coobybook Chapter 382 A good show
Chapter 382 A good show
"Feng Jiuqing——"
"Hey——" Bai Yueguang patted Fengshan, "Ashan, don't be angry. The children are still young, so it's inevitable that they say something unpleasant. As adults, we should not bother with them, okay?"
Bai Yueguang looked at Feng Jiuqing with a smile, so gentle that Feng Jiuqing got goose bumps.
"Jiuqing, don't blame your father. He was just impatient. It wasn't his intention. Auntie has asked the kitchen to prepare dinner. Let's have dinner together."
"No need..." Feng Jiuqing said with a sneer on his face, "I'm afraid I won't be able to eat and will vomit out the leftover food."
"How can you talk to your mother like that!" Fengshan shouted angrily.
"Ah Shan!"
With a glance from Bai Yueguang, Fengshan's anger disappeared. Then Bai Yueguang chuckled and said, "It's getting late now. Shanju is a two-hour drive from Fengyuan. What if you get hungry?"
"Auntie asked someone to cook all the dishes you like. Eat some, otherwise your dad will be sad."
Even more disgusting, what's going on? Feng Jiuqing frowned slightly. Feng Shan would feel sorry for him. This was even funnier than any hell-level joke he had ever heard.
"Just tell me what's the matter. If it's nothing, we've met, and I should go back." I was going to vomit if I didn't go back.
"You kid~" Bai Yueguang smiled, "It's okay, can't the father and son have a meal together?"
"I'm afraid of indigestion," Feng Jiuqing glanced at a few people indifferently and said, "Goodbye!" No more!
Seeing that Feng Jiuqing was really going to leave, Bai Yueguang quickly signaled Fengshan, who coughed and said, "You have already entered Dingfeng headquarters. Your brother is a sophomore this year. You can arrange for him to intern as a deputy general manager at the headquarters."
Vice President internship? Haha, Fengshan really dared to ask this question. As the heir of Dingfeng, he is just a special assistant now. The old madman didn't dare to let him parachute in and become the vice president of Dingfeng. Fengshan asked him to arrange the position of vice president for his illegitimate son. He really thinks highly of him.
"I am not responsible for Dingfeng's personnel transfers. If Mr. Feng has this need, he might as well go directly to the vice president of human resources or the chairman." Feng Jiuqing suggested seriously, without any personal emotion.
If Feng Shan could convince these two people, let alone becoming the vice president, even if he directly replaced Feng Que's position, Feng Jiuqing would have no objection.
"I want to go find them, why do you need me to do that?" Fengshan was extremely angry. If that old guy hadn't disagreed, why would he have come all the way back to find this evildoer!
It seems that he has been defeated by the old madman. Fengshan is nice to Bai Qian. He dares to make such an outrageous request to the old madman. No wonder the old madman doesn't want Bai Yueguang's sons to have the surname Feng and doesn't want them to join Dingfeng.
With such ambition, they probably wouldn't look down on any other position except the one of President of Dingfeng.
Feng Jiuqing suppressed the emotion in his eyes and said indifferently: "Then Mr. Feng has found the wrong person. I am just a special assistant now and cannot arrange a deputy general manager. It is better to find someone else."
"Special assistant?" Fengshan's voice was filled with surprise: "How could you be just a special assistant? Aren't you the heir to Dingfeng designated by the old man? Shouldn't you be the president of Dingfeng directly?"
It seems that Fengshan's information is a bit behind the times. How could a person with the character of the old madman be allowed to be the president of Dingfeng directly? If he really became the president of Dingfeng, the old madman would be unable to sleep at night worrying about his position as the chairman.
After all, medical technology is advanced now. With Dingfeng's financial resources, it is not difficult for the old madman to live to eighty or ninety. He is now only seventy, and there are still ten or twenty years away from eighty or ninety. The old madman is not someone who can be a retired emperor peacefully. If the power is not in his hands, I am afraid he will not close his eyes at the moment of his death.
"This is not a secret. Mr. Feng should be able to ask anyone about it." Feng Jiuqing said in a calm and frank tone.
A hint of joy flashed in Fengshan's eyes. If Feng Jiuqing was just a special assistant, did that mean that the old man didn't value Feng Jiuqing as much as he seemed? If Qian'er performed well, would he still have a chance?
"Waste! You can't even be the president of Dingfeng! If the old man had his eyes on Qian'er, Qian'er would have been the president of Dingfeng long ago!" Fengshan felt indescribably pleased.
Feng Jiuqing raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at Feng Shan sarcastically, "It's not like the chairman didn't give him a chance. When the chairman wanted to support him, weren't you unwilling to hand him over to the chairman?"
Bai Qian's face turned pale for a moment, obviously recalling those experiences.
Fengshan also remembered that this was indeed the case. Qian'er had just been taken away by the old man for less than a week when he was admitted to the hospital. Yueyue couldn't stop crying after visiting Qian'er. He was so distressed that he went to the old man to have a quarrel before taking Qian'er back.
Alas, a loving mother often spoils her son. If he hadn’t taken Qian’er back then, Qian’er would probably have become the president of Dingfeng now.
After all, Qian'er is much more promising than this evil creature.
"So, who is to blame?"
Feng Jiuqing sneered: "Do you regret it, Mr. Feng?"
Feng Shan's face didn't look good, but Bai Yueguang recalled the thin and small Bai Qian she saw in the hospital. It was only a week later, and her chubby son almost died. How could she possibly leave her son to Old Man Feng?
As far as she knew, most of the illegitimate children secretly raised by Old Master Feng died or went crazy, and she didn't want her Qian'er to become like that.
"Dad, it's my fault that I didn't live up to expectations. I'm sorry for your cultivation!" Bai Qian saw that Feng Shan was persuaded by Feng Jiuqing, so he immediately lowered his head and took the blame on himself with grievance.
After all, he was the son he had loved for more than ten years, so Fengshan was reluctant to say harsh words, "It's none of your business."
Then he looked at Feng Jiuqing and said, "Arrange an internship as a manager for your brother. Qian'er is both virtuous and talented. If he has the opportunity, he will definitely catch the old man's eye."
The smile on Feng Jiuqing's face grew a little bigger. He really hoped that Bai Qian would quickly catch the old madman's eye, so that the old madman wouldn't have to pick on him alone. More people means more leeks.
"It's no problem to arrange it, but Mr. Feng, please be careful with your words. I don't have a brother, otherwise I might not have the time to arrange it." Feng Jiuqing also wanted to see if Bai Qian could catch the old madman's eye.
Seeing Fengshan about to lose his temper, Bai Yueguang quickly soothed him, "Don't be angry, Ashan. I am the one who has let Sister Qiao down. It's normal for a child to be angry. It's okay for us to be wronged. Don't let any rift between you and your son arise because of us."
"Who has done anything wrong to that woman Qiao Yanran! Her son is only two years younger than Qian'er. Do you think she is a good person? If she wasn't the eldest daughter of the Qiao family, I would dislike her even if I looked at her!"
Qiao Yanran is Feng Jiuqing's biological mother.