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　　Basong glanced at President Feng who had finished making the call, "President Feng, from your tone, you seem to be satisfied with your daughter-in-law, yet not satisfied at the same time?"

　　He had even thought that Little An An would bite his hand difficult a moment ago, and now he even threatened Cong Gang, saying that he wouldn't treat his youngest son as his son-in-law …

　　Was this satisfaction? Or unsatisfied?

　　Feng Xinglang glanced at Basong from the side of his eyes, "Basong, you sure have a tight mouth! "Since when did your boss have a daughter who was a little over ten months old, and you want to keep it a secret?"

　　"President Feng, I really don't know! If I knew, I would have told you first! " Basong really did not know, "I only found out yesterday!"

　　"Basong, you should care more about your boss! "Don't let him be fooled by some woman on the spur of the moment. It would be so depressing to bring a wild child back to be a father to a bottle of wine!" Feng Xinglang scoffed.

　　"President Feng, you can be at ease about this. Other than being scammed by you, my boss can't scam anyone else, be it male or female! Who is my boss? He's the only one who cheats on others! That depends on his mood! "

　　What do you mean 'except to be cheated by you'? Can the child speak! It was enough to kill the heavens!

　　"Even the life of your elder is mine …" It is also a must for him to submit to me! "

　　Feng Xinglang humphed lightly. He still had to establish the necessary prestige.

　　He wanted to let Basong know that if even Cong Gang was bowing down to him, then there was no need to mention this eighteen lines of subordinate of his!

　　"Oh right, President Feng, how did you save my boss back then? With your skill, you must have coincidentally met it, right? "

　　This smart person's words, just go as far as you can. And with Basong, not only did it take him a lot of effort, his anger also rose quickly.

　　"If it wasn't for me 'coincidentally' meeting him back then, I'm afraid that your boss would have been reduced to a pile of dirt by now!" Feng Xinglang scoffed.

　　"President Feng, then you can't keep hounding my boss over this matter, right?" Basong muttered.

　　"I set him up, Cong Gang. Do you have any objections?"

　　Using Feng Xinglang's words, Basong was indeed just an ingrate who wasn't familiar with him. No matter how nice Basong was to him, he would still side with Cong Gang.

　　"No …." No, I have no objections! As long as you're happy! "

　　Seeing that the President Feng was angry, Basong immediately shut his mouth tightly.

　　Since the words had already left his mouth, Feng Xinglang felt that he had suffered a little injustice.