Chapter 1572 - Displeasure

　　"Daddy!"

　　Feng Xinglang led Miyamoto Wentuo and just as he was about to enter the Yulong City's VIP room, Xing s.h.i.+wu ran over.

　　Feng Xinglang very naturally opened his arms wide and lifted Xing s.h.i.+wu who was rus.h.i.+ng over off the ground.

　　The whole action was very natural and smooth. It was the gesture of a father pampering his son.

　　"My son's name is Fifteen." Feng Xinglang handed Xing s.h.i.+wu over to Miyamoto Wentuo.

　　"Fifteen?" "What an interesting name!"

　　Miyamoto Wentuo should like children, because he wanted to reach out and touch the little guy's small hands.

　　But Xing s.h.i.+wu just twisted his body and used his arms to hug his father's neck, avoiding Miyamoto Wentuo's touch.

　　Even if it was just a double, it wasn't something that a random person could touch just by looking at it.

　　Miyamoto Wentuo awkwardly retracted his hand.

　　"Sorry, Mr. Miyamoto, I spoiled this little thing! It's kind of rude! "

　　Feng Xinglang indulged Xing s.h.i.+wu's willfulness. And Xing s.h.i.+wu's actions, were even more similar to the arrogant son of the president.

　　"It's okay, it's okay! Your son has a lot of personality! "It's also very cute!"

　　As a reputable investment figure in the j.a.panese financial world, Miyamoto Wentuo naturally wouldn't argue with a willful child.

　　"Lang …"

　　Yan Bang's powerful magnetic call came from the end of the corridor. Feng Xinglang was chatting with a dwarf.

　　When he looked at Yan Bang, his eyes were very bright.

　　"This is?"

　　Since Feng Xinglang was laughing and talking to this short guy, Yan Bang also gave him face and asked.

　　"President Yan, you truly have forgotten your benefactor. Mr. Miyamoto really admires you! "

　　The one who answered was actually Feng Xinglang. And it was the leisurely evil Feng Xinglang.

　　Only then did Yan Bang remember that guy who hummed a small tune while slapping the table, whom he had met on his trip to Tokyo with Feng Xinglang.

　　"Please forgive me for my intrusion, President Yan."

　　Miyamoto Wentuo slightly bent his body and extended his hand of friends.h.i.+p towards Yan Bang. Seeing that he was Feng Xinglang's important customer, Yan Bang shook hands with him in a gentlemanly manner.

　　"Baotou, invite Mr. Miyamoto to the VIP lounge to rest and eat."

　　Tonight, Yan Bang specially prepared a favorite seafood meal for Feng Xinglang. He obviously didn't want Miyamoto Wentuo to be short and ruin the atmosphere.

　　"Mr. Miyamoto, do you mind if we just have a simple meal?"