Chen Feng knew that Mr. Qi was doing this for his own good, but he still insisted: "Just help me make an appointment with them. As for the time, they can decide it, or you can decide it. Once it is decided, just let me know."
If he were allowed to come, he hoped to meet them tomorrow.
Of course, Chen Feng also knew that those in the Presbyterian Church would inevitably take advantage of Qiao, and even with Mr. Qi's connections, they would not be able to agree directly.
So he let them decide the time themselves. With Mr. Qi here, they didn't dare not come.
Seeing Chen Feng's persistence, Mr. Qi didn't offer any more advice. He knew Chen Feng's character and even the eight-headed cow couldn't get him back from what he decided.
"Okay, I will notify them."
Seeing Mr. Qi's agreement, Chen Feng asked curiously: "Mr. Qi, why are your Qi family here?"
"I don't know either." Mr. Qi shook his head: "In that disaster, the Qi family lost too many things, otherwise they wouldn't have lost even the complete cultivation techniques."
Speaking of this, it was really painful for Mr. Qi and everyone in the entire Qi family who had experienced that incident.
Seeing what Mr. Qi said, Chen Feng didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, there was no answer.
Chen Feng had achieved his goal today. When he was about to leave, he was stopped by Mr. Qi.
"Do you think this is an intelligence center? You can come when you want and leave when you want!" Mr. Qi placed the tea cup heavily on the table, and the scattered tea flew all over the table and the floor.
Chen Feng knew that Mr. Qi was dissatisfied with him for not accompanying him anymore, so he just left after asking questions every time.
Turning his feet, Chen Feng walked towards the kitchen: "I'm going to the kitchen to see what delicious food has been cooked today, otherwise why can't I move my feet?"
Hearing what Chen Feng said, Mr. Qi pointed at him and laughed: "You just tried to trick me, an old man, and I fell for it."
When Qi Bin came over, he heard the laughter of an old man and a young man from a distance, and he couldn't help feeling a little envious.
The Qi family has a great business and great rules. These juniors are messing around outside. Isn't that person respectful when meeting Mr. Qi?
Not to mention joking with him, some disciples from the branch did not dare to say anything when they saw Mr. Qi.
They are the only ones with good talents. They are a little bolder after growing up around Mr. Qi, but they are not as good as Dao.
They joked casually, laughed and cursed, just like a grandfather and grandson in an ordinary family.
Taking a deep breath, Qi Bin returned to his expressionless look. Chen Feng could make the old man happy, that was his ability.
At least Qi Bin, who has been with the old man since he was a child, is better than the other direct descendants of the Qi family, isn't he?
"Xiao Bin is here." Mr. Qi was very happy to see Qi Bin. After all, he was his valued grandchild.
"Chen Feng, this is Qi Bin." He introduced with a smile.
Chen Feng nodded and understood what Mr. Qi meant.
Qi Bin smiled, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant. He had naturally heard of Chen Feng's name, but it did not prevent him from thinking about comparison.
Seeing Qi Bin staring at Chen Feng eagerly, Qi Lao glanced at him.
Qi Bin only had to suppress his emotions and sit quietly aside.
Mr. Qi and Chen Feng chatted about daily life, and Qi Bin occasionally added a few words, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
"Sir, it's time to serve dinner." The butler looked at the group of people respectfully.
Qi Bin looked at Chen Feng walking side by side with Mr. Qi, and felt a little jealous. He had always been in that position in the past.