Chapter 1218: Chapter 1217: Yun Sang Had an Epiphany?
Xiu Hualei gritted his molars hard, took a deep breath, and asked Xiu Qian.
"What else are you hiding from me? Just say it all!"
How much more blows are there?
He couldn’t believe this. How could all of Sufeng Company be the achievements of Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian?
Xiu Qian hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and spilled everything.
"My aunt Lu Mian is now responsible for game testing at the company. Most of the bugs after the game is developed are fixed by my aunt..."
Xiu Hualei: "..."
Is there really something?!
This visit to the Xiao Family made him feel more like it was a farce.
He thought he was in control, but he didn’t expect to be nothing more than a clown in this farce...
Xiao Jianli didn’t want to deal with them anymore. Seeing that Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian didn’t have much reaction, he made the decision directly.
"Hurry up and leave! Don’t bring up such matters again, and don’t come to the Xiao family to make trouble!"
Xiu Hualei’s body wavered.
Xiu Qian immediately dragged him out of the living room, apologizing continuously as they walked.
It wasn’t until they reached the gate of the Xiao family’s mansion that Xiu Qian finally sighed in relief as if narrowly escaping a calamity.
Those two big shots didn’t say anything, so they probably wouldn’t take any further action.
"Grandpa, don’t mention returning to the Xiao family again! I’m begging you!"
The cold autumn wind blew in, making Xiu Hualei shiver all over, and he sobered up a bit.
He clenched his fist, a flash of gloom and hostility in his eyes.
The higher you stand, the harder you fall.
Could the President possibly turn a blind eye to Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian’s arrogance and domineering behavior?
The Xiao Family will have its day of misfortune sooner or later.
When the time comes, he will contribute his own strength...
——
At this moment.
Inside a restaurant in Jinjing.
This is a place where people like Feng Ting often come, with very high security and privacy.
The waiter respectfully poured tea, then quietly withdrew from the private room.
Yun Sang held the teacup with two fingers, took a slow sip, and spoke with her eyes lowered.
"You didn’t ask me out today just for a meal, did you?"
"Oh?"
Feng Ting placed his hands on the table, seemingly smiling slightly, and asked, "Did you figure it out?"
Could it be that those few words from Xiao Qimo had an effect?
"I’m not an idiot." Yun Sang raised an eyebrow, casually twirling the teacup with her fingers and said indifferently, "Go ahead, what’s your purpose? Do you want me to persuade Mianmian to do something?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Ting furrowed his brow slightly.
Honestly, this was not the answer he wanted to hear.
It really wasn’t.
He thought Yun Sang had really noticed something, but...
He quickly concealed what seemed like faint disappointment and dejection.
Still exuding the calm and composed aura of a president, he asked methodically, "Is that what you think?"
"The RE Factor and the LA Special Efficacy Drug in Mianmian’s hands are highly coveted hot commodities in the medical world, with so many people both domestically and internationally eyeing them. You came to me today, it should be about the LA Special Efficacy Drug."
To say Yun Sang is foolish, he’s not; he can easily guess the intentions and plans of the Presidential Residence.
To say Yun Sang is not foolish, however...
Feng Ting seemed to shake his head, not saying anything.
"So what do you think?"
"The RE Factor and the LA Special Efficacy Drug in Mianmian’s hands are highly coveted hot commodities in the medical world, with so many people both domestically and internationally eyeing them. You came to me today, it should be about the LA Special Efficacy Drug."
To say Yun Sang is foolish, he’s not; he can easily guess the intentions and plans of the Presidential Residence.
To say Yun Sang is not foolish, however...
Feng Ting seemed to shake his head, not saying anything.
"So what do you think?"