Inside the meeting room, Feng Zhixiong's face was very ugly. He lit a cigarette and said, "I'm afraid this was all Lu Feng's doing behind the scenes. I don't like that guy."
“Whether it’s doing business or being a person, you have to have your own set of methods. If you’re not capable, then you’re not capable.” Li Zhaoji stood up and said, “Since you don’t like him, then let him go. You don’t know your father’s situation right now. If he passes away in the next couple of days, then you’ll really be in a passive position.”
After Li Zhaoji finished speaking, he walked out. Inside the conference room, Feng Zhixiong's expression darkened, as if he had made up his mind. He took out his phone and made a call.
"Find me a few people to deal with someone named Lu Feng..." After hanging up the phone, Feng Zhixiong made another call, asking the media to intervene. Since this matter couldn't be handled properly, then let's air our dirty laundry in public.
In the evening, Lu Feng had dinner at the Feng family mansion. At the dinner table, Feng Zhiyao called a lawyer and personally wrote an authorization agreement, transferring all his rights in the will to Feng Zhicheng. He was completely open to his prodigal brother who had turned over a new leaf, and this openness was tinged with a childlike stubbornness.
He said it more than once during the meal: he wanted to make his elder brother suffer, and that good people in this world should be rewarded.
Feng Zhicheng was deeply moved when he saw the transfer document. He hugged his younger brother and poured out his heart to him, repeatedly saying "our Feng family," as if the Feng family had become a whole at that moment.
After the meal, Lu Feng didn't linger and got up to say goodbye. The Feng brothers saw Lu Feng to the door, and Feng Zhicheng said, "I see that Zhiyao has been working too hard lately, so he can rest at home and take care of Dad. Tomorrow I will go to the company to check on things with Zhenkun, so that the company's senior management won't be won over by Li Zhaoji."
"It's good that someone's holding things up. I'm leaving now." Lu Feng waved to the two of them and got into the car.
The car sped off, heading straight for Su Yourong's residence. After driving a few kilometers, Lu Feng suddenly felt someone following him. He immediately became alert. As soon as the green light turned on, he stepped on the gas and sped off. Unfortunately, the next intersection was a red light. The car behind him stopped beside him, and five or six men wearing helmets got out and started banging on the car windows.
"Get off the bus! I'll fucking swear, get off the bus!!"
"Are you getting out of the car or not? I'm going to smash your car window!"
Lu Feng rolled down the car window a little and asked the group, "What's up?"
"You almost hit my car! Get out of your car!"
Lu Feng was certain he hadn't bumped into anyone's car. These people were all wearing helmets, so he couldn't see their faces, and they were holding baseball bats. It seemed like they had come prepared, so he quickly rolled up his car window.
Seeing Lu Feng's wariness, the man in the lead swung his stick and smashed it directly against the side window of the car without saying a word.
At that moment, Lu Feng didn't care about the traffic lights and sped off. He hadn't gone far when the other car pulled up beside him, rolled down its window, and shouted at Lu Feng, "I know you, Lu Feng. Get out of Hong Kong right now, or I'll kill you!"
Lu Feng drove around in a maze of turns until he finally shook off the group and arrived at Su Yourong's building. He got out of the car, carefully checked the surroundings to make sure it was safe, and then jogged upstairs.
Su Yourong had already returned. Seeing the urgency on his face, she asked, "What's wrong?"
"I was harassed by some thugs on the way." Lu Feng took off his coat and threw it aside. He sat down and thought for a moment before saying, "It's very likely that it was done by Feng Zhicheng or Li Zhaoji. By the way, your car window was also smashed."
"It's good that everyone's alright!" Su Yourong felt a little scared after hearing what he said, and analyzed, "It shouldn't be Li Zhaoji. He wouldn't do something like this for Feng Zhixiong. Did you anger him today?"
"The Feng family's matter has been settled, right? Feng Zhiyao has handed over the management of the company to Feng Zhicheng, and the contract was signed today."
"So fast?" Su Yourong was also surprised and said in astonishment, "Is Feng Zhiyao brainless? He handed over hundreds of billions of dollars in inheritance in just a few days. How naive is he? This is hundreds of billions, not just a few dollars!"
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