The current situation is not very good, or a little confusing.

Qi Yan and Feng Yangao were held hostage, and it is especially important to emphasize that Otz was held hostage in President Feng's own car...

Qi Yan tried his best to remain calm at the cold touch on his forehead, otherwise he would not be able to help but rush up to question Feng Yangao, this big fool with a lot of bad intentions, whether he had ever thought about being held hostage in his own car.

However, the conversation between the robbers and Feng Yangao made Qi Yan understand some things in his mind instantly.

First of all, these people are not robbers, but people from today's investors. Secondly, they are not trying to make money or kill people, but to delay time. As long as Feng Yangao misses the time to sign the contract, the investment will automatically become invalid.

"So, President Feng, I'm sorry. You have to stay with us rough guys tonight, and we will send you directly to the airport tomorrow." The leader smiled arrogantly, without any apology in his heart.

Qi Yan complained in his heart, this is good, not only will he not be released today, but he will be sent directly to the airport tomorrow.

Compared with Qi Yan's suppressed anger and panic, Feng Yangao seemed very relaxed. He picked up the wine glass on the side, poured himself a glass of wine, and raised his glass to the leader, as if there was a toy gun on his head.

After taking a sip of red wine, Feng Yangao suddenly asked in confusion: "I'm very curious, since you don't want to sign this contract with us, why did you ask me to negotiate? You must know that the meaning of the word 'negotiation' itself is the first step in signing a contract."

"Don't bother President Feng with this matter." The leader snorted coldly, "This is an internal matter of our company. My boss needs to use the money from investing in Rongteng to do another batch of transactions, but other senior executives of the company gave this opportunity to you."

"Oh~ It turns out that there is a disagreement within your company..." Feng Yangao nodded in understanding.

The leader looked at him and suddenly laughed, "President Feng is so courageous that he can keep his face calm in such a situation."

"No way, I'm actually very scared." Feng Yangao picked up the wine glass again and drank it all in one gulp.

"You don't look scared." The leader crossed the aisle, grabbed Feng Yangao's wine glass, and threw it down hard. The wine glass rolled twice on the carpet-covered carriage floor and broke a corner.

Feng Yangao didn't mind his rough behavior at all. Instead, he crossed his legs, folded his arms, and looked at the leader leisurely: "Of course I'm scared, but my dear is here. If I'm scared, then he must be more scared."

...

Dear?

Qi Yan, who was silent on the side, and the leader made a puzzled expression (black question mark).

"Honey, don't be afraid." Feng Yangao stretched out his hand to Qi Yan, "Come over to me."

Qi Yan: Fuck you, honey.

There were seats on both sides of the Lincoln car. Qi Yan and Feng Yangao sat opposite each other, separated by only a road in the middle. Feng Yangao stretched out his hand and almost touched the tip of Qi Yan's nose. Why did he still need to say 'come over to me'? !

Resisting the urge to hit him, Qi Yan glanced at him: "Get lost."

"Oh, honey, don't be like this." Feng Yangao pinched his eyebrows as if he had a headache, "Are you still blaming me for being too rude last night?"

Qi Yan: "..." Is this guy crazy?

He looked at Feng Yangao with a confused face, but saw a flash of light in his black pupils, and the light seemed to reflect the boundless night sky...

This was Feng Yangao's eyes in the past, the kind of eyes that saw through everything and controlled everything, frivolous but with a hint of evil.

... At this moment, Qi Yan understood.

This is a trap, a trap set by Feng Yangao himself.