President Cui spent the entire day on the phone, constantly being bombarded with requests for things to be done, which was incredibly annoying. Liu Zhennan ignored him completely and simply told the media that he was drunk and still sleeping.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Zhennan sat on the sofa looking at the newspaper in front of him. He had read it countless times, wishing he could peel back every single word to see it clearly.
The phone on the coffee table rang.
"Hello, this is Liu Zhennan."
"Mr. Liu, I heard something happened?" The person on the other end of the phone spoke with a Hong Kong accent.
"Yeah, here comes a troublemaker, but I think he's a gun."
"So do you think it's possible to do it? Don't always make things like this. Where did all that information come from? Someone's going to have trouble sleeping tonight. We need to make money more securely!"
"Don't worry, I'll take care of this person!"
"Keep it clean, don't let anything else happen, understand?"
"Don't worry."
After hanging up the phone, Liu Zhennan looked at President Cui and said, "Call him out and find a place to settle this."
"Want a piece of Hao Dongren's?"
"Forget it, that guy is a coward and won't do anything. Besides, he's the owner of Tiancheng Furniture. If something happens to him, it will attract attention."
"Alright, you can go tonight too."
Liu Zhennan nodded, stood up, and went upstairs.
Lu Feng waited all day. He knew that what he had revealed in that report had made some people uncomfortable, and it was normal for some to even have murderous thoughts.
Blocking someone's path to wealth is no less serious than killing their parents.
The phone rang, and Lu Feng stared wide-eyed, slightly flustered. He answered without saying a word, and then came President Cui's voice from the other end: "Hello, is this President Lu? It's me, Lao Cui. How about we meet up tonight to talk about dividing the lobsters? Hello... hello, can you hear me?"
Lu Feng put down the phone.
Then it rang again, and he answered it without saying a word. Three or four calls came in, all from President Cui, and he seemed to be getting a little impatient.
There was a knock on the door. Lu Feng stood up and opened it. A waiter stood in the doorway and said, "Sir, you are the owner of Jiamei Foods, and your surname is Lu, right?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"There's a package. Someone asked me to give it to you." The person said, handing over the package, which was wrapped tightly with a thick layer of yellow tape.
"Who gave it to you?"
"I don't know, someone just gave it to me and told me to give it to you, and to ask for clarification before giving it to you."
Lu Feng nodded, looking at the package with some hesitation.
"This is none of my business, I'm leaving now. Also, could you please not tell my supervisor? I'm afraid I'll get my pay docked."
"Don't worry!" Lu Feng nodded and closed the door.
I squeezed it with my hands and found some papers inside. If I wasn't mistaken, they were probably some confidential documents. I found a pair of scissors and tore them open. Inside were some photos and a stack of documents, which recorded some bank accounts, shares, and foreign accounts. Some of the photos were party photos, and some were bedroom photos.
"Wow, these photos are rare! I wonder how many I've printed." Lu Feng picked up a photo and smiled as he looked at it; this was the one he had been waiting for.
"Liang Zhizhong!"
After glancing through the documents, I put them in my bag and picked up the phone to call Mr. Cui.
"Hello, is this Mr. Lu?"
"It's me. Why didn't you say anything when you called?" Lu Feng scolded.
"I did speak, my throat is almost hoarse from shouting."
"Then there's something wrong with the phone. What's wrong?"
"Here's the thing, we back down. Let's be frank. You don't need to associate with those reporters. We'll give you what you want. To show our sincerity, let's talk face to face, okay?"
"Can!"
"This isn't something too many people should know. You'd better handle it yourself, okay?"
"How about this, I'll bring one person, a woman, is that alright?"
"Okay, okay, that activity center is just a short drive along the main road, about ten minutes away. There's a villa area called Royal Garden Villa Area."
"I understand. See you tonight."
After hanging up the phone, President Cui clapped his hands with a big smile. It was the first time he had seen someone so easy to handle. They were so damn cooperative.
Lu Feng hung up the phone and took a shower. At five o'clock in the afternoon, he knocked on Zhang Fengxia's door.
"What's going on?" Zhang Fengxia asked, opening the door in confusion.
"Let's eat. We have work to do tonight, it'll be quite tiring." Lu Feng raised an eyebrow at her.
"Are you sick in the head? Saying such vulgar things to me, you're a married man!" Zhang Fengxia shouted.
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