Wang Peng's private room on the fifth floor of Xinglan Hotel.

Wang Cheng stared intently at Wang Peng, a ruthless glint in his eyes: "Brother, we are siblings from the same mother, is it necessary for you to be so ruthless as to kill us all?"

Wang Peng met his gaze and sneered, "I didn't want to mess with you, but you've challenged my bottom line time and time again."

"Brother, business competition is inherently ruthless. We both come from rural areas; you should know how hard it was for me to climb to where I am today. Why do you want to destroy everything I've achieved?"

Wang Cheng became more and more excited as he spoke, and sat up directly from the sofa. He took two steps to Wang Peng and stared intently at Wang Peng's face.

Seeing his exasperated expression, Wang Peng smiled slightly, finding it quite amusing.

Neither of them spoke, just staring at each other in silence. Time passed slowly, and after an unknown amount of time, Wang Cheng gently shook his head and sat back down on the sofa.

He picked up the tea, which had long since gone cold, and drank it down in one gulp, then placed the heavy teacup on the table.

Wang Peng chuckled lightly and said calmly, "I'll give you a way out. You take Mom abroad, don't do anything, just take good care of her and see her off in her old age."

“After you send him away, you can go back to China to develop your career. I’ll make you the director of Brother Supermarket, on equal footing with Du Lei. How about it?” Wang Peng asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Wang Cheng waved his hand and refused without hesitation.

“Brother, I admit I’m an unfilial son, so I refuse your suggestion.” Wang Cheng looked at Wang Peng. “You are the filial son. You should take care of her in her old age and see her off when she dies.”

Hearing this, Wang Peng laughed angrily, "She's staying at Wang Xia's house, and Wang Xia hired two caregivers for her. Wang Cheng, are you even less capable than Wang Xia?"

"Don't mention Li Guifen to me anymore." Wang Cheng waved his hand impatiently and said in a deep voice, "If you insist on killing Huihuang, we will not sit idly by and wait to die. We will definitely fight you to the end."

Having said all that, there was no need to continue the conversation. Wang Peng picked up the teapot and filled his teacup to the brim, signifying a polite farewell.

Wang Cheng snorted coldly, stood up abruptly, and strode away. Soon, noisy footsteps echoed in the corridor as Wang Cheng, accompanied by his bodyguards, left the Xinglan Hotel.

There were two knocks on the door. Du Lei pushed it open and entered, sitting down next to Wang Peng. After sitting quietly for two minutes, he said softly, "You didn't reach an agreement, did you?"

Wang Peng shook his head: "He's decided to go down this path to the bitter end and has no intention of talking to me at all."

"Yeah, I knew it would be like this." Du Lei said with a smile. "Brother Peng, don't be soft-hearted with him, just beat him to a pulp."

Wang Peng sighed softly, closed his eyes, and didn't want to talk about this topic anymore.

Du Lei forced himself to say, "Brother Peng, I'll say it one last time. A prodigal son who turns back is still a prodigal son."

Wang Peng was stunned for a moment, then understood what Du Lei meant: he wanted to relentlessly pursue Wang Cheng.

"Brother Lei," he frowned, "you seem to hate Wang Cheng more than I do, why?"

Du Lei gave a wry smile: "Dong Shishi insisted on breaking up with me because she listened to his advice."

Hearing this, Wang Peng sighed again. Dong Shishi was Du Lei's ex-girlfriend and also the person Du Lei loved most. Wang Cheng had committed too many sins.

"Brother Lei, don't worry, I won't compromise with him again," Wang Peng said in a deep voice.

Du Lei was overjoyed and quickly nodded.

Wang Peng then said, "You'll personally oversee the development of the cotton and linen factory warehouse... By the way, are you able to manage it all?"

"No problem." Du Lei patted his chest. "Brother Peng, I guarantee I'll complete the mission."

Having reached this point in the conversation, Wang Peng didn't want to say any more. He called the hotel's internal phone and ordered a bottle of wine, then had a few drinks with Du Lei.

The two brothers drank and chatted until 5 p.m., when Wang Peng received a call from Hu Yong.

Hu Yong laughed on the phone, "Xiao Peng, things are settled. Our next interest is to officially develop the cotton and linen factory warehouse."

Wang Peng immediately became excited and eagerly asked, "Uncle Hu, why so fast?"

"Haha." Hu Yong laughed heartily, "Both James Bond and British Elevator are going to invest in building factories during their peak period, so the higher-ups attach great importance to my opinions. Chen Mancheng also strongly supports the development, so the efficiency is very high."

"Xiaopeng, in the end, it's all about sowing good seeds. You brought us foreign investors, so of course we have to reciprocate," Hu Yong added.

Wang Peng was overjoyed and quickly said modestly, "Uncle Hu, this is all thanks to you. I only helped with a little bit of insignificant help."

"Don't be modest, haha..." Hu Yong couldn't help but laugh out loud again.

After he finished laughing, Wang Peng said, "I'm planning to donate some money to this project to add some children's play facilities. That shouldn't violate any regulations, right?"

“It doesn’t violate any rules; any organization warmly welcomes private donations,” Hu Yong said urgently. “Xiao Peng, are you serious?”

Wang Peng nodded: "I plan to donate 400,000 yuan. I don't know if that will be enough to build a public amusement park."

Hu Yong immediately gasped and sneered, saying impatiently, "Enough! This could be used to build a huge amusement park. Where are you? I'm coming to find you right now."

Wang Peng smiled slightly: "I'm on the fifth floor of Xinglan Hotel, having drinks with Du Lei."

"Wait, I'll be right there." Hu Yong laughed and immediately hung up the phone.

With red eyes, Du Lei said, "Brother Peng... thank you."

Wang Peng patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Lei, we're like brothers, don't be so polite."

You see, the better the cotton and linen factory warehouse is developed, the more people it will attract, and the better the business of Brother Supermarket Store No. 5 will be.

Similarly, the worse the business of Huihuang Supermarket Store No. 5 becomes, the faster it will fail.

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door, and Du Lei hurriedly went to open it.

Hu Yong and Chen Mancheng arrived, and Wang Peng hurriedly greeted them, shaking hands with them warmly.

Chen Mancheng laughed heartily and held Wang Peng's hand tightly: "Peng, you've given me another great gift before I retire."

Hu Yong explained with a smile, "Xiao Peng, Secretary Chen is in charge of the cotton and linen factory project."

"Oh dear, you're really putting your remaining energy to good use. Indeed, there's a lot we can learn from this veteran comrade," Wang Peng flattered him.

"You silly child, don't joke about old comrades." Chen Mancheng immediately burst into laughter.

Wang Peng glanced at his watch; it was already six in the afternoon. He then instructed Du Lei, "It's lunchtime. Let's have a simple home-cooked meal."

Du Lei nodded and immediately went downstairs to make the arrangements. A short while later, a waiter brought over a large pot of donkey meat soup.

The four of them ate and chatted, and soon the topic turned to donations.

Chen Mancheng asked, "Xiao Peng, do you have any suggestions regarding the scale, facilities, and other details of the amusement park?"

Wang Peng shook his head: "I only have one small suggestion: could the amusement park be named Pearl Amusement Park?"

Chen Mancheng and Hu Yong exchanged a glance. Chen Mancheng smiled and said, "It's permissible in principle. However, we need to hold a meeting to discuss it..."