The eSports King’s Crush

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Mr. Feng walked over with a dragon-headed cane. Wearing a Chinese tunic suit, he still looked like a scholar. He set his sights on Mo Bei: "Kids, we meet again."

"This is for you." Mo Bei's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, with respect for his elders in his coldness: "They are all warm fruits and will not hurt the stomach."

Mr. Feng has always liked people who understand etiquette.

Although he is indeed a businessman.

But age is there.

In their day, you always had to bring something with you when visiting someone else's home.

Chinese etiquette is not empty, but has a human touch in it.

Today's young people no longer pay attention to this.

If the little ice boy in front of him hadn't made his grandson take a detour, he would really have no choice.

The most important thing is, even if you know his identity.

Those eyes were still the same as when they first met, without any flattery in them.

Mr. Feng has been in business for many years and has met countless people of all kinds.

There are too few people like young people who have experienced everything but remain unchanged.

Perhaps, this was the reason why his grandson treated him differently.

Mr. Feng will not let his thoughts be exposed.

Smiling, he took the fruit basket and said, "At this point, it's time for Nell to learn a lesson."

Feng Nai just smiled casually and didn't say anything.

After all, he didn't believe that the old man just wanted to treat them to a meal.

"Come in and sit down." Mr. Feng's purpose was indeed impure, but the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and he was still thinking about what to say in order not to make Boy Bing feel disgusted with him.

This is the first time that Mr. Feng has acted so recklessly as a villain.

However, his grandson had changed so much because of him that Mr. Feng had to take care of it.

"I watched today's game." Mr. Feng said, "He played very well."

Mo Bei's courtesy was always: "Thank you."

Mr. Feng sat down and changed his tone: "However, there are too many negative rumors."

Feng Nai chuckled: "Grandpa, you can speak directly if you have anything to say."

"We are too close." Mr. Feng seemed to be just stating the facts: "Now that I have taken over the Feng family, what? Do you want him to be involved in an inexplicable scandal with you? Let people think that his strength comes from protecting him. of?"

Hearing this, Feng Nai frowned slightly.

Mr. Feng calmly ordered the butler: "Bring the soup up first and let Mr. Mo have a taste."

It seems that this conversation is nothing more than teachings from the elders to the younger ones.

Feng Nai's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly raised his lips: "Since grandpa watched the game, he should understand that it was this little brother who took me flying. In the e-sports industry, only strength can't be faked."

When Mr. Feng picked up the spoon, his aura was obviously different from before.

His grandson, who makes people worry, now wants to confront him head-on?

Originally, Mr. Feng didn't want to speak too clearly. After all, he didn't want the ice boy to think that he was a stubborn old feudal man.

But as of now, I can only order a little bit.

"Nair, you are the heir to the Feng family. Every move you make will affect the company's image." Mr. Feng put down the porcelain bowl and said in an unhurried voice: "It's okay to have contact with people in normal times, but no matter how good the boys are, it's important to Keep your distance and don’t let others see the joke.”

When Feng Nai heard this, he was about to refute.

Over there, Mo Bei spoke: "The old man is right, no matter how close the boys are to each other, they must keep their distance."

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