As I slowly walked out of the hotel, the night was already as dark as ink, and the clock had quietly struck nine o'clock.
On the way back, Xiao Weiguo and the old man sat together in the slightly old taxi.
The car was filled with a faint smell of gasoline and leather, which swayed gently with the car's movements.
Xiao Weiguo turned his head slightly, looked at the old man beside him who was deep in thought, and asked softly.
"Grandpa, what should we do next? Should we stay here and wait for news, or go back immediately?"
Xiao Weiguo was completely baffled by the procedures mentioned above, especially in situations like this one involving dealing with such high-ranking figures!
However, the old man is an expert in this area, and how this matter should develop is entirely up to him.
Although the old man barely spoke during his meeting with Feng Guodong, his role was absolutely significant.
It is no exaggeration to say that without the old man's matchmaking and strategic planning, not only would this matter not have been handled smoothly, but Xiao Weiguo would probably have had very little chance of even meeting Feng Guodong in person.
At this moment, the old man sat quietly in the car seat, his deep and wise eyes gazing at the night view outside the car window.
This was during the late 1980s and early 1990s, when Shanghai was beginning to show its potential and gradually taking shape as a modern metropolis.
Skyscrapers rise from the ground, neon signs flash incessantly, and the streets are bustling with traffic and pedestrians hurrying by.
The old man silently admired the bustling scene outside the window, as if he were immersed in memories of bygone days.
After a long while, he slowly withdrew his gaze only after hearing Xiao Weiguo's question.
After a moment of contemplation, he spoke in a low voice with a serious expression.
"Let's head back home early tomorrow morning. Given the current situation, it's unlikely we'll get any concrete information in the short term. Besides, you have many things to attend to at home, so it's really not advisable for you to wait here any longer."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Weiguo frowned slightly and responded after a moment's thought.
"That……"
Xiao Weiguo wanted to ask why, but then changed his mind and said...
"How can Mr. Feng contact me? And what if he needs to see me again sometime in the future?"
When they were with Feng Guodong earlier, although they discussed the whole matter, many details were not explained clearly.
For this reason, Xiao Weiguo felt it was necessary to have another in-depth conversation with Feng Guodong in order to get a clearer and more definite answer.
The old man's deep, pool-like eyes, filled with endless meaning, slowly fell upon him, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, revealing a barely perceptible smile.
"There's no need to be so anxious. Everything has already been clearly answered. All you need to do now is patiently wait for the whole process to be completed and the final result to be revealed."
Upon hearing these words, Xiao Weiguo trembled violently, a look of astonishment appearing on his face. He stared blankly at the old man, seemingly unable to comprehend the meaning behind them.
Just moments ago, their meeting with Feng Guodong had ended abruptly, during which Feng Guodong had barely mentioned anything substantial, and the agreed meeting time had quietly slipped away, forcing them to leave in haste.
However, as if he could see through every thought deep in his heart, the old man then said with a smile.
"In fact, the moment Feng Guodong agreed to meet you, the matter concerning you was basically settled and the mission was accomplished."
As for why I asked you so many questions later, it was simply to observe your attitude.
"Huh? How could this be! How is this possible?"
Could it be that Old Feng knew my true intentions from the very beginning? No way…”
Xiao Weiguo's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, his face filled with disbelief, his mouth agape as if it could fit an egg.
His astonished expression seemed to freeze the air around him for a moment, and his voice rose several decibels uncontrollably.
Just then, the old man beside him let out a soft chuckle.
"Hehe, young man, don't be so naive. Do you think someone as powerful and influential as Old Feng would have so much free time to casually meet with a complete stranger?"
To tell you the truth, even for me, if I don't have something important to report or discuss, it's incredibly difficult to even see him!
Do you understand the reasoning behind this?
After hearing the old man's words, Xiao Weiguo felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, and he instantly sobered up.
He began to carefully recall the scene when he met Mr. Feng.
At that time, I spoke eloquently and passionately in front of Mr. Feng, and I thought I could touch his heartstrings.
Looking back now, it turns out that it was all just me being delusional and putting on a one-sided performance.
Upon realizing this, Xiao Weiguo felt a burning sensation on his face and inwardly felt extremely annoyed.
Alas, compared to these worldly-wise and shrewd people, even with two lifetimes of experience, I still seem far too naive and shallow!
"What's wrong? Did you get a blow?"
The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at him with a half-smile, as if he had already seen through his thoughts.
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