"It has to be you, an old fox." Someone laughed: "But how do you get him to agree? How can anyone who can come in here be an ordinary person?"
"No matter what, I'm attracted to this old man."
"It's no use even looking at him. This guy's strength is not simple."
"I have my own way."
...
The heavy door blocked out all the sounds inside. Chen Feng didn't know that he was being discussed by several people.
He followed Xu Wei and walked quietly, and the two exchanged words from time to time. Most of the time, Xu Wei asked and Chen Feng answered.
"You really want to leave?"
"real."
Even though it was an answer he had heard countless times, Xu Wei was still a little unwilling.
But so what if you are unwilling?
How could he keep Chen Feng?
"In that case, I won't say any more." Xu Wei stopped persuading him. He knew that no matter how much he said, it would be useless.
"When you arrive in Xuanjie, be careful. If you really can't find it..." Xu Wei glanced at Chen Feng beside him and sighed: "Then forget it, come back early, don't lose yours."
life."
"I will find her." Chen Feng's eyes were full of confidence. Even if Li Jiajia died and the world ended, he would still find her.
Seeing what Chen Feng said, Xu Wei felt faintly worried about the game.
He was afraid, what would he do if Chen Feng really couldn't find Li Jiajia?
If this is really the case, Chen Feng may go crazy. No one knows what kind of things he will do by then.
Now Xu Wei can only pray that Li Jiajia will be fine and Chen Feng will be fine.
After the two of them left, Xu Wei left. There were still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with at the base.
As for Chen Feng, he returned to Jiangcheng and visited the company and Jishi Hall.
When he was about to leave Jishi Hall, he happened to meet Han Hao, who was panting, and Lu rushed in without looking.
"Han Hao."
Chen Feng shouted, but Han Hao seemed not to hear him and continued running forward without looking back.
Chen Feng thought to himself that something must have happened, and quickly followed him.
Han Hao rushed into Mr. Qin's office and rummaged for something on the desk beside him.
"How come it's not there? Where is it? I clearly remember putting it here? What about the things? Where are they?" Han Hao muttered, and the whole study was a mess, but he couldn't find what he wanted.
something.
"Han Hao." When Chen Feng came in, he saw Han Hao kicking the table aside fiercely.
This kick made Chen Feng feel that something was wrong.
Chen Feng still knew how much Han Hao weighed.
This table weighs two to three hundred pounds. How strong is Han Hao to kick it over?
"You're not Han Hao, who are you!" Chen Feng stepped forward and put a hand on Han Hao's shoulder.
Sensing the strength on his shoulders, Han Hao turned his head and looked over. When he saw it was Chen Feng, he scolded him coldly: "Who are you? Mind your own business, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
As he said that, he grabbed Chen Feng's arm and wanted to throw Chen Feng out.
But after he tried several times, Chen Feng still stood motionless.
"What's going on?" He was a little surprised. He tried his best to suck the milk, but it had no effect at all.