One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]
Two hours wasn't a long time.
Compared to the few months that Yan Bang had died, these two hours could be ignored.
However, if he just sat there facing a guy who couldn't even straighten his tongue, then he would have to endure for the next two hours.
Feng Xinglang took out his phone to play with it, but discovered that the signal on the boat had been blocked.
His intentions were clear, he wanted to cut off any contact between Feng Xinglang and the outside world.
"Feng Xian Sen, what interests do you usually have?"
Hong Sen slid a exquisite cigar box on the table towards Feng Xinglang, and casually found a topic to discuss with him.
Feng Xinglang initially wanted to ignore him, but since he had nothing to do, he might as well pass the time.
"And I, gamble, drink, broth, proficient in everything! As for interests and interests … "
Feng Xinglang dragged his voice and suddenly changed the topic, "I wonder if Mr. Hong knows a guy named Cong Gang?"
Hong Sen's face twitched slightly, and smiled innocently: I've only been in Shen City for a few days, of course I don't know you! Is this person related to Feng Xianxin's interests? "
"Yes." Feng Xinglang raised his voice, "It does matter!"
"Oh?" Tell me about it! "
It was as if Hong Sen was interested in Cong Gang.
"As for me, if I have anything to do, I like to vent my anger on this Cong Gang fellow! Do it to him! "Then he laughed at me for making him jump up and down in anxiety, but he couldn't do anything to me!"
Hong Sen's eyes flashed with surprise, "Don't tell me …" Don't tell me this Cong Gang doesn't resist? "
"He wants to resist!"
Feng Xinglang scoffed with disdain, "But in front of me, it's all futile!"
Hong Sen held back his expression, as if he was doubting Feng Xinglang's words. Because Feng Xinglang's description was completely different from what he knew. This was simply turning the tables.
"It's your turn. Tell me, how did you save Yan Bang?"
Feng Xinglang had a faint smile on his face. He really wanted to know what Yan Bang went through after the cruise ship exploded, but he knew that this Hong Kong citizen would at most make up a story.
At that time, Yan Bang had sustained severe external injuries; coupled with the impact from the explosion of the cruise ship, the only ones who had the chance to save Yan Bang under objective conditions, were Hetun and Cong Gang!
And Yan Bang who was injured was intentionally left to die on the cruise; then, the only one who could save Yan Bang's life, would be Cong Gang!
"Yan Xiansan was not saved by me. I'm just trying to get him back what he deserved! "
This sounded quite honest. There was another possibility: this guy didn't even want to make up a story anymore.
"For others? "Who is it?" Feng Xinglang asked.
"That's a long story …"
He probably thought that there was plenty of time, so he started to make things up. He probably just happened to pass by his freighter and saw Yan Bang being rescued by the fishing boat. After that, he paid a huge sum of money to buy Yan Bang from the fishermen …
Feng Xinglang was only listening to this story that was full of loopholes.
After seeing Yan Bang, there would be an authentic story that would have to go through.
"Hong Shenjun, since you saved Yan Bang with such a huge sum of money, I feel that the ready-made US dollars are more suitable for you because of your consideration for your benefits!"
Mr Feng has not given up trying to retain his original GK stake.
"That won't do …" Ten percent of the shares, even if it's a small amount, I still can't make a difference! "
"It's not good to argue with who?"
Feng Xinglang continued to ask, "Those who know will know that the GK Venture Capital is just a fake leather bag company! "The original shares are not worth much!"
"Then it's just a potential stock! I think very highly of Feng Xiansheng! "
It was not hard to tell from Hong Sen's words that he was just a puppet sent out to do some work. If his master said one, he would absolutely not dare to say another.
No matter how much he tried, it would all be in vain!
"Feng Xian Sen, if you really want to express your gratitude towards me, they will definitely thank you for giving my brothers a few million gold coins to drink tea!"
You're so beautiful!
However, from Hong Sen's manner and words, it could be seen that the millions of yuan he wanted to ask for was only his own personal opinion!
"What? The boss behind the scenes isn't prepared to pay you?" Feng Xinglang asked leisurely.
"What do you mean nice money? It's good enough that we can survive!"
Feng Xinglang frowned slightly: "Where did that bastard get his hands on this guy who can't straighten his tongue?"
Just as Feng Xinglang and Hong Sen were deep in nonsense, the black clothed man who had been watching the wind from outside the boat walked in.
After whispering a few words into Hun Sen's ear, he returned to the yacht and stood on the deck to keep watch.
"Good news!" Yan Xiansan's relationship with him has been settled, he's now waiting for you at the shore! "
It had to be said that Hong Sen's words made Feng Xinglang excited for a moment: I can finally see Yan Bang again!
The original share transfer agreement brought by Feng Xinglang had already been sealed by the yamen's seal, and while they were conversing, Hong Sen's lawyers had already finished their investigations. Then, he nodded at Hong Sen indicating that there was no problem with the terms of the agreement!
"Feng Xian Sen, it's your turn to sign."
"Why are you in such a hurry? You should have at least let me take a look at the living Yan Bang first!"
Feng Xinglang never let go of an eagle when he doesn't see a rabbit. Even if he was full of sincerity on this trip, he wouldn't let anyone take advantage of him.
"Sure, sure. Then, I'll let you take a look at the living Yan Xian Sen first!"
Hong Sen raised his hand to signal the first mate.
In the next half an hour, even Feng Xinglang who was sitting in his cabin, could feel the boat riding the wind and breaking the waves.
Baotou who was watching from the deck indicated to Feng Xinglang: The boat was heading towards the direction of Shen City's port.
Feng Xinglang slightly narrowed his eyes, as he deeply felt that the pace of today's events was unusually slow! Slow to the point that he had to struggle to move forward every second!
When they were about three to four miles from the shore, the yacht clearly started to slow down.
"Feng Xiansheng, please make a trip to the deck. There was an astronomical telescope on the deck, with a view of Yan Xiansan. He's waiting for you on the shore! "
Baotou rushed out first, like a headless fly, he surveyed the shore in the distance, and anxiously pounced on Yan Bang's figure.
However, he was too far away. The sun was setting in the west and the shore was blurry.
He saw … He finally saw it!
Through the telescope, Feng Xinglang saw Yan Bang waiting at the shore!
Everything was as illusory as if it was a dream!
However, how long had Yan Bang been dead for? He was actually standing on the shore!
Yan Bang's image in Feng Xinglang's eyes was something that no one could imitate or replace.
Even if they were separated by a mile or two, Feng Xinglang would be able to recognize the real Yan Bang with a single glance! The living Yan Bang!
Feng Xinglang felt a thick and sour feeling coming from his nose, he turned his head and sniffed the air.
"Second Master, you saw the President Yan?"
Baotou quickly came closer and used his binoculars to look at the shore.
"It really is the President Yan … It's really the President Yan! "
Baotou jumped in joy like a child, jumping around like a resurrected grasshopper.
"President Yan... President Yan! We're here. President Yan! "
He shouted again and again, stamping his feet, waving his arms, until his throat was hoarse from coughing from the sea breeze, but he was still screaming hysterically at Yan Bang.
Feng Xinglang did not enter the cabin, and immediately signed his name on Baotou's back using the transfer agreement.
At this moment, Feng Xinglang realized once again that the living Yan Bang was really worth this price!
As the boat got closer and closer, Yan Bang could also clearly see Feng Xinglang on the deck of the boat.
The only Feng Xinglang!
Because he only had eyes for Feng Xinglang!
Without waiting for the boat to come to a complete stop, Yan Bang jumped off the pier and waded towards Feng Xinglang who was on the boat.
"Bang!"
Feng Xinglang hoarsely called out, and then jumped down the deck.
On the seawater that was waist-deep, Yan Bang hugged Feng Xinglang tightly.
Yan Bang, who was no longer able to speak, could only mutter in a sobbing voice.
He hugged Feng Xinglang tightly, as if strangling Feng Xinglang to death.
He could clearly feel Yan Bang's entire body trembling, and also seemed to be silently wailing.
"Bon... It was all right... You can come back alive. "Better than anything!"
Feng Xinglang lightly patted Yan Bang's shoulder, trying to calm him down. Because he could hear Yan Bang's heartbeat, which was beating even faster than before due to his excitement.
This kind of death trap continued for more than two minutes before Yan Bang pushed Feng Xinglang away.
Because only then could he clearly see Feng Xinglang's face: a face that was still handsome and cold; a face that was already engraved into his life and had seeped into his bones.
It was unknown if it was due to the stir of the seawater or some other fluid, but the scarred face before him became abnormally blurry.
"Lang... I really miss you! "
It was just one sentence, just a few words, but Yan Bang seemed to have used a lot of strength, and it sounded like she was going to bite off these few words.
Feng Xinglang laughed faintly and answered Yan Bang's question: "I also miss you quite a lot."
Yan Bang caressed Feng Xinglang's face with his rough hands. No matter what, he could not see enough of his face …
When Yan Bang's gaze landed on Feng Xinglang's pale lips that were as thin as water, with an ear-piercing screeching of the brakes, an eye-catching Maserati hurriedly stopped on the shore; with a "plop", someone jumped into the water.
He brutally pulled away from Yan Bang and hugged him tightly.
Following that, Bai Mo's wails and wails could be heard.
"Brother Bang... Brother Bang... Are you really still alive? You're really alive. Someone called me and told me you were still alive. "I don't believe it at all..."
It didn't matter whether Yan Bang was willing or not, he still fiercely kissed Yan Bang who wanted to say something.
It was as if only such a deep relationship could express the excitement and sorrow he had now to see Yan Bang again.
Feng Xinglang climbed onto the shore, quietly looked at Bai Mo who was beating him and kissing him again and again.
Actually, sometimes Feng Xinglang was also quite envious of Bai Mo: When expressing his feelings, he would never act coy. Just thinking about it meant thinking about it. Like meant liking it! He could kiss Yan Bang unrestrainedly and hug Yan Bang so tightly that not even wind could pass through.