"It seems President Lu is quite dissatisfied with me?" Feng Zhicheng glanced at Feng Zhiyao and said, "You should replace me and bring Zhiyao up."
“That’s not quite right. You’re in charge of your own family matters; no one can interfere,” Su Yourong said from the side.
“If Brother Feng could control this, that would be great. He could just say a word and get fairness. Why would I have to go through all this trouble?” Feng Zhiyao also spoke up, turning to Feng Zhicheng and saying, “You don’t need to do this. I’m here today to ask you one thing: can you give back what belongs to me?”
Feng Zhicheng chuckled upon hearing this, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and looked at Lu Feng and Su Yourong, asking, "What? You two both want to stand up for him?"
"I'm just here to watch the fun," Su Yourong said casually, leaning against the wall.
Lu Feng looked at him without saying a word.
"Do you really think I'm made of clay? Just because I don't get angry doesn't mean I have no temper. I've already said it's my family matter, why are you still interfering? Mr. Lu, you're overstepping your bounds. I'd better mind your own business first." Feng Zhicheng exhaled a puff of smoke and stared at Lu Feng, asking, "If I remember correctly, you have a warrant on your head."
"What do you mean by that? Did John contact you to get me?" Lu Feng was very skeptical.
"Get you? No way? Who do you think you are?" Feng Zhicheng pointed at Lu Feng and shouted, "You're just a dog of the Schroder Group. Pointing fingers at me like that, I might as well tell you, today is the day to arrest you, you fraudster!"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of Lu Feng and the other two changed. Lu Feng felt a sense of foreboding, realizing that they actually dared to make a move, indicating that they intended to completely break off relations.
Several police officers who came with Feng Zhicheng pushed open the door and walked in. The one in the lead was a man in his thirties. He looked Lu Feng up and down and said, "Mr. Lu, we hope you won't make things too difficult for us. Otherwise, you'll lose your composure."
"Even if it's a summons, there should be a summons warrant, right?" Lu Feng asked.
The officer took a document from the person behind him, showed it to Lu Feng for a few seconds, and then took it away, saying, "Let's go!"
Now that things have come to this, any further struggle would only make him look undignified and serve no purpose. Lu Feng stood up and straightened his clothes.
“President Lu, when you see the light of day again, I’m afraid everything will have changed beyond recognition. It’s a sad and lamentable thought,” Feng Zhicheng said, sitting there.
Feng Zhiyao was starting to panic. If Lu Feng were arrested, he would be finished. Feng Zhiyao hurriedly looked at Su Yourong beside him, hoping she could use her connections to get Lu Feng out.
Su Yourong didn't speak, she just sat there silently, as if the events in this room had nothing to do with her.
Lu Feng was taken away in a police car. Feng Zhicheng looked at Feng Zhiyao and couldn't help but smile. He stood up and said, "You really think money can do everything in this world? Don't dream. Money grows with power. To run a business, you need a powerful backer. Your backer is too weak. President Su, how about we have some tea sometime? I'm off!"
After Feng Zhicheng left, Feng Zhiyao looked at Su Yourong and questioned her, "Why didn't you say anything just now?"
"What's the point of my words?" Su Yourong spread her hands and said, "I don't know those police officers. Are you suggesting I tell them, 'I'll play with you, and you'll let him go'?"
Feng Zhiyao sat there with a bitter expression. This time, he was completely finished. He had enjoyed the good fortune of the first half of his life, and now he was destined to suffer for the second half.
"Stop looking so gloomy, let's go back!" Su Yourong stood up, grabbed her bag, and walked out.
He first threw Feng Zhiyao back into the villa, then sat in his car and made more than a dozen phone calls, contacting people everywhere.
At two o'clock in the morning, Su Yourong parked her car downstairs at the police station and went upstairs. In the office, a man in his forties was sitting there smoking. He looked at Su Yourong and said, "President Su, this matter is very risky for me. You should know that he is a wanted criminal in the UK."
"Don't give me that crap. We already agreed on the price before we came. If you keep bringing this up, I'll give you a red envelope." Su Yourong said to the director opposite her, "The British will be gone next year, but you won't be able to leave. It's like you're helping your own people. You've done a good deed."
P.S.: I've finally recovered a bit. Everyone still needs to be careful and avoid getting positive for as long as possible. This thing is like putting a super weak spell on you.
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