Chapter 535: uncle, sorry

"Dad, you are too exaggerated." Mao Ming stammered, a feeling that his brain was not enough.

"Exaggerating your uncle, am I lying to you? Can I still harm you?" Mao Song cursed again.

This is also his own son. If it were someone else, Mao Song would not have made such a big fire, but would have been killed directly.

Moreover, Mao Song did not deliberately exaggerate and scare his son.

He really thinks so, he can only say that the words are exaggerated, the situation is not exaggerated!

Not only because of yesterday's situation, but also because of Lu Bo's attitude towards Ji Feng yesterday, but also because Lu Bo and Mao Song met again at noon today.

The two chatted a lot at noon.

Outside of the words, Mao Song felt that Lu Bo had regarded Ji Feng as a big man who was more powerful than himself, and he was really holding it. This feeling is very clear!

So~

Today's Mao Song has a higher judgment on Ji Feng's identity and ability than yesterday.

Mao Ming paced to the side while talking on the phone, covering his mouth all the time.

While on the phone with his father, he glanced at Ji Feng from time to time, and the change in the expression on his face can be said to be very exaggerated.

Hundreds of people around looked at him on the phone in a low voice, and couldn't hear what he was saying.

That's a wonderful thing, and I don't know what a shocking thing I heard.

More than two minutes later.

"Do you understand?" Mao Song asked his son on the phone.

"I know, I know Dad, don't worry, I will definitely give it to you..." Mao Ming also didn't know how to guarantee it, he was very flustered.

He felt that he either had an accident here on the spot, or went home and had an accident.

He really felt that he might have his leg broken by his father. The father was so angry, and what he said was so scary!

"Okay, okay." Mao Song interrupted his son and asked again, "Is Mr. Ji on the side?"

"exist."

"You go and give him your phone."

"Okay."

Mao Ming raised his head again, and now looked at Ji Feng's eyes, as if the naughty students in the school had seen the dean, he was very uneasy and stopped pulling.

He walked a few steps to one meter in front of Ji Feng, stuttered a little, and didn't know what to call him: "Then...then what...my dad's phone."

Saying that, he handed the phone to Ji Feng.

Ji Feng looked at him and smiled, took the phone over and put it to his ear.

"Boss Mao." Ji Feng called with a light smile.

"Mr. Ji, it's a misunderstanding! This is really a big water flushing the Dragon King Temple! Look at this, the kid in my family. He doesn't know you. Oh, it's my fault that I notified the following late, and I didn't think about it. He will tell you... I can't tell him about this, whether you are young or a child..."

Force "he's still a kid"!

Mao Ming is eighteen years old and legally an adult.

Mao Song seemed to be relaxed and hearty, but he was actually panicking in his heart.

The ghost knows Ji Feng's temperament, and his son finds more than 100 people to beat him. Whoever estimates that even if he has a lot of temperament, he can't say a few words and it's over.

"It's okay." Ji Feng said.

It's easy to say this, and Ji Feng has no other attitude.

"Mr. Ji, hahahaha, I knew that Mr. Ji couldn't care about the child. It must be his fault. I'll take care of him. Don't worry, Ji Xianniu." Mao Song said again, laughing again.

He had no choice but to follow Ji Feng's words for the time being.

After this incident, he must have to use other methods to calm down, otherwise he will not feel at ease.

Mao Ming stood opposite Ji Feng, and when he was close, he could not only hear Ji Feng's words, but also the voice in his mobile phone, and knew what his father said.

I'm even more nervous!

His father said "you" to the young man named Ji Feng in front of him.

"Okay, let's do it first, Boss Mao, I have something to do." Ji Feng said again, as if he didn't want to talk too much to Mao Song.

"Okay, then please give Mr. Ji the phone to my boy." Mao Song said immediately.

Ji Feng handed over the phone.

Mao Ming took the phone, covered his mouth with his hand and walked a few steps away.

I don't know what Mao Song said to him again. After talking for a full minute, Mao Ming hummed and agreed, nodded frequently, and kept agreeing.

soon.

Mao Ming finally hung up the phone.

He put away his mobile phone and looked at Ji Feng with an unnatural look. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to start.

More than a hundred people around were all looking at him, some were still waiting for his order, but some already felt something was wrong.

They all looked at it, knowing that Ji Feng just answered Mao Song's call and said a few words.

Listening to Ji Feng's tone and words, it is very wrong!

"Don't fight?" Ji Feng spoke first, and asked Mao Ming with a faint smile.

"Don't fight, stop fighting, misunderstanding!" Mao Ming finally "knows" to speak, raised his hand and gestured, he suddenly saw that he was still wearing a finger tiger on his hand, and immediately pulled it down, his posture Very nervously pocketed.

"What's the misunderstanding, Ji..." Mao Ming also wanted to say that Mr. Ji was here, but after a pause, he changed his name directly: "Uncle, I was wrong, uncle, I don't know if you and my dad are Friends, uncle, and Uncle Ji are all misunderstandings."

Mao Ming said that his hands were folded and he shook his hands. He made a gesture and forced a smile. He was a good inheritor of his father's "talent"!

Not just apologizing, but close!

The more than one hundred people around were all stunned at this moment.

uncle.

Are you called uncle?

The logic of the ignorant feeling is all confused. Not to mention other things, Ji Feng looks like he is in his twenties, and he looks mature in a suit, but he looks like he is only twenty-three or four years old.

Mao Ming is eighteen years old, just a few years short.

Uncle?

"Yo, stop swearing?" Ji Feng asked Mao Ming again.

"How dare you! I was wrong, uncle, I was really wrong, I apologize to you, sincerely apologize." Mao Ming said and bowed to Ji Feng, then turned around abruptly, pointing to a group of rich second generation over the sports car He gestured and shouted: "Who the **** just said dirty words? Hurry up and apologize to my uncle!"

While shouting, he turned his back to his brothers after the season, winked wildly, gestured frantically, and asked them to cooperate with him.

"Uncle, I'm sorry!"

"Uncle, I'm sorry."

"I am sorry!"

Many people apologized to Ji Feng with confused expressions.

Mao Ming is the "big brother" in the circle, and his appeal is amazing, and a group of people are confused by his behavior.

Seeing that Mao Ming was so nervous, some people also understood that they were afraid of offending someone his father didn't dare to offend.

"Can you be neater! And you guys come and apologize to our uncle." Mao Ming said and gestured to the surrounding, his eyes were very scary.

"Come! Get up with me." Mao Ming shouted, then turned to Ji Feng again, standing upright, bowed, "Uncle, I'm sorry!"

"Uncle L, I'm sorry!"

More than 100 people shouted at the same time as Mao Ming, and the scene of people bowing at the same time was quite spectacular.

Ji Feng's expression was a little subtle, this kid's future is boundless, after all, he is still young, he just graduated from high school and is a dude!

But he already knows that he can bend and stretch, and has a strong appeal, and he is especially good at "coaxing people".

Embarrassed?

Mao Ming doesn't feel embarrassed, or he can accept this embarrassment!

There was silence in the small square.

"Let's go." Ji Feng smiled.

"It's gone, it's gone, get out of here, go away." Mao Ming stood up straight, then gestured around and said to Ji Feng, "Uncle, then I'll go first."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked away, walking briskly, almost trotting.

More than a hundred people all slipped away in an instant.

"Yu Xinxin, where are you going?" Ji Feng said suddenly and stopped Yu Xinxin, who wanted to slip away.