Spy War 1929

Chapter 62 Looking to the Future
Coming out of the meeting room, Wei Zhengyun took Chen Ledao to the renovated office.

Chen Ledao's office is at the end of the corridor, it is the largest room on the third floor.After bringing Chen Ledao here, Wei Zhengyun opened the door and stopped.

Chen Ledao stepped into the door, the floor was covered with a soft carpet, walking on it was like stepping on clouds, it felt unreal.Chen Ledao looked down, feeling very strange.

This office is not comparable to the office in the patrol room.

Looking up quickly, Chen Ledao looked left and right. The western interior style is currently the most popular.

Looking west, the foreign style can make people superior.

Chen Ledao's first impression here is that it is not cheap.

Even though he was already used to being the boss, this kind of calm and introverted room that revealed luxury still made him a little uncomfortable.

This is an inevitable process for people to step into an unfamiliar environment from a familiar environment.

Try to keep a calm look on your face, and your voice is still flat: "I don't like too much luxury, I will keep it simple in the future."

Chen Ledao was facing Wei Zhengyun sideways.

Hearing what the boss said, Wei Zhengyun nodded in agreement, expressing his understanding.But looking at the slightly upward curve of the boss's mouth, Wei Zhengyun felt in his heart that he might have to step up his efforts in the future.

"Luxury but not clichéd. The boss is a man of culture, so he needs to have some cultural atmosphere, and at the same time, he must be in line with the boss's restrained and steady personality."

Wei Zhengyun reminded himself in his heart, and couldn't help touching the small notebook in his pocket.

"Go and do your own thing, I'll take a look here."

Chen Ledao waved to Wei Zhengyun to signal him to leave.

Wei Zhengyun withdrew, and put the door on Chen Ledao very sensiblely.

In such a huge office, only Chen Ledao was left alone.

He looked left and right, looked down at the carpet, and stepped on it several times in a row.

Some even want to sit down and feel the softness.

The villa he lives in is luxurious, but it is only reflected in the eyes of blind people. It is beautiful, but not so practical.

After lightly stepping on the ground a few more times, the warmth and softness of the carpet was transmitted to the feet through the cold and hard soles. It was very comfortable, a feeling I had never experienced before.

Walking to a wall, there were several paintings hanging on the wall. Chen Ledao did not understand the art of painting, but he could feel that these paintings were better than those in the conference room.

The beauty of artistic conception can be appreciated even if you don't know how to paint.

Look at the bookshelf on the other side. There are many books on it, some of which are rare to have been read by the predecessor.

He took out a book and opened it to read. The cover of the book is very delicate, and the paper inside is also very good.It's brand new and still smells like ink.

I don't know if Wei Zhengyun made this for him to see, or for decoration.

If it is decoration, then it is not perfect.

He looked at every part of the study, touched it, and finally walked to the desk.

The dark red desk has a wide tabletop, and there are decorations, pen holders, desk lamps, telephones and other things on it.Chen Ledao didn't have much research on wood, he only knew that it should be mahogany.

The nostrils moved, and there was no special smell that is usually found in wooden furniture.

A few steps forward, behind the desk is a soft leather-wrapped seat.

Taking off his hat and coat, Chen Ledao sat down on the chair.

Sitting firmly on the chair, a comfortable feeling arises spontaneously.

A realization suddenly popped up in his mind that this is the real capital for him to gain a foothold in Shanghai Bund.

Only here is what he really has the final say on.

Leaning back, crossing his hands, looking at the empty and quiet office, Chen Ledao felt that his mentality seemed to have changed a bit.

Feng Chengcheng dressed up carefully in the room, changed clothes one after another, and finally chose a suit that he was satisfied with.

Looking at the beautiful self in the mirror, he couldn't help but smile slightly, and somewhat expected what kind of expression Chen Ledao would see himself in a while.

I imagined it in my head, and my lips couldn't help but pursed into a beautiful arc.

Picking up the small bag on the bed, Feng Chengcheng walked down the stairs with cheerful little steps.

When he walked to the gate, the guy who was acting as the doorman saw his young lady's well-dressed appearance, and his energy was instantly refreshed, and his attention was instantly concentrated.

With the young lady's appearance, she must be going out. Both the master and Uncle Xiang have explained that the young lady cannot be allowed to go out these days.

The somewhat loose bodies of the two guys straightened instantly, and their eyes communicated silently:

"You can't let Miss get a handle and use it to threaten us to let her out!"

"Laifu, go and drive, I'm going out."

Laifu was the name of one of them. Hearing Feng Chengcheng's words, a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Miss, the master has explained that you can't go out these few days."

Laifu couldn't figure it out, why the lady asked him to drive every time he went out, why couldn't he be called Awei!
Going out with this capricious young lady might not be beneficial, but often faced difficulties. If possible, Lai Fu would rather stand here and watch the gate.

The smile on Feng Chengcheng's face froze after hearing this, here it is again, here it is again!
The smile disappears, the little face stretches, and the willow eyebrows stand upright:

"Why doesn't my dad let me go out?"

"Miss, I don't know. You have to ask Master or Uncle Xiang. They won't allow it. We dare not let you out."

Lai Fu had a troubled expression on his face, begging in his voice, and only hoped that Miss would not embarrass them.

Awei's head was like a chicken pecking at rice, and he nodded vigorously. If the lady went out, both he and Laifu would have to eat and walk around.

Knowing that what Chang Wei said to Laifu was nothing, Feng Chengcheng didn't bother the two of them, twisted his waist, carried his bag, and "treaded" towards the back garden.

Old Man Feng and Uncle Xiang were sitting in the gazebo talking, and Uncle Xiang was making tea for him.

Seeing Feng Chengcheng carrying a bag, well dressed, and walking towards him angrily, Feng Jingyao couldn't help but look away.

This little ancestor is looking for trouble again!

"Dad, why didn't you let me go out again." The crisp voice was mixed with complaints and anger, like an oriole that had been robbed of its bugs.

"Cheng Cheng is here, come, sit down, you haven't had Uncle Xiang's tea for a long time, try it today." Feng Jingyao tried to change the subject.

"Dad~!"

She is not a little girl anymore, how can she be so easily fooled.

"Sit down first, and talk slowly if you have anything to say."

With his arms unable to bend his thighs, Feng Chengcheng sat down angrily and reluctantly, staring at his father.

This is the first time, she is always not allowed to go out, and today she must ask for an irrefutable reason.

"Didn't I do this for your safety! Chen Ledao wrote that someone might kidnap you to threaten me. I suggest you stay at home these days.

The matter has not been investigated clearly yet, what if you run out and encounter danger. "

Feng Jingyao persuaded earnestly, he knew very well what kind of temperament his little ancestor had.

"Le Dao suggested that I should not go out in the near future?"

Feng Chengcheng's voice softened, and he looked at his father suspiciously, his anger gradually disappearing.

"That's right, he is the one who sent the news. I'm investigating whether it's true." Feng Jingyao looked sincere.

It turns out that he cares about me so much!

Feng Chengcheng held his small bag and half sat on the stool, thinking of beautiful things.

The tense little face is like a small spring flower, which blooms gorgeously when the spring breeze blows.

"All right, I'll stay at home with you these few days."

Feng Chengcheng's attitude changed so quickly that even the face-changing actors couldn't catch up.

Stay with me at home? ? ?

Are you really at home with me? ? ?
Feng Jingyao froze in place, not knowing what to say.

He has prepared so many speeches, and this is the end?

"Not going out?"

Feng Jingyao asked tentatively.

"Don't go out, didn't you say it's dangerous."

Is that what I said dangerous?
Why weren't you as obedient when I told you that there was danger before!

Feng Jingyao's mouth moved, and he couldn't speak bitterly. He picked up the tea cup and poured it in one gulp, regardless of whether the tea inside was hot or not.

He clenched his teeth tightly, as if he had a worm in his mouth, and the tea swirled vigorously in his mouth, not daring to swallow it down.

Seeing the embarrassment of the old man, Uncle Xiang shifted his eyes to the teapot familiarly, without looking too much.

Feng Chengcheng walked away cheerfully, and no longer raised the matter of the door.

The trouble was gone, but Feng Jingyao was not as happy as he imagined.

Looking at Feng Chengcheng's back, Feng Jingyao shook his head, the little padded jacket was not considerate anymore.

Finding that Chen Ledao held such a high place in his daughter's heart, Feng Jingyao felt that Fang Yanyun had done the right thing.

If he did something to Chen Ledao, I'm afraid that this little padded jacket would catch fire.

Who else knows Feng Chengcheng's temperament better than him.

When you are obedient, the sensible one will make you feel bad, and when you really make trouble, it will also make you feel bad.

Thinking about it, Feng Jingyao suddenly laughed again.

Uncle Xiang watched in a daze, what's the matter?Burnt?
"What is the master happy about?"

"Thinking about Fang Yanyun and Chen Ledao, Fang Yanyun's woman is not that simple, maybe she will be a big trouble for Chen Ledao in the future."

Feng Jingyao smiled gloatingly, because Feng Chengcheng, as long as Chen Ledao didn't do something earth-shattering, Feng Jingyao didn't plan to do anything to Chen Ledao.

From the current point of view, although that kid is a bit outrageous, his ability is not bad.

Feng Jingyao is also a man, he knows the common problems of men.

A man is lustful and a hero, not to mention lustful, he doesn't care even if he has three wives or four concubines.

With him here, he doesn't worry that his daughter will suffer when she is with Chen Ledao.

This is also the reason why he did not pursue Fang Yanyun's case.

Feng Jingyao can't be said to be magnanimous, but when it comes to matters related to his daughter, he doesn't think much about many things.

"But like this. If Miss and Chen Ledao are together in the future, will it be?"

Uncle Xiang wanted to ask whether Feng Chengcheng would suffer in the future.

"Hey, Cheng Cheng is my daughter, can my daughter be inferior to others!"

Feng Jingyao flicked his sleeves and shook his head quickly, denying Chen Ledao's worries.

He was especially confident in Feng Chengcheng.

Fang Yanyun's mentality and appearance are top-notch among women, but Cheng Cheng is no worse than her!

What's more, in terms of status, the two are very different, and Fang Yanyun will never be able to compare with her daughter in this regard.

"Don't look at Cheng Cheng as a little girl in front of us, but I believe that when he gets married in the future, he will definitely be a good wife."

Feng Jingyao felt relieved when he thought of the embarrassing appearance of that boy sandwiched between two women in the future.

Brat, there are some things you can't grasp! !
(End of this chapter)