Chapter 690 (1/2)
Feng Xing said with a smile: ”I'm sorry to ask Mr. Wen to come in such a rude way, but it's also because of other ways. I'm afraid Mr. Wen won't come. Even if you come, you won't admit what you've done. So Feng has no choice but to do this. If you have any offence, please forgive Mr. Wen.”
Wen Wenjun's face changed again. In fact, he had already guessed what he wanted to say.
But he just won't admit it.
He said with a sneer: ”Mr. Feng is really funny. What have I done to admit it in front of you? You are bullying me, just returned home, so you use such means to humiliate me? Feng Xinglang, although you have a strong foundation in China, Wen Wenjun is not a vegetarian, so you'd better let me go now... ”
”Mr. Wen, don't worry.”
This time, the speaker was Feng Yan.
He took a picture from his arms and handed it to Wen Wenjun.
”Mr. Wen might as well have a look at the man in the picture. Do you know the man in the picture? Let's talk about the next thing, OK?”
I saw a picture of a middle-aged man with mental distress. His skin was tanned a little bit, and his coarse mineral paste son. The whole person looked like a normal middle-aged frustrated man.
Wen Wenjun just took a look, then withdrew his eyes.
The expressionless way: ”do not know.”
Feng Yan raised his eyebrows.
”No? Really? ”
Wen Wenjun did not speak.
Feng Yan suddenly laughed and said, ”that's strange. Since you say you don't know each other, why did someone testify that one night half a month ago, you went to his house and gave him a big bag of cash?”
Wen Wenjun's body was stiff with the naked eye.
This time, though slight, was still keenly captured by Feng Yan and Feng Xinglang.
They looked at Wen Wenjun with twinkling eyes. Feng Xinglang said, ”if Mr. Wen is not convinced, we can bring the witness up for confrontation on the spot. But by then, I'm afraid things will not be as reasonable as they are now.”
”After all, people have helped us. Since we let you see him, we can't let him have any more trouble, so for the sake of safety...”
”What do you want?”
Wen Wenjun suddenly made a noise and interrupted him.
His original gentle and elegant face now showed a touch of rare ferocity.
”You want to kill me? Dare you? ”
Seal line langweiton, then, slowly smile.
”Mr. Wen is joking. What can't be killed? We are serious businessmen and never do such bloody things. ”
Wen Wenjun choked on his words and almost didn't laugh.
”Business man? Do businessmen drugged people to such places? Who are you fooling with? ”
Feng Xinglang nodded slightly, ”well, you know we're fooling you.”
Wen Wenjun:
I can't talk this day.
The atmosphere in the living room was a little awkward. Feng Xinglang didn't worry. He just sat there and waited quietly.