As Lu Feng listened to Wei Yandan recount the events over the phone, his face darkened considerably. He yelled into the phone, "Cowardly! Damn it, utterly cowardly! We just let them intercept it like that? Do they think I'm made of clay? Have Su Yourong contact someone and tell those people that if this matter isn't resolved peacefully, I will definitely retaliate!! I'll be back this evening!"
The phone signal wasn't very good, so Lu Feng practically yelled into the phone. After hanging up, the room fell silent, and all eyes were on Lu Feng.
"Mom, I have to go. Something urgent has come up and I need to take care of it," Lu Feng said to his mother.
Seeing that Lu Feng was about to leave, Gao Zhiwei hurriedly said, "Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. There are no flights back to Shenzhen. We can go back to the city first. As soon as we get a ticket, we can leave immediately. It's been quite a while since we've seen each other."
"No need, I have my own plane. I'll just notify the people, and it'll be taking off soon. Let's get together again when we have time." Lu Feng said to Gao Zhiwei before preparing to go back and pack his things.
"His own...plane?" Gao Zhiwei was dumbfounded. He knew that when Lu Feng left Jiamei Foods, it meant that the gap between the two of them would widen, but he didn't expect it to be so big in just a few years.
"Xiaofeng, what's the rush? Why don't you stay home for another night?" Mom was getting anxious; he'd only been back for a few days and was already leaving.
“It’s really urgent!” Lu Feng glanced around the scene and said in a deep voice, “I’m sorry everyone, your business ends here. Please disperse quickly. It’s freezing cold. I need to go back and pack my things.”
Gao Zhiwei couldn't understand what was so urgent and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Is there anything I can do to help?"
“You can’t help with this. It’s a matter between us and the US.” After saying this, Lu Feng silently went back to his room to get his landline to notify the aircraft maintenance staff to prepare. He then quickly packed his things.
Wang Dong, Wang Erfang, and the others standing at the door were dumbfounded. What Lu Feng was talking about seemed to be beyond their comprehension. They couldn't imagine that a young man could have any entanglement with the United States. This was something that should only happen on the news.
A dozen minutes later, Lu Feng packed his things, said goodbye to his parents, and then got into Gao Zhiwei's car without looking back, heading straight for the airport. This journey to the airport was Gao Zhiwei's last chance.
Inside the car, Gao Zhiwei talked about his plans, wanting to expand the company further, preferably going international. Lu Feng rejected his idea, saying, "It's not suitable to make expansion investments in the next few years. It would be good enough if we could just stay stable. A financial crisis is coming soon. Raw material prices will skyrocket, the currency will depreciate, and the market will slump. Don't be too optimistic about the next few years."
"What?" Gao Zhiwei looked at Lu Feng in surprise. He would never have believed it if someone else had said it. The market is so good now, and snack sales are booming during holidays. How could it suddenly stop?
But since these words came from Lu Feng, he had to consider them carefully.
"I'd like to ask you for a favor. Sell half of my shares in Jiaming Foods. Find a suitable price and let me know when it's available. The money will be transferred directly to my account." Seeing the worry on Gao Zhiwei's face, Lu Feng said to him, "Don't worry, there won't be much fluctuation in the mainland market. It's just not a good time to expand investments."
"Let's restart this after the new century. You just focus on Jiaming Foods and take a steady, solid approach; there shouldn't be any problems."
"Is the overseas market really that bad? I always thought it was a blue ocean." Gao Zhiwei said somewhat dejectedly, "I've done research on the overseas market..."
“The overseas market is great; there’s a lot of money there. But you also need to understand one thing: there is no fairness in this world. This is true between people, and even more so between countries,” Lu Feng said in a deep voice.
"Won't there be any turmoil with the financial crisis?" Gao Zhiwei asked hastily, as if something had occurred to him.
"Don't worry about this at all, it's not your concern." After giving the instructions, Lu Feng, fearing that he might cause management problems, said earnestly, "Remember this: a kind heart cannot govern an army, and righteousness cannot govern finances. When it's time to be ruthless, you must be ruthless."
The subsequent mass layoffs led to a shortage of jobs in the country, and many companies could not make money. Some soft-hearted bosses gritted their teeth and kept their employees, but in the end, the companies went bankrupt. On the contrary, those companies that ruthlessly exploited their employees, reduced their wages, and laid off employees survived.
More than an hour later, Lu Feng's plane was ready. After arriving at the airport and saying goodbye to Gao Zhiwei, Lu Feng boarded the plane.
As Gao Zhiwei watched the plane soar into the sky, he felt a pang of envy, but he also sensed that Lu Feng was under even greater pressure. He seemed to have lost the composure he had when he was at Jiaming Foods. Back then, Lu Feng was like a sledgehammer to crack a nut, but Gao Zhiwei felt that this sledgehammer was now meant to slay a dragon.
After Lu Feng left, his family was at a loss. The matchmaker looked at Lu Feng's parents, wondering if there was any hope for the matter now that Lu Feng was gone.
"No matter what, I've been busy from before the New Year to after, so I should at least get some money as a matchmaker," the matchmaker said hesitantly.
Lu Feng's parents stood there without saying a word. After a long while, they sighed and walked into the house. Lu Feng's father began to realize one thing: their son was no longer the son they knew, and he was definitely not just Lu Feng who had become richer.
A person who owns his own plane is doing things they only hear about in the news; it's a forbidden realm for their imagination.
Wang Dong had had enough of making a scene. He looked at Wang Erfang coldly and snorted disdainfully, saying, "You think you're worthy of marrying someone? You really dare to dream. There's no such thing on your ancestors' graves."
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