Lu Feng didn't say anything, but he felt that the circles were different and the requirements for life were different. Throughout the 1990s, there were almost no people in China who owned private jets.
However, it has become popular among wealthy business circles in developed countries, mainly because of high demand, especially when entertaining important figures whose privacy is of utmost importance. These items are essential for currying favor with them.
The soccer babes outside were still dancing, a sea of white that was particularly eye-catching. Lu Feng stood to the side, stopping someone else's ball, and after listening for a while, it seemed to have nothing to do with soccer.
"If there's nothing else, let's go," Lu Feng asked Sean beside him.
"Don't you want to watch anymore? It'll be over soon, I can invite you over for a couple of drinks." Sean raised an eyebrow, his words carrying a knowing tone.
"I didn't expect someone your age to still have such thoughts. No need. If you want to stay, then stay. I'll leave first. With my current strength, staying here is only good for being a topic of conversation when we're drunk. I'm not of any use." Lu Feng was very clear about himself. Before reaching a certain level, there was no point in being at this kind of banquet except to play the fool and try to stand out.
"Fine, I'm going back too." Sean seemed to have given up a lot for Lu Feng. He glanced at the group of girls' short skirts, then turned back and said, "I find you quite boring. You don't go to bars or nightclubs. Is your only form of entertainment that little secretary?"
“Secretary? Even the secretary isn’t allowed to move around.” Lu Feng walked slowly toward the parking lot and said, “I’m so busy now, how can I have time for entertainment? I’m not like you. You’ve taken your whole life to get to where I am today without any rush. I’ve only taken a few short years to get to where I am today. I have to pay a much higher price than you.”
“Don’t make life so hard. Everyone says Paris is a romantic city, but guess what kind of city London is?” Sean asked.
"I don't know, it's not important!"
"London is a financial city on the surface, but it's actually a very vibrant city. You have to learn to find happiness; it might just be around the corner," Sean guided. "To live is to be happy!"
"I suppose the happiness on the street costs a hundred pounds at a time?" Lu Feng said, lighting a cigarette. "Money makes you happy anywhere. Let's get in the car and finish these things first. I'll be quite happy then."
The driver was already waiting. After getting in the car, Lu Feng asked Sean if the matter was basically settled. The other party replied that as long as you spend the money, there will definitely be no problem. They are quite trustworthy. If they take the money and don't do the job, other investors are watching, and they are afraid that no one will be willing to spend money on them in the future.
Hearing this, Lu Feng felt a little relieved. If spending 20 million could pave the road, it would definitely be worth it!
After get off work, Li Xiaosi went to a bar for a while. She didn't tell her family about it, but they all thought she was definitely going to stay there, and the news had already spread throughout the family.
As work pressure eased, performance indicators began to appear within the company. According to the HR department, some people who were not competent at work would be eliminated. However, since everyone had just finished their busy period, it would not be appropriate to fire them now. It is expected that a batch will be fired in June, and another batch will be fired at the end of the year.
This rumor caused widespread anxiety within the company, and with the increasing number of local employees, competitive pressure began to intensify.
Several attractive girls, who were always friends, gave Li Xiaosi advice at the bar tonight: it was fine if he didn't give her the vice president position, but he had to give her money, otherwise it would be a fight to the death. She knew so much about the company, even things that many managers didn't know.
At eight o'clock in the evening, she returned to her room and felt increasingly uneasy. If she ended up with nothing, it would truly be a joke.
Moreover, her current salary isn't high, only a little over a thousand pounds. This salary is only considered slightly better than average here, and it's far from enough to achieve the life she wants.
At 10 p.m., Lu Feng returned to his residence. As soon as he opened the door, the door opposite his opened, and Li Xiaosi said directly, "I want to talk to you."
Lu Feng turned and glanced at her, but didn't say anything. He was about to close the door when Li Xiaosi rushed over and stared at Lu Feng, saying, "Are you afraid of me?"
"I'm not afraid of you. What can we talk about? It's just about what you want, which I can't give you." Lu Feng opened the door, looked at her, and said, "If you want something, you still have to work for it yourself."
Li Xiaosi entered the room, closed the door, and plopped down on the sofa, pouring herself a glass of water. She was clearly very familiar with the place.
“No matter what, we’ve had an intimate relationship. Even a day as husband and wife is a hundred days of kindness, right? Last time you mentioned it would affect the company, I thought about it and I understand now. Now that I understand you, you have to understand me too. I don’t need you to help me get a vice president position or citizenship. Just give me the money, and I’ll handle it myself.” Li Xiaosi took a sip of water, picked up a cigarette from the table, and lit it.
"When did you learn to smoke?" Lu Feng asked, staring at her.
"After we got here, do I need your permission to smoke a cigarette? Girls can't smoke? Where is this? This is free Europe, not back home. What's it to you?" Li Xiaosi leaned back on the sofa, puffing out smoke, and stared at Lu Feng. "Tell me what you think of my suggestion. Otherwise, don't blame me for causing a scene at the company. You're pretty busy, you don't want to have a headache over something like this, do you?"
Lu Feng took off his suit jacket and placed it on the sofa, then sat down and said, "I have three points to make..."
"Don't give me that long-winded talk, acting like a boss, spouting off parallel sentences all the time. Just tell me, are you going to pay me or not?" Li Xiaosi's expression held a hint of ruthlessness.
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