cordial disposition was like a breath of fresh air for the employees. However, for the past few days, the warm and friendly attitude was missing. No one understood why? No one dared to ask, but they did not like the change.

Feng Junjie punched the password and entered Feng Jianyu's office instead of his.

Inside the luxurious office, he saw the empty chair and strolled towards it, running his hands over the big swivel chair meant for the boss. He sighed.

After Feng Jianyu's verbal fight with his father, it didn't take him a second to resign from the company and handover everything to Feng Junjie.

But will Feng Junjie ever accept it? NEVER!

His fingertips brushed the photo frame kept on the table, the coldness of the glass realized him the bleak emptiness of the spacious room. A dry smile came on his lips; the only thing changed in this room since Feng Jianyu resigned from Feng Corporation was this photo frame.

Earlier it used to be in Feng Junjie's office but he brought it here.

The four brothers campaigning in Switzerland…. He chuckled seeing Feng Jianyu's expressionless face.  

'KNOCK'

The knock was heard and Feng Junjie's secretary stepped in with some documents.

"Keep them at the table" Feng Junjie pointed at the table arranged in front of the couch. Although his father has instructed him to take over Jianyu's position, he was taking care of the company only to return it to his brother one day.

In his eyes, only Feng Jianyu deserved the highest position and no one else.

He took the seat on the couch and picked the first file….

"Junjie…"

A sweet voice broke his concentration and he hurried with long steps. "I know I'm your favorite and you won't let brother kill me for this"  Feng Junjie said pulling Xiu Mei into a tight hug. "Damn, I missed you so so so much. Oh wait! How did you come here? Why didn't you message me to fetch you?"

Xiu Mei adjusts her eye mask and pointed at the person standing right behind her, who waved his hand.

"Ah! Senior cousin, sorry I didn't notice your presence" Feng Junjie said.

Wang Shi "…"

Xiu Mei's eyes landed on the couch where Feng Junnjie was sitting earlier. He was literally buried under the mountain of files, crumbled papers littered on the floor and other half of the couch where he was not sitting, opened laptop almost at the verge of falling down on the floor, stick-on's pasted everywhere with annotations written and cushions in unrecognizable condition.

Her gaze shifted to Feng Jianyu's table, a complete contradiction to Junjie's side…. It was neat, organised, everything untouched but she noticed the new addition a picture of brothers bonding.

She paused for a second when she noticed a tangerine hairpin carefully glued above the photo frame. Isn't this her favorite hairpin that she lost a few weeks back? Clearly it was not part of the frame yet it mingled perfectly and became an inseparable part of the family.

Her heart warmed up by Feng Junjie's cute and thoughtful act. As he cannot place Xiu Mei's picture so he used another method to make her part of this room.

"Hehehe… Sorry about the mess" Feng Junjie rubbed the back of his neck and went up to clean it, "Actually, nobody comes here except me. But don't think otherwise, I keep brother's office neat and clean, before leaving everything will be organized"

Xiu Mei didn't say anything and remained calm and collected. She took a deep breath, "CEO Feng Junjie, let's not waste any more time and start with the meeting. Shall we discuss the project here or in the conference room?"

Feng Junjie "…."