Chapter 1435 - Flowery and Filthy

　　It did not seem to concern Feng Xinglang anymore!

　　As Miyamoto drank and drank, he began to sing a little song. In j.a.panese, Feng Xinglang and Yan Bang could not understand a single word. He just felt that Miyamoto was very good at singing.

　　With the intent of not offending Feng Xinglang's customers, Yan Bang gave him a beat.

　　This self-made rice wine, even though two jars of wine had entered his stomach, even though he had a sweet and refres.h.i.+ng taste when he drank it, the aftereffects were surprisingly strong. Even someone like Yan Bang, who had been drinking for a thousand years, had started to get slightly drunk.

　　Seeing Yan Bang striking a beat for her, Miyamoto felt even more exhilarated. He stood up and jumped.

　　Feng Xinglang's phone started to ring. The call was from Nina. It was also Feng Xinglang who reminded Nina to give him a call during the dinner banquet; They were usually used to escape.

　　Just a form. Nina did not speak, she only allowed Feng Xinglang to unleash his abilities freely.

　　"Um, um, okay, I'll be right back. "Alright."

　　Feng Xinglang said concisely, and then stood up, "Mr. Miyamoto, I have some matters to attend to, so I will take my leave first. I won't bother you to drink with Mr. Yan Bang anymore! "

　　Of course, Feng Xinglang could tell: Miyamoto was enjoying drinking and chatting happily with Yan Bang.

　　"Alright, alright, President Feng, feel free to do as you please!"

　　Miyamoto seemed to be hoping for something good.

　　"Xiao Yan, I have some private matters to take care of. You must attend to Mr. Miyamoto well!"

　　Yan Bang made an OK hand gesture towards Feng Xinglang. Of course he hoped that Feng Xinglang would leave first. As long as Feng Xinglang was safe, he could do whatever he wanted.

　　After leaving Miyamoto's private residence, Feng Xinglang subconsciously looked back: Did he really throw Yan Bang over to Miyamoto Wentuo?

　　It was quite a common occurrence for a business to employ such good methods.

　　~ It seems that Yan Bang only wanted to chat with Miyamoto Wentuo, sing and dance, there shouldn't be any problems!

　　Not feeling that anything was wrong, Feng Xinglang got on the car and left Miyamoto's private residence, rus.h.i.+ng back to the hotel.

　　Hearing that there was movement next door, Nina hugged the energetic little friend Yan Wuyang and walked in.

　　Feng Xinglang laid on the sofa with his limbs spread out, but there was no sign of him.

　　"President Feng, how's the discussion going? Is Miyamoto's intention strong? "