Feng Mang

35 Number One Immortal in the Imperial Capital!

(T/N: 假想敌 (imaginary enemy) - refers to the military exercises envisaged by the enemy; can also be said to achieve a certain purpose or goal and illusion or design out of the training opponents.

(T/N: 百思不得其解 (remain puzzled after pondering over sth a hundred times) - idiom for still confused even after thinking over many times)

"That's all I can find at the moment, if you want a more deep and thorough understanding, the only way is probably to ask the person himself."

Er Lei just finished speaking when Feng Jun hurriedly pushed the door open and entered. Seeing the strangulation marks on Wang Zhong Ding's neck, his whole person couldn't be calm.

"Where is he now?"

Er Lei pointed to the room inside Wang Zhong Ding's office.

Because he took the matter of Han Dong to heart, after Wang Zhong Ding handled everything at home last night, he sent people back to Han Dong's place and secretly escorted him back to the company for further investigation and questioning. But because it was sudden, and also because he didn't want to disclose anything, after some consideration he could only lock him in his own office.

"Is he actually still sleeping?" Feng Jun's anger was burning like a fire in his heart, "I'll pull him up right now!"

(T/N: 怒火中燒 (Anger is burning like a fire in the heart) - describe someone really angry)

Last night the amount that Han Dong had drunk really wasn't small, he also performed the ritual naked, he had used up too much of his physical power and hadn't woken up until now.

Feng Jun opened the door, three steps turned into two as he dashed to the bedside and lifted up the blanket.

Han Dong only wore small underpants, his body stretched freely on the white bedsheets.

If at this opportune moment Feng Jun had a camera in his hands, he would freely click and click twice, no need for PS, no need to look for the angle, whoever would have taken a more alluring picture of a man in bed, Feng Jun will poked himself in the eye right at the spot.

Although Er Lei had told him in advance, saying that Chief Wang had found the legendary 'anti-ergonomic body that defies the natural order', Feng Jun had simply not taken it seriously, because there was already a Li Shang who had met the requirements before, Feng Jun wasn't really impressed.

But this time, Feng Jun was really shocked.

It was different, it was very different.

The difference between Han Dong and Li Shang wasn't the 18mm, but the natural lines and the realness.

With just these two legs, in the entertainment circle depend on this legs one could take the top seat, using these legs as the selling point could make every long-legged male god explode without anything remaining!

Feng Jun froze for a few seconds, then he returned the blanket that was pulled off to cover the exposed angle.

Okay......I will forgive you......

Heading back outside, Feng Jun's face completely changed.

"If you really intend to raise him, I can get my sister to bring him up."

Feng Jun's older female cousin from his father side called Feng Mu Zhi, was a gold medal manager in show business, there were many superstars who were trained and brought up by her hands alone, in the circle she was known as the "blood-sucking vampire" manager. She wasn't just good at oppressing and exploiting others economically, but she also used an iron fist skill habitually, her discipline style was very vicious and sinister. Previously she worked in Zhong Ding, now she had already established her own management company, which had always been working closely with Zhong Ding. Despite her reputation of being ruthless, there were still an unending stream of actors who sought to rely on her because of her powerful connections and her excellent public relations skills.