"If I say it's interesting, can you let me do it every day?"

The long arm of the saint stretched out to the small round table on the side, and after taking a pair of sunglasses and putting them on, he opened his eyes and looked at Feng Yi.

"No, you can't! Both companies are thrown at me, do you want to exhaust me? ”

Feng Sheng **** wore no top, Feng Yi looked at the tanned skin that was more bronzed than before.

He 'snapped' and reached out and slapped his hand on the hard pectoral muscles of the canon.

"Those who can work harder, this is an opportunity for you to exercise."

Feng Sheng looked at Feng Yi in a straight suit and dressed as an elite.

Compared with going to work every day, he still feels more comfortable in the sun.

"Exercise yourself."

Feng Yi's upper body leaned slightly, and he pulled away the sunglasses on Feng Sheng's face with precise gestures.

It was enough for him to fly around the imperial capital and the British Isles.

I thought that after three or four days off, my eldest brother would consciously go back to work.

As a result, five days have passed, and he still does not return to this island, so he has to force him to come and invite him personally.

"You went back to the imperial capital first and then came here?"

The sunglasses were taken away, the scorching sun was too dazzling, and the canon, who couldn't lie down with his eyes open, finally sat up.

"How do you know? Grandpa called you? ”

Feng Yi's warm and jade-like eyebrows were slightly raised, slightly surprised.

He came out of the Feng family's old mansion and flew over directly, and he didn't contact his eldest brother during the period.

"It's not." Feng Sheng shook his head slightly, "Grandma hit me." ”

At the beginning, he insisted on not returning to the Feng family to be the president, but the old man was still angry, how could he take the initiative to call him.

"Grandpa intends to let you return to the Feng clan."

After a few minutes of exposure to the sun, Feng Yi couldn't bear it and began to take off his suit.

“……”

Feng Sheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he was only wearing big pants all over his body, looking at Feng Yi and not replying.

"You know, I don't really want to be in China, so if you're willing to go back to Feng, I think it's a very good decision."

Feng Yi took off his blazer and went on the recliner anyway.

There are too many rules for doing things in China, and he always feels that he is more happy to work in the British Isles.

“……”