Chapter 146 Eat! (One more)

  There was silence in the hall, and Manager Li had already been so scared that he couldn't speak. Leng Sa smiled and looked at Feng Zhaowu on the opposite side. Lan Jing and Yuan Ying also stared at him silently. Only Feng Zhaowu's heavy breathing could be heard in the hall.

  Leng Sa was in a very good mood, and he lifted the teapot next to him and poured another cup of tea for himself.

  For a while, Feng Zhaowu suddenly sneered: "Cousin, do you think I was scared?"

   Raised eyebrows coldly, "Oh? So you thought I was scaring you."

"Do I believe that you really have the ability to make the Song family break the contract?" Feng Zhaowu said disdainfully, "Du Jun Fu will not intervene in these things, just because of Fu Fengcheng's current appearance, I am afraid that the weight is not enough?" Did a deposed Fu Fengcheng offend Madam Fu and Fu Sishao?

Leng Sa sighed, "How can it be said that it is a breach of contract? My order priority is higher than the Feng family. What's the problem with giving me priority? What's more... The Song family doesn't pay liquidated damages, maybe my cousin will go back now. , I have already received liquidated damages from the Song family."

   "Your factory is going to collapse, what do you need so much steel for?" Feng Zhaowu asked.

   Lengsa smiled and said: "I'm happy, can't I use it to transform it into molten iron to irrigate the ground?"

  Feng Zhaowu stared at Leng Sa, and said coldly, "It seems that you have made up your mind to do it right with your aunt?"

Leng Sa slightly turned his head to look at him, "What are you talking about? When did I do it right with my mother? In business, everyone does business by their own ability. You can never say that you are your mother's nephew, cousin. I have to let you? Then I'm still mother's daughter-in-law, mother must be on my side."

  Feng Zhaowu sneered, "Be less foolish. Would you not know who the industries are?"

   Leng Sa slapped his hands, "If you have the ability, you can ask your mother to ask the warlord to preside over justice." Governor Fu does not care about these petty things, but if someone makes him come to him, it is not necessarily true.

  Of course, Feng Zhaowu would not go to Dujun Fu. Because of the matter of Chief Guard repairing the family before, Dujun Fu sees Feng's family very uncomfortably now. Where can I listen to them?

   "Leng Mingyue, I advise you not to be too proud of being a human being." Feng Zhaowu squinted slightly, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes.

  Lan Jing and Yuan Ying looked at each other, and the look in Feng Zhaowu's eyes became a little uncomfortable.

  A cold and bright smile, "I am in a good mood, why am I upset? I smile triumphantly, I smile triumphantly..."

   "..." The blue veins on Feng Zhaowu's forehead jumped, because he had a bad temper because he was interrupted by Wei Changxiu's leg. How could he bear being provoked by Leng Sa on the spot?

  Can’t help but sneer at the moment, “Cousin’s heart is so big, Fu Fengcheng is already disabled. When do you think he can protect you?”

  Leng Sa slightly squinted, "What did you say?"

Feng Zhaowu smiled, "Isn't it? The generals under the Fu family will never admit that a waste in a wheelchair is their future commander. We all know who the Fu family will be in the future. I advise you to be smart. Some think about it for your future. Otherwise..."

   "Otherwise, what?" Leng Sa asked lightly with her eyes down.

Feng Zhaowu gave a grinning smile, "Sooner or later, Fu Fengcheng's trash will be kicked out of the Fu family, and then...you, the wife of the Fu family, will be nothing. If you are acquainted, I can still ask my aunt at that time. How do you feel about begging with Si Shao?"

  Feng Zhaowu gave Leng Sa a suggestive smile, but his eyes are bound to shine.

  He had heard Fu Yucheng said a long time ago that Fu Fengcheng is really ruined, and it is impossible for Leng Mingyue and Leng Mingyue to be a real husband and wife.

  Fu Fengcheng was really a waste of such a beautiful woman.

  Feng Zhaowu was a little jealous, because Fu Fengcheng was the son of Fu Dujun, even a waste person could marry such a great beauty with a noble background.

  Unfortunately, what's the use?

  Leng Sa stood up and walked towards Feng Zhaowu, "I haven't thought about this problem with my cousin."

  Yuan Ying and Lan Jing looked at each other. Lan Jing neatly picked up the closest plate of dim sum with her hands and feet and pulled Yuan Ying back to a place far away from the table that would not be affected.

   "It's not too late for my cousin to think about it." Feng Zhaowu smiled.

   Lengsa smiled gently, "Really?" She is dressed like a quiet lady walking out of an old mansion, and now the smile is even more gentle and affectionate.

   "Of course, it's a pity for someone like my cousin to follow Fu Fengcheng." Feng Zhaowu's eyes darkened, and his eyes stared at Leng Sa who was walking towards him, even the manager Li next to him was forgotten.

  Leng Sa walked to Feng Zhaowu and stood still, gently raised his hand and stretched it towards him.

  Feng Zhaowu's eyes were suddenly attracted by the white and slender wrist. The beautiful wrist with a shiny jade bracelet was as beautiful as a flawless work of art.

   "Cousin..."

  Leng Sa's lips appeared with a small smile, the next moment she flipped her wrist and grabbed Feng Zhaowu's hair and pressed his entire face into the dish in front of her.

  Feng Zhaowu didn't think that he would encounter such a change, and he immediately struggled and didn't want to be cold. One hand pressed his head, the other hand picked up the flask on the table and poured it over Feng Zhaowu's head.

  Feng Zhaowu roared, struggling with both hands to push Leng Sa away.

  Leng Sa didn't want to get oily stains on the splendid clothes that he had only worn once, and before Feng Zhaowu touched her, he lifted his head and slammed it back on the plate.

  Feng Zhaowu raised his head, his face covered with oil stains. Fortunately, the dishes in Yongzhou are light and not too spicy, otherwise Feng Zhaowu would never have been so good. The wine mixed with oil stains and leftovers dripped down from his head, and across Feng Zhaowu's forehead and eyes, Feng Zhaowu reached out and touched his hands with oil stains.

  "Bitch!" Feng Zhaowu's eyes were bloodshot, and his staring Leng Sa eyes were full of hatred and anger.

  Leng Sa slightly narrowed his eyes, shook the flask in his hand, and smashed it towards Feng Zhaowu.

  Feng Zhaowu hurriedly avoided. The hip flask hit Manager Li's forehead behind him, and Manager Li squatted down with a wailing cry on his forehead.

  Leng Sa's original gentle smile has disappeared, and the beautiful face is full of frost.

   "What are you? You dare to talk nonsense in front of me?" Leng Sa said softly.

   "You..." Feng Zhaowu pointed to Leng Sa, "I won't let you go!"

Leng Sa chuckled, raised his hands and moved for a while, "So you haven't figured out, who is not letting go? Feng... Zhaowu, right? It seems that Wei Changxiu didn't teach you not to provoke you casually. People who can't afford to offend."

   "Or do you think...I dare not do anything to you with my wife?" Leng Sa said leisurely, "Even if Fu Fengcheng is abandoned, even if the Leng family is inferior to the Fu family, but...what is the Feng family?"

"you……"

   Leng Sa’s eyes were cold, "What are you? There are far fewer miscellaneous fish in Lingjiang than people like you, right?"

   "Cold, Ming, Yue!" Feng Zhaowu gritted his teeth and being broken by Wei Changxiu's leg is a pain point that Feng Zhaowu can't mention. He hates people to mention it, just like he hates Wei Changxiu.

   Regardless of whether he was still lame on one leg, Feng Zhaowu raised the cane at hand and slapped Leng Sa on the head.

  Leng Sa didn't care too much, reaching out his hand to catch it easily.

  Not only that, she held the other end of the cane in one hand, turned the cane away from Feng Zhaowu's hand and pressed it directly on his neck.

  Feng Zhaowu just got up from the dish and was pressed back by the stick in an instant.

   "Cousin, do you know what cousin hates most?"

  "……"

"I hate that someone is more arrogant than I am in front of me." Leng Sa smiled to him, "Lan Jing, come and wait for Master Feng to eat. I rarely treat my cousin because he only eats this food and doesn't want to give me face. ?"

  While eating dim sum, Lan Jing said oh, reluctantly put down the dim sum and walked over, Yuan Ying came to help consciously.

  Leng Sa is in a good mood and doesn’t dislike Feng Zhaowu’s alcohol and oil stains in his hair. He grabbed his hair and smiled, “eat obediently, don’t annoy your cousin.”

   After speaking, he bumped his head into the dish on the table, clapped his hands and walked aside.

   "Young Master Feng, I'm sorry." Lan Jing blinked and looked at Feng Zhaowu innocently.

  Feng Zhaowu stared at the two of them vigilantly. Before he could react, Yuan Ying grabbed his collar and lifted him up. One hand was cut backwards, and one arm was pressed against the table, unable to move.

  Lan Jing smiled, picked up a bowl of soup and squeezed Feng Zhaowu’s mouth with one hand, and poured it into it, “Feng Dashao, you swallowed it yourself. If you choked to death by accident, I won’t be responsible.”

  Feng Zhaowu opened his mouth to curse, so he poured a sip of soup into his mouth. He didn't want to be choked to death and could only swallow it all.

  Lan Jing did not pity for the weak, and before he could finish swallowing, the others poured in again.

  Looking at this scene, Manager Li was trembling with fright a long time ago. He stood up and wanted to run outside regardless of the swelling of a bag on his forehead.

"Manager Li, where are you going?" Leng Sa's voice sounded faintly, and Manager Li turned his head stiffly, looking at the woman who was sitting on the side with one hand on her forehead and looking at her with a trembled voice," Shao...Madam, I, I..."

  "Sit down and eat." Leng Sa nodded in the direction of the table with his chin, and said warmly.

  Manager Li swallowed, "This..."

   "I said, eat." Leng Sa said.

   "Yes, yes!" Manager Li immediately turned around and ran back to the table, picked up his chopsticks and bowl, and quickly stuffed things into his mouth.

  Only at this moment, he can no longer taste the delicious dishes of this century-old restaurant.

  Bumpy.

  Just when Feng Zhaowu thought he was going to be choked to death, and Manager Li felt he was going to be choked to death, finally there was a knock on the door.

   "Sister-in-law, are you in there?" Leng Sa raised his eyebrows slightly, it was Fu Anyan?

  "Come in." Leng Sa said leisurely.

  (End of this chapter)