Chapter 390 What is Chong Minghe most afraid of?

Author: Gou Ning

Chapter 390 What is Chong Minghe most afraid of?

Considering that this was said, the thin-skinned girl on the phone must be blushing again. After hesitating for a while, Chong Jingchen finally swallowed the words he said, and quietly changed the topic: "Did you go to record the program today?"

He has been to other places these days and has no choice but to stay with her in everything. He can only make a regular phone call every day and chat around the clock to learn about her daily life.

Feng Yasong said 'um', not really wanting to talk about this topic that he could not avoid after all.

Chong Jingchen insisted on asking: "Is the process going smoothly? Have the people from Chonghua Entertainment deliberately made things difficult for you?"

"It's okay"

"That means it's not going well. Do you need me to help knock them?"

Chong Jingchen couldn't wait to interrupt her, looking positive, "I have disliked them for a long time, and finally found a reason to have an attack."

Instead, Feng Yasong was so funny that he couldn't help but laugh.

She subconsciously shook her head, realizing that the two were thousands of miles apart and that the other party could not see her movements at all, then she spoke again: "No."

It is more interesting to take revenge in person.

Putting someone else's hands not only makes her look incompetent, but she also can't even feel the feeling of pleasure.

Chong Jingchen knew that she was just watching some irrelevant trivial matters and laying down relatively flatly.

And once it involves people or things she cares about, she is stronger, serious and able to compete than anyone else.

So she didn't force her to accept her kindness, and just expressed her sincerely: "If there is something that needs my help, just speak up?"

Feng Yasong said 'Oh', and he really thought of something that he needed his help.

Therefore, he said without hesitation: "What is Chongminghe most afraid of?"

This question

Chong Jingchen didn't have to think about it. She didn't have a good intention, but she still smiled and indulged: "There are so many things you want to know. What aspects do you want to know? Can you say it more specifically?"

Feng Yasong's ears were blown by his low laughter, and his tongue was a little knotted: "That's more common in daily life, such as the food he hates the most and the animals he fears the most. In short, the more disgusting the better!"

"It's more common in daily life." Chong Jingchen murmured and repeated her words, and pondered for a while before speaking again: "As long as the food is not a dark food, he should be able to accept it. If the animal is said, there are quite a variety of fears."

"for example?"

"For example, snakes, caterpillars, rats, cockroaches, earthworms, spiders, toads, and centipedes."

After listing many items in one breath, Chong Jingchen pretended to be aware of it and asked back: "What are you doing for inquiries?"

Feng Yasong curled his lips and smiled, his gentle eyes filled with cunning.

But his voice was still plain: "It's nothing. I just want to use these props to teach him a truth."

"What's the reason?"

Feng Yasong: "Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you."

The next day, Feng Yasong got up early in the day when he had no work or anything else to do.

First, I went to the nearest flower and bird market around Tingfengyayuan for a walk, and then drove to Chongqing Entertainment with a lot of spoils.

In the office building of Chongqing Entertainment, the young president who lives as a home in the company has already lit up the bed while working. He is sitting next to the wide-view floor-to-ceiling window in the office, enjoying the grand view of the bustling traffic and drinking coffee leisurely.

After the office door was knocked three times, the secretary's voice came from the door: "Mr. Chong, the front desk downstairs called and said that a lady named Feng had not made an appointment, but she claimed to be your old friend and wanted to give you a big gift. Do you want to see her or not?"

Chongminghe made a coffee and the first lady named Feng who came to his mind was the one he called to harass last night.

So he said without hesitation: "Let the front desk let her in."

He wanted to see what medicine was selling in Miss Feng's gourd.

A few minutes later, Miss Feng, who claimed to be his old friend, walked smoothly into the reception room next to the President's Office under the leadership of her secretary.

The secretary first led the person to the long table and sat down, and poured her a glass of warm water.

Then he left a sentence 'Wait for a moment', and quickly left the reception room and knocked on the door of the president's office again: "Mr. Chong, Miss Feng is already waiting in the reception room."

"knew."

After responding lazily, Chongminghe took the coffee in his hand and moved the position.

In the elegantly decorated reception room, Miss Feng, who claims to be his old friend, is wearing a wide black windbreaker and a pair of Martin boots on her feet.

A black hair was woven into twists and placed on his chest, neutralizing a bit of clothing and a murderous aura that combines the body and aura.

Seeing him come in, she slowly took off the hat, sunglasses, and mask used to cover up her identity, revealing the beautiful face that could not be concealed even if she had not applied her makeup.

The fox's eyes slightly raised bent, and he pulled out a commercial smirk without emotion and was all skilled and said, "Mr. Chong, don't you be fine?"

Who else can besides Feng Yasong who can own this picture that will only make people miss you even if it turns into ashes. Who else can you miss the country and the people?

Chong Minghe closed the door of the reception room with his backhand and looked up the entire reception room up and down, but he did not find any changes in the items before sitting down at the closest position to Feng Yasong.

He stretched his elbows on the table, supported his head with the back of his hand, looked at her with interest and said, "Didn't you say there is a gift to me? What about the things?"

Only then did Feng Yasong take out a paper box from his wide and big windbreaker pocket like a magic trick and put it in front of him.

The box is made of corrugated paper like the express box. Each gap is sealed tightly with tape, but no item information is pasted.

Chong Minghe's eyes were around it for a long time, but he didn't see any clues, so he couldn't help but joke: "What do you mean? Is this? Open a blind box?"

Feng Yasong nodded, and the more provocative he had to speak, the more provocative he had: "Yes, will Mr. Chong dare to open it?"

After saying that, he took out another utility knife from his windbreaker pocket and put it at him very considerately.

As a Jade-faced Yan Luo who is a powerful man in the shopping mall, how could Chong Minghe allow the word "fear" to exist in his dictionary?

Especially in front of Feng Yasong, a yellow-haired girl with a stinky breast, her head can be broken and blood can flow, and the boss’s burden cannot be lost!

He snorted coldly with disdain, picked up the utility knife at his hand and cut all the tape at the top of the paper box.

Then he threw the utility knife and opened the lid and said arrogantly: "Just kidding, I have been bullied in the mall for so many years, and I have never seen any scenes? I want to scare me with a small blind box? You are so naive-"

Woooooo I've been stuck these two days, and I wish I could hit my head against the keyboard! There is another update later. I'm going to be fucked with Kaven to death if I don't sleep tonight!
Chapter completed!