At this moment, Lu Feng seemed to think that he wouldn't be a man if he didn't drink this glass of wine. Seeing that he didn't drink, the atmosphere in the room turned cold, and everyone stared at him. Wang Shouzi said, "Drink it. This glass is only three or four ounces."
"I really can't drink anymore. It's not about giving face. I'm here mainly to talk business. I can't drink much, and I'm afraid I won't even be able to speak in a little while." Lu Feng said, pushing his glass back.
"You won't die from drinking this cup, why are you being so disrespectful? You won't even give Young Master Zhou face? What are you going to do then?" Fatty Tan said angrily.
The atmosphere was very tense; anyone else in the room would have been forced to drink ten cups, let alone one.
"Since things can't be done, I'll be leaving now." Lu Feng stood up, looking quite straightforward, as if to leave.
"Hey hey hey!"
Tan Pangzi was getting anxious. He'd been busy all day, and he couldn't let him leave. He quickly pulled Lu Feng aside and whispered, "Brother, I'm trying to help you. Don't make me lose face. It's just a drink, not your life. Give me some face, or at least give Young Master Zhou some face. Otherwise, why would he help you?"
"If they don't want to do it, they don't want to do it. We'll think of another way. If all else fails, I'll bring it up more often when I go to the Ministry of Information Industry and the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission after the New Year. Maybe it'll work out," Lu Feng said directly.
Fatty Tan was speechless. He could only blame the fact that this fish was different from the others. In the past, when they asked for favors, it was always his subordinates. But once they sat down at this dinner table, Lu Feng was someone they could do whatever they wanted with. Lu Feng was not like that.
“Then let’s not drink. If you had just gone up there, things would have been much easier. You wouldn’t have had to come all the way here. The procedures are so complicated, and the interpersonal relationships are so complex. I’m sure you know that. It’s time-consuming and exhausting. Don’t just leave like that. Let’s sit down and talk.” Fatty Tan persuaded Lu Feng to come back.
"Get Mr. Lu a bottle of red wine," Fatty Tan ordered as he sat down.
After bringing out the red wine and chatting for a while, one of the girls volunteered to dance, and she was quite seductive. When she returned to her seat, Zhou Gongzi patted his butt with satisfaction. Wang Shouzi leaned over Lu Feng's back and whispered to Tan Pangzi, "She's a fucking slut."
"Xiao Lu, I heard about your matter from my dad." Young Master Zhou lit a cigar and leaned back in his chair. "According to regulations, this is not a good thing. The country now requires that the market share of landlines be increased. This is something all telecommunications companies must do. This is not a matter of money, do you understand?"
"It's only because Young Master Zhou is telling you this kind of thing. If you go outside to ask, you probably won't even find a door." The girl next to him said with an air of insider knowledge, "He only tells you this because he thinks you're someone important."
The girl next to her chimed in, saying that no matter how much money private enterprises make outside, they still have to bow and scrape and go through connections and give gifts in front of them.
Faced with the suppression from these 'insiders', Lu Feng smiled and said, "I know about all this. Not to mention what President Zhou said at the city meeting, Secretary Huang also told me about the content of the provincial meeting. I still adhere to the concept of common development."
"Don't keep talking about Huang Youwei. Who does he think he is? Let me tell you, in my social circle, he's not even worthy to carry my shoes." Young Master Zhou, angered by Lu Feng's words, took a deep drag on his cigar and said, "If Huang Youwei is so powerful, why don't you ask him to handle it for you? Why are you coming to me?"
"It's not about who's more capable or less capable; we need to get back to the essence of the matter. If it benefits the people, we'll do it," Lu Feng said sincerely.
Young Master Zhou was taken aback by these words. He tapped his cigar in the ashtray, stared at Lu Feng, and said, "I am the people!"
"This table is full of people!"
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