Under One Person: I'm just a pawnshop owner

While Yang Fang was talking to Feng Zhenghao, Feng Shayan downstairs happened to meet her younger brother and the three cadres currently staying at Tianxia Group.

Feng Xingtong saw Feng Shayan hurried over to say hello.

His appearance always disarms people.

No one would like a rich kid with a bright smile and a gentle temperament

"What are you doing here? Feng

Shayan asked with her arms folded.

The plumpness of her chest was bulging, which was quite eye-catching.

Feng Xingtong scratched his head and said with a smile:

"Master Jia from the west is here for the first time. I am having a meal with the cadres."

When Feng Shayan heard this, she looked behind Feng Xingtong.

Over there, a young man with red hair was walking towards this side slightly drunk. The clothes on the other person looked a bit different compared to Feng Shayan and others. Simple and simple.

There is a white sweatshirt inside, a black single coat outside, a pair of black coarse cloth trousers and a pair of cloth shoes.

This dress is reminiscent of the people's dress in the northwest decades ago.

That person's On his face was a look of arrogance that was even more arrogant because of his drunkenness.

A pair of slender eyes looked around, and when they saw the sexy Feng Shayan, their eyes suddenly lit up.

He walked slightly unsteadily Arriving in front of Feng Shayan, she raised her head slightly and said:

"Is this the eldest lady of the Feng family? I have heard about it for a long time, but today I saw it for the first time. It is so beautiful that it is so beautiful and pleasing to the eye!"

Jia Zhengyu's mouth was filled with the smell of wine as soon as he opened his mouth.

Feng Shayan really didn't want to talk to this person. If it weren't for the fact that the other person was a talent invited by her father from the northwest, Feng Shayan would have been a hundred steps away from him with this attitude. Punch the opponent in the face

"Hello Mr. Jia, it seems that Mr. Jia drank a lot tonight, please go to bed early."

Feng Shayan left these words and walked away with long legs. Seeing this,

Feng Xingtong hurriedly followed. He still had something in his heart that he wanted to ask.

"Hey, sister, did you go pick up that Yang Fang today? Is everything going well?"

Feng Xingtong approached Feng Shayan and asked.

Feng Shayan thought about tonight's events in her mind, but the last scene was of Yang Fang upstairs smiling and rejecting her offer of tea. She took a sip. He said calmly:

"Pretty smooth"

"Is that person really that powerful? Was it really he who shot the real monk to death?"

Feng Xingtong asked again.

"Since Dad has investigated everything, I believe that Dad is the one, so why ask more questions?"

"Hehe, isn't this just out of curiosity?~"

"The other party is talking to his father about joining the Tianxiahui. If you are curious, go downstairs and wait. When Yang Fang leaves, take a good look."

"Is this too rude?"

The two siblings were chatting happily, but Jia Zhengyu was unhappy when they knocked him down almost at the same time.

He was always an arrogant person, and now that he had drunk too much, he wanted everyone to focus on him. But now, none of the Feng family siblings looked at him.

This made Jia Zhengyu feel angry.

He immediately said loudly on the spot:

"What Yang Fang? Is he as good as me?!"

Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong looked at Jia Zhengyu together, and then saw Jia Zhengyu staggering a few steps forward and said:

"I have heard all your conversations, but I don’t understand. Your father spent a lot of money to invite me here from Jiajia Village, so why are you trying to win over others? Feng

Xingtong stepped forward and responded with a smile:

"Mr. Jia, don’t be angry. It’s not that we don’t pay enough attention to you. It’s just that my father is too eager for talents. Please be more understanding and considerate."

"Humph, who is that Yang Fang? I want to see how he compares to me!"

"From what you said, you are certainly a talent among talents......."

"If you want to know who the other person is, why don't you go over and try it yourself and you'll know?"

Just when Feng Xingtong was trying to smooth things over, Feng Shayan suddenly said this with a smile.

This made Feng Xingtong look at his sister in surprise.

But before he could ask, Jia Zhengyu said:

"good! I'll try that guy later! See how much he can do!"

Feng Xingtong was anxious when he heard this.

One Jia Zhengyu and one Yang Fang, these are the talents his father needs.

There can be no internal fighting!

But at this time, Feng Shayan's words added another fire to the scene.

"Master Jia, there are rumors outside today that Yang Fang shot the real monk to death. Don’t you know the real monk’s name? I'm worried that there will be an accident between you and Yang Fang....."

This woman's face showed just the right amount of worry, but the corners of her eyes and mouth were filled with amusement.

How could Jia Zhengyu, who drank too much, have so many delicate thoughts.

He heard from Feng Shayan that the other party thought he was not good enough.

As a man who doesn’t have enough brains, this kind of talk is the easiest thing to do.

"snort! It's just a rumor. I will meet this guy later and let you have a good look at the power of our Jiajia Village!"

Jia Zhengyu said loudly, patting her chest.

Feng Shayan narrowed her eyes slightly and raised the corners of her mouth.

"Then I'll look forward to Master Jia's action later."

At this moment, the eldest lady of the Feng family looks like a poisonous white rose.

Beautiful, but easily fatal................

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