The implication is that receiving this money will mark a turning point in their lives, but no one will tell them whether this turning point is upward or downward.
Let's have dinner together tonight, because tomorrow is the start of a new conference!
Everyone in the company is preparing. These people have been in the UK for almost a month, and they've only managed to get this much done in that time. We'll see results tomorrow.
Inside the room, Lu Feng smoked a cigarette, pondering how to play tomorrow. He was quite satisfied with his current state, at least there weren't too many outside disturbances.
There's no point in doing anything fancy anymore; they're all tired of it. Lu Feng figured it would be better to just walk onto the stage tomorrow with a crowd of support. That way, the four beauties around him could be eliminated, saving him some money.
Lu Feng stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, walked out of his room, and knocked on Li Xiaosi's door across the hall.
"Who is it?" Li Xiaosi sat up, looking somewhat alert in her pajamas.
"It's me. Have you found the four beautiful women to accompany you tomorrow?" Lu Feng asked. "If not, then don't look for any more."
The sounds coming from inside the room were somewhat chaotic, and there was no answer for several seconds. After a few dozen seconds, the door opened a crack, and Li Xiaosi, wrapped in a bath towel, peeked out and asked, "Who is it?"
Her bath towel was positioned low and wrapped too tightly, making it appear as if it was about to spill out. Lu Feng's gaze lingered on it for a few seconds before he looked at her face and said, "Did I disturb your shower? I said tomorrow..."
"Mr. Lu, it's you!" Li Xiaosi panicked instantly and hurriedly pulled the bath towel up, but it immediately came loose, and she became flustered.
That kind of chaos looks fake. The hand gestures are clearly meant to cover something up, but instead, bits and pieces leak out, and it doesn't cover anything at all.
Lu Feng stood there watching her frantically trying to do something, and said, "Alright, that's all. Stop messing around. You've shown me more than my ex-wife. She always kept the lights off. Did you hire those four people?"
Whether it was because her thoughts had been exposed or because of girlish shyness, Li Xiaosi clutched the corner of a bath towel to cover her chest, her face flushed as she looked at Lu Feng and said, "It's already booked. I'll call and see if I can get a refund."
"It's settled then. Have the marketing department return the Rolls-Royce tomorrow. I can walk up to the stage. You should get some sleep too!" Lu Feng instructed.
"Okay, goodnight, Mr. Lu!" Li Xiaosi said, closing the door and leaning against it, panting heavily.
She did want to design something, but in the end she really couldn't control the bath towel. Plus, it was her first time doing this, so she was very flustered. On the contrary, Lu Feng was very calm.
"Haven't I done enough?"
Li Xiaosi has been working herself to the bone lately and has made rapid progress, but President Lu has never expressed any appreciation for her.
In Li Xiaosi's mind, she had already gone all out tonight, so how could she take the initiative?
Little did she know that Lu Feng had seen far more than she had ever seen, and he still had that much self-control.
Back in his room, Lu Feng lit another cigarette to calm himself down, wondering to himself how long this quiet could last.
He certainly wanted to give himself a year. This method, which didn't involve advertising and didn't directly conflict with traditional business, was the most discreet, like a midnight assassination. When the real knife was drawn, it would surely be fatal.
"About six months!"
Lu Feng muttered something to himself, twisted the half-smoked cigarette into the ashtray, stood up, washed up, and went to bed.
The next morning, the arrangements for the stage appearance were rearranged. Everyone's biggest concern was that without the incentive of the vouchers, the number of attendees would be halved. At the morning meeting, Lu Feng told everyone that if 60% of the attendees came today, we would have achieved our goal!
At 8:10, Sean arrived with two assistants, also wanting to see Lu Feng's progress over the past few days!
"Set off!!"
Before 8:30, everyone boarded the bus. Lu Feng sat in the front row, Sean sat next to him, and Li Xiaosi was the translator in the back.
"How many people do you think will come today?" Sean asked, puffing on his cigar.
The car swayed slightly. Lu Feng leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and said, "I won't make any predictions. We'll know at nine o'clock."
“You haven’t mentioned the financial situation of these people yet. Even if they want to, they need to have the means. After all, their first priority is to fill their stomachs,” Sean asked, posing his second question.
"I forgot to tell you, I've been approved for a loan of £15,000!" Lu Feng said casually.
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