The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Hearing Fan Shaodong's words, Feng Mo nodded with a smile.

"Yes, this is my person, her name is Xue'er!"

Fan Shaodong directly said to Feng Mo in a commanding tone,

"Let her come to my box and serve!"

Feng Mo's face changed and he struggled.

"It's her blessing that Master Fan likes her, but... she just came to the Dynasty today and doesn't understand many of the rules."

"How about... Master Fan, wait a few more days until I have trained her well and then send her to you."

Fan Shaodong's face darkened and his tone was very impatient.

"Don't make me say it a second time!"

A hint of bitterness flashed across Feng Mo's face, but he could only nod in agreement.

"Good! Good! I'll give her some instructions so she doesn't offend you, and I'll send someone over to serve her in a moment."

After hearing this, Fan Shaodong nodded with satisfaction. Before leaving, he looked at Xia Meng again and then led his people away arrogantly.

After Fan Shaodong left, Feng Mo looked at Xia Meng with an expression of reluctance.

"Xue'er, this is Young Master Fan. His father, Fan Wei, is a well-known figure in our Tangzhou."

Fan Shaodong is the son of Fan Wei.

This world is really small.

Xia Meng pretended to be surprised, but when she thought about looking down at Fan Shaodong, she showed a little uneasiness on her face.

"Brother Feng, then...is this Young Master Fan an easy person to get along with?"

Feng Mo was silent for a moment, and sighed inwardly, "Silly girl, from the way he behaved just now, you should have known that Fan Shaodong is not a good guy!"

How could such an arrogant dandy be someone who is easy to get along with?

It's because they're difficult to get along with that Feng Mo has to worry!

Feng Mo treated Xia Meng as a cash cow that he had just brought in, but this cash cow hadn't grown up yet and hadn't made him any money yet, and there was a possibility that it would be cut off. Feng Mo was so upset! He was angry and helpless, and he wanted to twist Fan Shaodong's head off, but he didn't dare.

"Well," Feng Mo organized his words and then said carefully.

"Mr. Fan has a rather prominent personality. You know he is from a wealthy family. He has always been spoiled and pampered. He has never been wronged. He likes girls to go along with him."

"As for you, when you go in later, no matter what he says, you'd better do it and don't disobey him."

"But?" Xia Meng pretended to be embarrassed, "What if he asks me to do... something I don't want to do?"

Feng Mo looked at Xia Meng deeply, and then said word by word,

"Listen to him."

Xia Meng frowned, "But...?"

Feng Mo interrupted Xia Meng directly, "No buts! Believe me..." Feng Mo grabbed Xia Meng's arm and spoke in a serious tone.

"If you don't want to die, listen to me."

A frightened expression appeared on Xia Meng's face, as if she was frightened by what Feng Mo said, and her body was shaking.

Feng Mo closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then tried to speak to Xia Meng in a gentle tone,

"Xue'er, didn't I tell you to trust me? Brother Feng won't harm you. Young Master Fan...is really not someone you can offend."

"If you want to get out of the box safely, you'd better listen to me. Don't refute him, don't do anything to make him unhappy, try your best to coax him, give in to him, and don't... offend him. You really... can't afford to offend him!"

Xia Meng bit her lip, "...Brother Feng, I...am a little scared."

"Don't be afraid," Feng Mo patted Xia Meng's shoulder, "Brother Feng is outside and will wait for you... to come out."