"...Does he know Director Li Feng too?"
Chen Yifei shook his head: "I don't know him yet, but we'll get to know each other soon."
"..." Malai didn't want to say anything more. It's good that the young man is ambitious, but for someone like Chen Yifei, his ambition is overflowing, and he didn't know what to say.
It's no longer just about ambition; it's reached a point of utter madness and self-righteousness, and now it's even an attitude of unparalleled narcissism.
The Malaysian gave a thumbs up: "If I had your confidence, I feel I would have succeeded long ago."
"So-so, so-so," Chen Yifei said, leading everyone to take a look.
Malay was also a stubborn old man, and he insisted on going along to see if he could expose Chen Yifei and see if he would dare to brag again.
Chen Yifei led them to a barbecue restaurant. It didn't look crowded, but the people there were a mixed bunch. Many of the men had been drinking and started causing trouble. Some of them had just come out of a foot massage parlor and were accompanied by a pretty woman.
We sat down and started eating, surrounded by a motley crew of people.
Chen Yifei wasn't familiar with other places, but these were the places where he made his fortune in his previous life, so he felt very familiar with them now.
A group of people sat together, ordered some barbecue skewers, but didn't drink alcohol, since drinking can lead to trouble, so they just ordered some plain water.
After sitting down, the brothers started eating with great enthusiasm, and Malay also ordered a lot of food without any hesitation.
Tiger gave a thumbs up: "Brother Fei, you're awesome! Last time in Shanghai, it was in one of those small skewer shops in an alleyway that I got beaten up so badly I ended up in the hospital. You and your wife were there with me back then."
"Why are you forgetting your mistakes now?"
Tiger has a phobia of coming here.
He still remembers how Fei protected his wife last time.
Chen Yifei said, "What's there to be afraid of? There are thugs everywhere. If you're afraid of thugs, you won't stay home forever."
So, I remember Li Feng was also beaten to death by thugs in his past life. These days, human life is sometimes far too fragile. Especially for those who live a life of crime, trouble is most likely to happen.
Sure enough, after eating several skewers, I found the lamb skewers here to be delicious. They were incredibly flavorful, with a crispy exterior and tender, juicy interior.
Chen Yifei also planned to go back and buy a lamb to slaughter, and then make lamb skewers for his wife.
His wife is about to give birth, and he doesn't know how severe her pregnancy symptoms will be.
Just then, a tall, thin man came over. It was Li Feng. He was fairly good-looking, with regular features.
I sat down and said to the owner, "Give me a mutton soup hot pot, and some small skewers, the usual three things, and a sesame sauce dipping sauce."
We sat down and started eating.
The people around were all bragging about it.
"It's good that our cotton mill has moved to a new location! It's wonderful! Without Director Li Feng, we wouldn't have such a good environment."
"Director Li Feng is a loyal friend. Everyone has followed you to get started. Working for you for the rest of our lives has been worthwhile."
"That's right, everyone's having a tough time. If I can work with you and get things done, I'll feel much more at ease. Of course, it would be great if the allowance could be better..."
"..."
Li Feng waved his hand and said, "It's not a problem at all."
"Preparing these things is pretty much the same, you don't need to worry about anything else."
"As the factory manager, it is my duty to strive for greater benefits for everyone."
The Malaysian standing next to him was incredulous: "Chen Yifei, did you just stumble upon this by sheer luck? No, you actually know Li Feng!"
The main issue is that when people in Malaysia were saying things before, it seemed like Chen Yifei didn't know the owner of the cotton mill!
Later, they talked about how Li Feng knew him and how he was able to pinpoint the exact place where he was eating. That was truly impressive.
Then Chen Yifei walked over first and said to Li Feng, "Hello, Factory Director Li Feng, I am Chen Yifei."
"What are you doing here? Do I know you?"
He found it inexplicable.
"If your cotton mill is relocating, could you sell the old factory, which is located on Qianmen Street, to us?"
"After we take over, if things are almost done on your end, we'll settle the money in one lump sum."
"Sure... my ass!" Li Feng looked at Chen Yifei with utter disdain. "Don't you know that the location of this state-owned factory has to be handed over? Don't you know that the environment here isn't that good?"
"How dare you approach just anyone? Do we even know each other? Why are you here talking to me?"
Li Feng is truly arrogant; he has never experienced any hardship in his life.
It's been a smooth and successful journey.
He can do whatever he wants; he doesn't care about Chen Yifei's current situation at all.
As expected, Chen Yifei knew this trick wouldn't work.
After thinking for a moment, he pretended to be embarrassed and said, "Actually, my family is from the countryside, farmers in Wenshui County. Now the harvest in the brigade is not good, so we need to start a business in Beijing. We were thinking of taking over a place to use as our own hotel."
"I couldn't find it anywhere else, so I asked around and found out about your cotton mill. I'm really sorry if I've offended you."
"..." Upon hearing this, Li Feng immediately felt some sympathy, and even his eyes welled up with tears as he looked at Chen Yifei.
"When my grandfather was sent to the countryside and there were those misunderstandings, he was taken care of in the countryside, in the Great Northern Wilderness!"
"You guys have really had a tough time, but I still can't give you the original address of this factory."
Li Feng then ignored him.
Chen Yifei stopped talking, saying that too much of a good thing can be bad.
They went back to the table and sat down to eat lamb skewers.
Tiger said, "Brother Fei, we've lost this one. Should we try asking around at the next place?"
"Where did we lose?" Chen Yifei shook his head. "Let's wait and see what's going on."
"Eat quickly, you've ordered a ton of stuff, don't waste money, otherwise I'd rather save this money for your sister-in-law to buy lactose for her future child."
"Stingy." Shuanzi took a big bite. "We need to eat more, otherwise Fei-ge will say we're wasting food."
"We should give our nephew and niece two extra red envelopes then."
Chen Yifei chatted and laughed.
After everyone finished eating, it was as if nothing had happened.
When it was time to pay the bill, the owner smiled and said, "No need to pay, the factory manager Li Feng from the cotton mill has already paid. He said you guys have it tough too."
Before leaving, Chen Yifei went to thank Li Feng. Li Feng smiled and said, "It's nothing. I see you're all new to Beijing. Your accent is the only good thing; you can't speak our local dialect. Here, take this money."
As he spoke, he gave Chen Yifei a few ten-yuan bills.
"Use this money yourself. If you need money anywhere else, just tell me. It's all about fate. I'll help whenever I can. I'll help others when I have money."
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