This scene was quite awkward during the Chinese New Year. It was the first time Lu Feng had ever seen someone prove their strength in such a way.
The man at the front, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, stepped forward and said, "Looking down on my brother? That's looking down on me. Do you know who I am? I'm Xu Lang! Go out and ask around, Erlang is a big shot!"
"I am Zhao Siyan!"
"I am Liu Bawan!"
"I am Li Haozi!"
As these impressive titles resounded, a smug look appeared on Wang Dong's face. He wanted to make Wang Erfang regret it, to see her family suffer, to see her abandon him, and choose this older man who might be slightly better than her, only to lose her future.
What is a potential stock? What is the explosive power of young people?
He believed that, let alone thirty years, at most three years, the immense wealth he possessed would be as unstoppable as the Yellow River.
Wang Erfang's family had no idea that Wang Dong, who looked so ordinary, knew so many people who drove Santanas. They had heard of some of them before; they were all businessmen in the city. Among them, Xu Lang was the most well-known, as his family owned the furniture market in the center of the county.
"It's freezing cold, everyone have a smoke. I'll say it again: when it comes to feelings, no one can force it," Lu Feng said, handing out cigarettes to everyone.
"Don't try to get close to me!" Wang Dong slapped the paper out of Lu Feng's hand and knocked it to the ground.
With so many cars stuck in the alley, all the neighbors came out to see what was going on, and in no time the alley was teeming with people.
Lu Feng looked at the cigarette that had been knocked away, but he wasn't angry. He looked at Wang Dong and asked, "What kind of result do you want? What kind of result do you want after making such a big show of things?"
"I'm just telling you, I'm no worse than anyone else. It's not that Wang Erfang doesn't want me, it's that I look down on her!!" Wang Dong shouted angrily.
Lu Feng glanced at Wang Erfang, whose family looked extremely unhappy. Lu Feng originally wanted to say that he didn't like her either, but he didn't say it.
Just as I was about to say a few words of advice, someone shouted from the alley entrance, "Why are there so many cars stuck in the traffic? Move them!"
Xu Lang, without turning his head, scolded, "Are you blind? Can't you see I'm handling things here? Get out of the way, or I'll smash your car."
Gao Zhiwei couldn't wait any longer. He strode over and saw a large crowd gathered at the entrance. His gaze swept across the crowd before settling on Xu Lang. He said, "Are you going to smash my car?"
Xu Lang turned around and was also taken aback when he saw Gao Zhiwei. He asked in surprise, "Uncle Gao? What are you doing here?"
"What am I doing here? I was just about to ask you that." Gao Zhiwei glanced at Lu Feng, puzzled. "Did your dad send you to deliver a gift to President Lu?"
"President Lu? Where did this President Lu come from?" Xu Lang was a little confused.
The young men present sensed something was wrong; they might have run into trouble. They were just sons of small factories or large private businesses in the county or city.
"You know him?" Lu Feng asked.
“He owns a furniture store in the county. I’ve had dinner with his dad a few times.” Gao Zhiwei even introduced him, saying, “This is President Lu, your Uncle Lu. Your dad wanted to meet some big shots, right? This guy is definitely big enough!”
In Xu Lang's eyes, Gao Zhiwei was already a big shot. His company headquarters was in Beijing, and he knew all sorts of people. Even his father had to curry favor with him. Now, this young man in front of him, who looked not much older than him, was actually a big shot in the eyes of a big shot.
As for Wang Dong, his previous smugness, which he had been displaying as if to say "don't underestimate a young man's potential," had vanished without a trace, leaving him standing there completely bewildered.
Lu Feng really didn't want to argue with them. He was just about to invite them all inside when, not to mention how cold it was outside, his phone, which had been silent in his pocket, suddenly rang.
He took out his phone and answered the call, saying, "Who is this?"
"Mr. Lu, I finally got through to you on your cell phone! Something's happened!" Wei Yandan's urgent voice came from the other end of the line: "Our lithography machine was intercepted and seized by the US Maritime Safety Administration in the Strait of Malacca while it was being shipped by sea!"
"What?" Lu Feng's voice rose several decibels.
Everyone present was puzzled by Lu Feng's agitated state. He had been all smiles since morning, and they wondered what could have caused such a strong reaction from him.
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