He is strong
However, in terms of gender, they had to be classified as boars.
Feng Xinglang was surprised and also surprised: There were actually n who liked people like Yan Bang these days? According to common sense, wouldn't he have liked beautiful n as white and tender as Bai Mo? Yan Bang, this pig head number three … There was actually soone who liked it!
Miyamoto Wentuo's gaze had been scanning Yan Bang's body the entire ti, he was probably not paying any attention to Nina's explanation of the GK Wind Vault either.
Obviously, Yan Bang did not notice the strange look that Miyamoto Wentuo was looking at him with, he was playing with the pure gold fire engine in his hands, passing his ti; from ti to ti, he would glance at Feng Xinglang.
"This gentleman is …"
Miyamoto was finally unable to resist anymore, he interrupted the Nina's explanation and pointed at Yan Bang as he asked.
"My close bodyguard." Feng Xinglang played it down.
Yan Bang didn't seem to be bothered to strike up a conversation with him, he only smiled at him politely, treating him as a form of greeting.
He looked even more like a lord than Feng Xinglang. If Feng Xinglang didn't need this little shorty's help, Yan Bang would not even bother to pull the corners of his mouth towards him.
"Oh... He's very strong. " Gongwen Tuo adjusted the glasses on his face.
"..." The corner of Feng Xinglang's lips twitched, he had a strange feeling.
The conversation went smoothly but Miyamoto Wentuo could be seen to be a smart and cautious investor. He told Nina that his team needed to do so specific investigation work.
"Will President Feng have ti to eat together tonight?" Miyamoto was quite friendly.
"I'm not free!" We have other things to do! "
The one who answered was Yan Bang. When he said "other things", it was just going to eat the 5A Kobe beef with Feng Xinglang, not wanting to get involved with others.
"I'm free! I still have to thank Mr. Miyamoto for his hospitality. "
Feng Xinglang took over. How could he miss such a good opportunity to sublimate his intent to cooperate?
"May I ask if you can join us, sir?" Miyamoto looked at Yan Bang again.
"Of course!"
Naturally, Yan Bang would not let Feng Xinglang go to the banquet alone. He had a nagging feeling that this tiny rchant knew how to f * cking sche. Furthermore, Feng Xinglang was so handso, if this short guy had a presumptuous thought about him, then he would be in danger.
In short, in Yan Bang's opinion, this was an abnormal country!
"Then I'll see you tonight!"
As she walked out of Miyamoto's private residence, Nina looked like she had a heavy load on her mind.
"President Feng, why do I feel like this Miyamoto seems to have so other motive? It feels like he's deliberately delaying us in Tokyo. "
Nina voiced out her doubts, "He wouldn't be planning on sending people to the GK to investigate while we're not around, right?"
"With Miyamoto's prestige in the Japanese investnt world, it would be reasonable for him to do so research."
Feng Xinglang responded faintly.
"I don't think this little shorty has any good intentions towards you!" "Those little eyes are so devious, I want to beat him up just from watching them!"
It was probably sothing Yan Bang would never think of in his life: Miyamoto thought that the person who had bad intentions, would be him!
… ….
Nina did not attend the dinner but stayed in the hotel to accompany the little Wuyang.
Although Yan Bang had brought a nanny with him, Nina was still reluctant to part with her child for others to take. Furthermore, with Miyamoto Wentuo's caution, there shouldn't be any substantial investnt planned for tonight.
With Yan Bang accompanying him to the banquet, two human martial artists would be fine!
Feng Xinglang wore the suit he wore during the day, but it allowed Yan Bang to bathe and change clothes.
"Be a bit more polite to when you see Miyamoto in a while! "Since he's just my bodyguard in close combat, I'll have to act like he's my bodyguard!"
Feng Xinglang warned her, "Don't be so f * * king more like a lord than , understand?"
"You, Feng Xinglang, are the boss of , Yan Bang! Great sir! A great master in his previous life, a great master in this life … I hope I can be your son in the next life! I will be spoiled by you for the rest of my life! "
"..." This strange hobby! There was actually soone who wanted to be soone else's son!
"Miyamoto's investnt is very important to the GK, don't you dare talk back and offend him!"
"As long as he is polite to you, I will be polite to him too!" "I understand!"
Yan Bang was quite obedient. Traveling with Feng Xinglang through the unpredictable Tokyo, they were deeply engrossed in the colorful night scenery.
"Have you ever had a woman you liked, Bon?"
Feng Xinglang suddenly asked, "It counted when you were young! Like having a relationship, or having a relationship. "
"Don't you know if I've ever liked won?"
Yan Bang turned his head and stared deeply into Feng Xinglang's eyes.
"The woman who slept … "There has to be a reason, right?"
Feng Xinglang glanced outside the window at the night in Tokyo, which was covered by the colorful neon lights.
Yan Bang stared silently at Feng Xinglang's almost perfect face, "How much do I owe you in my previous life?... That's why you would suppress yourself so much in your life! "
"..." The corner of Feng Xinglang's lips curled up, "Alright, since you're free, read more books and fight to be soone with ideals, ambition, and contributions to society!"
This topic had jumped to...
Miyamoto's private residence had the mysteriousness of quietness in the middle of trouble.
Feng Xinglang did not like the way the Japanese lived. It was hard for people to kneel and squat. Furthermore, the houses were all almost all low-rise, making them look extrely depressing.
However, the scenery of this private residence was exquisite to the point that it was just right.
"Please co in, my two esteed guests."
Miyamoto changed into a new set of house clothes and welcod Feng Xinglang and Yan Bang, he looked even smaller. However, he lacked the shrewdness of a rchant and instead had a gentle attitude.
Since he didn't ask them to eat while kneeling, it should be because he took into account Feng Xinglang's and Yan Bang's habit.
The dinner was quite sumptuous, there were a lot of varieties; but the quantity was a little less, and in every bowl and plate, there was only enough for Yan Bang to eat.
There were only a few pieces of salmon, a few pieces of Kobe beef, so seafood fish like fish, and so sushi rolls.
"This is my homade rice wine. I hope the two of you can enjoy it."
Miyamoto got the kneeling female artiste to take out three jars of rice wine, and placed them in front of Feng Xinglang and Yan Bang one by one.
Self-made rice wine? There really was that feeling of elegance!
Just as Feng Xinglang was about to take the bowl of rice wine that the female artist poured for him, Yan Bang snatched it away.
"The President Feng is allergic to alcohol, and does not touch alcohol. Let help him toast Mr. Miyamoto! "
"Alright, alright, alright. I'll have to trouble Mr. Yan to taste it for !"
Originally, Feng Xinglang thought that this Miyamoto Wentuo would be angry, but he never thought that he would beco even more cheerful.
Not only did his speech beco much more enthusiastic, his entire person also beca extrely excited.
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