Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

"Why?" Asked Manning, not knowing why.

"Because there are snipers arranged by them outside our French windows!" Old mantelyn replied in a deep voice.

"What, it's impossible..." Manning was shocked. He couldn't believe his eyes and looked out of the window.

"There is no other building opposite this hot spring hotel, so I agreed to negotiate with Feng Xun here!"

Hearing what his son said, old mantelling shook his head and sighed. He stood up slowly on crutches and went to the French window. He pointed to the direction of the canyon not far from the window with crutches and frowned and asked, "what do you think that is?"

"Isn't that the Grand Canyon of Colorado?" Speaking of this, Manning understood what he had learned and asked suspiciously, "Dad, what do you mean is that Feng Xun had made all these preparations before he entered the hotel to negotiate with us, and arranged his hands to hide in the Grand Canyon, and the muzzle of his gun was right in the direction of our conference hall?"

"Otherwise, why do you think he has such confidence, and is not afraid that we should do it?" Old manterin snorted coldly and said in a quiet voice: "such a distance, ordinary sniper is not enough. If I guess correctly, the people he arranged may also bring sniper guns and rocket launchers, which are powerful weapons!"

"I think Feng Xun is crazy!" Manning shivered, and a look of horror rose on his face: "if his people really shoot this way, not only we can't live, but also he can't live!"

"Do you think that if he is not crazy, young, can accept such a big arms group from his father, and can surpass us in a short time, he will crush us now?"

Looking at his son's stunned appearance, he shook his head, sighed and said in a low voice: "don't say your son can't match him, even you are far behind..."

While sighing and leaning on crutches to leave the conference room, old mantelling quickly stepped forward to help him and said in a low voice, "Dad, we can only say that we are not as crazy as he is! He's so crazy. I think he probably inherited his father's madman gene! "

"What's the use of saying that now?" Old Manning glared at his son and said coldly, "he has only given us two days to think about it now. Go and tell your daughter-in-law that she will honestly hand over the seventh day of the summer to me and say that all this is for the sake of manstar and the manning family!"

"Dad, I understand, but you know her temper..." Manning still looked at his father with some embarrassment. He didn't know how to persuade his wife to hand in the seventh day of summer!

"Now that Nord's life is safe, it's not easy to rob him of the seventh day of the summer. Is it a decoration for Nord?"

"She's worth a lot more now than she's worth to Nord," he said with a frown

"But..." mantelyn wanted to say something more. He was hit on the head by his father.

"Nothing, but!" Old mantelling gave him a warning look and said in a deep voice: "I don't care what you do, persuasion or deception. If you can't do it, you must use brute force to get the seventh day of the summer! Now the future of the whole mantenin family, and whether manstar can turn over, depends on this negotiation, do you understand? "

Manning could only nod his head honestly, but his face could not hide his anxiety.