He was fighting for his pride, and also for his mother's sake.
There are two sides to every story, and whoever says it is right. Lu Feng doesn't care about the truth or falsehood of these things. Every child in a family has different feelings. The same thing can be interpreted in several ways when it is presented to several people.
“To be frank, Sun Hung Kai has invested in Jiafeng Group and holds 10% of its shares on the board of directors. My situation is quite difficult right now. If I help you take control of Sun Hung Kai, you should help me stabilize the situation. This would be a win-win situation for both of us,” Lu Feng said bluntly.
After a moment's thought, Feng Zhicheng smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket and offered one to Lu Feng, saying, "Since President Lu is so sincere in helping me, I can't be ungrateful. It's a pleasure to cooperate. I just don't know how you plan to help me?"
“What you and your older brother are fighting over now is nothing more than changing the will. You can try to get Feng Zhiyao to give up. Give all the other assets except the shares to your older brother and try to get him to compromise. At the same time, you also need to talk to Li Zhaoji. For him, whether he chooses you or your older brother is not important,” Lu Feng said.
“This is indeed the most feasible plan. So, let’s start this afternoon. I know my older brother and Mr. Li are getting a little impatient. They’re afraid that if my dad suddenly passes away, the will won’t be able to be changed. This matter must be done as quickly as possible,” Feng Zhicheng said.
“No problem, go find Feng Zhiyao this afternoon. I know Feng Zhiyao well; you have to coax him. You have to admit your mistakes first. You can’t be forceful; you have to use the emotional appeal,” Lu Feng instructed.
"I see!"
The two chatted until 2 p.m. before finishing their meal. After the meal, Lu Feng drove alone to the Feng family's old house. When he arrived, Feng Zhiyao was sitting in the garden, lost in thought, still looking so dejected.
"Brother Feng is here," Feng Zhiyao greeted.
"How was your rest?" Lu Feng walked up and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "You need to cheer up!"
"I just fell asleep this morning, and I'm feeling really irritable." He said, lighting a cigarette. The ashtray next to him was already full of cigarette butts, and he handed one to Lu Feng.
"Smoking won't relieve your sorrows, and drinking won't drown them either. You still have to move on. Go see your dad again in a bit. Just think of it as doing this for his sake." Lu Feng patted him heavily on the shoulder twice and said, "Go wash up and change your clothes."
Feng Zhiyao took a deep breath, as if Mr. Feng had given him enough courage to face it. He nodded and went inside. After washing up, the two of them took a car straight to the hospital.
At 3:30 p.m., outside the hospital ward, Feng Zhicheng looked through the glass window into the room. His eyes were red and his nose was twitching. He looked so pitiful that it was hard not to be moved.
Lu Feng and Feng Zhiyao were stunned when they saw this scene. Feng Zhiyao leaned closer in disbelief and, upon realizing it was indeed his second brother, said, "So you know to come now? What face do you have to cry?"
Feng Zhicheng turned around and glanced at Feng Zhiyao without saying a word. He then glanced at Lu Feng and took a step to leave, but Lu Feng stopped him and said, "Since you're already here, stay a little longer. No matter what, you're brothers. I believe that if Mr. Feng were awake now, he wouldn't want to see you two brothers like this."
These words struck a nerve with Feng Zhiyao. He sat down on a chair and rubbed his face, looking somewhat pained.
Feng Zhicheng sat silently to the side, the silence so profound you could hear a pin drop. Lu Feng looked at the two of them and sighed, saying, "Just say what's on your mind. There's nothing that can't be resolved. Just pour your heart out. If you're open with each other, you're brothers; if you're not, you're just strangers. It's no big deal."
“Brother, do you know why I hate you? Do you know how happy our family of four was before your mother came into this family? Your mother came, and you were born too, and all our happiness was shattered. I know you’ve been at home with Father these past few years, but do you know what kind of life I’ve been living all those years?”
“I’ve been trying my best to understand you. My mom often tells me that it’s an adult matter and has nothing to do with children, but I just feel that it has something to do with you. You owe me something!”
Feng Zhicheng sat there, staring straight ahead, and spoke quietly.
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