Rebirth: I escort the male god

Feng Rucen seemed not to notice. "I don't know him, but Ji Bai told me before that the head of the Tan family had contacted him and Ji Zhong. At first, he suspected that there was something strange about the Tan family's sudden return to the country, but he never found out the reason behind it. Now it seems that the Tan family should be planning something with the Qin family, and Xiao Qi happened to block their way for some reason."

"How is that possible? Xiaoqi has been growing up under our noses. We know exactly where he has been and what bad things he has done. You don't even believe what I'm saying." Bu Tianlang retorted.

Indeed, although Feng Rucen guessed so, he was unwilling to believe it. After all, he had been involved in his Xiaoqi's life from childhood to adulthood, and he knew every move of his child. How could he hinder others?

But apart from this reason, he really couldn't think of any other possibilities.

"The Tan family you just mentioned, is it the direct descendant of the Ji family?" Bu Tianlang suddenly asked.

"Well, Ji Bai said before that Patriarch Tan came to him because his son married into the Qin family and lost his qualification as heir. It will be difficult to separate the Qin family from this matter."

"Indeed, you should keep an eye on Xiao Qi during this period and try not to let him act alone. As for GW, let Ai Yu come over and take charge."

They always have to be careful with unknown enemies. "I will ask Wen Ao to find out their details as soon as possible. Also, try to follow Feng Ding as much as possible. I think he will find out something."

"Okay," Feng Rucen responded, "Let Ai Yu go to Huo's and take charge. The competition is about to start, and Xiao Qi is a little worried. He wants to stay with him for a while, and then he will come to GW."

Bu Tianlang: "Okay, you guys communicate among yourselves, but why is the game starting so soon? Isn't it just the offseason?"

"There are three or four games that are in the off-season, but the games of Immortals, Demons and Personality are very popular, so they are held during major holidays. After all, it's a holiday, so we have time to follow the offline games."

After hearing Feng Rucen's explanation, Bu Tianlang suddenly realized, "Indeed, there are people and money. You should always keep an eye on Xiaoqi. I will also arrange for someone to secretly protect him recently. It is always better to be safe than sorry."

"Okay, thank you, aunt."

If he were alone, he might not know who was doing bad things behind his back until he died. Fortunately, he has such a good family...

Bu Tianlang waved his hand nonchalantly, "Hey, you're just too polite. Let's have dinner together tonight. Ayu always complains that you guys are too busy. It's been a while since we had dinner together."

"Okay, how about I book the restaurant?" Feng Rucen asked as he took out his cell phone.

"No need, I've already booked it. I'll send the address to your phone. Just be there at seven o'clock."

"OK."

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"Fu Yilan should have betrayed you, the boss. Do you need me to get rid of him?"

In Feng Ding's office, Feng Liu stood in front of him and spoke respectfully, but a flash of viciousness across his face was just caught by Feng Ding.

"No need. The more times like this, the more you should not be anxious. It's easy for people to catch you. Remember to clean up everything you have done recently." Feng Ding glanced at him and said.

"Boss, don't worry. I always do things cleanly. Is there anything we need to do next?"

Feng Ding slowly blew out the smoke ring from his mouth, and the smoke immediately spread out, blurring his vision. "Stop the action for now, stay abroad for a month or so, and I'll tell you when it's time to come back."

The situation is very tense now, and although Feng Liu said that he did things perfectly, he still has to be careful and go abroad to avoid the limelight, and come back when the time comes.

"Okay, boss. I'll go down first then."

“Well, then go outside and ask the secretary to call the coach of the personality department up for me.

"Good boss."

After a while, the coach of the personality department followed the secretary into the office. He felt a little nervous, not knowing why the boss wanted him to do something. His mind was frantically searching for what had happened recently. He shouldn't have done anything stupid.

Hearing the footsteps, Feng Ding turned around his boss chair and faced them. "How are the two civilian players we signed earlier doing recently? Why is there a blank in the data section?"

When the coach heard Feng Ding ask this, he broke out in a cold sweat and hesitated, not knowing whether to tell him the situation. After all, those two ancestors were brought back by Mr. Feng himself.

"Why? A mute?"

At this time, the secretary standing beside him also touched his hand and reminded him in a low voice, "Boss Feng is asking you a question."

"Um... Mr. Feng..." the coach spoke hesitantly.

"So you're not mute. Then why didn't you answer when I asked you just now? Huh?" Feng Ding's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were sharp as he looked at the coach.

The coach was a little scared, but thinking that he was going to die anyway, he just told the truth, "Boss Feng, it's like this, it's not that I have to submit blank data, but those two... gentlemen... are unwilling to participate in training, and they don't participate in the usual team training games. I can't make up data out of thin air..."

The coach's voice became softer as he spoke further, and his head seemed to be glued to his chest.

Feng Ding's face turned pale. "What about the business side? Did they participate?"

"No...no...They said we're not actors...it's impossible for us to do that...that..."

"Keep talking!"

"It's impossible to do such feminine actions and put on such feminine makeup, like a shemale..."

Feng Ding was very angry, and he said why there were so many business recently, but the money was not right, and the source of the emotion was here, "Okay, very good!"

"Call them up here, I want to take care of it myself!" Feng Ding said to the secretary.

"Yes, Mr. Feng."

The secretary turned and left the office to call someone up. Inside the office, the coach felt the low pressure in the room and didn't dare to breathe.

Feng Ding looked at the coach who was shaking weakly, and he felt even more upset. "Get lost too. I'll settle the score with you later. You're a coach, but you can't even manage the players' training. I don't know why I paid you to come here."

The coach also felt very aggrieved. Although he had the title of coach, no one in the club listened to him. The players were either popular players whom he dared not offend, or some people with connections, whom he could not afford to offend. In this difficult environment, what could he do?

However, facing the furious boss, he did not have the courage to fight back, and could only nod timidly, "Yes, Mr. Feng."

"Waste! Good-for-nothing! None of them are useful!" Feng Ding casually threw the ashtray on the bamboo col away. The ceramic hit the floor and shattered. "Damn it! Why is it that even if Huo Qiyan is a hands-off boss, his GW is so good, but his family only produces rubbish? Damn it!"

"Mr. Feng...the people have arrived..."

Feng Ding sat back in his boss chair and said, "Come in!"