Feng Zhiyao nodded to indicate that he understood. Lu Feng turned to Su Yourong and said, "I would also appreciate it if you could contact a few media outlets that love to stir up trouble and say something sarcastic. They like freedom of speech, right? Well then, let them have their freedom."
"You'd better hold on a little tighter. If things get out of hand, they'll grit their teeth and restrain you," Su Yourong reminded him.
“No, no, no, they wouldn’t dare. Their defeat was already sealed the moment I disembarked.” Lu Feng thought for a moment and said, “Arrange for me to go to the hospital this afternoon. Tell them I’m going to visit Mr. Feng. Mr. Feng’s funeral needs to be held as soon as possible. With such a high level of public attention, it can’t be kept a secret.”
The two agreed to Lu Feng's suggestion, had a simple lunch together, and then went about their own business.
At 2 p.m., Lu Feng stayed at the hospital for more than an hour before coming out. The area outside was already packed with reporters. As soon as Lu Feng stepped out of the hospital, he was surrounded.
"Did you see Mr. Feng? Did he say anything to you?"
“Mr. Feng’s second son, Mr. Feng Zhicheng, previously told the media that he suspected Mr. Feng had passed away. What is your opinion on this?”
"The police held a press conference this afternoon, stating that they will uphold the law impartially in your case. Do you have anything to say regarding the pyramid scheme case in London?"
Lu Feng remained unresponsive to the barrage of questions from reporters, simply standing there with a grave expression. After a long while, he finally spoke: "Mr. Feng is in very poor condition. I didn't even have a chance to speak to him. To be honest, seeing him like this is truly heartbreaking. As for Feng Zhicheng, he is a complete fraud."
"I trust the Hong Kong police. I have not committed any crime. All the accusations are baseless. This involves more than just business matters. The innocent will clear themselves. As an honest businessman, I believe everyone has a sense of justice. I also trust the Hong Kong judiciary. However, I still hope that the trial can start as soon as possible. It has been dragging on for too long. I hope that the delay is due to the large number of cases recently, rather than the manipulation by some people with ulterior motives."
Lu Feng changed the subject, focusing on Feng Zhiyao's case to gain more media exposure and escalate the matter from the realm of petty squabbles among the wealthy. This would make the issue more important to both ordinary people and high-ranking officials.
Both television and newspapers were bombarding him with news reports. Feng Zhicheng went to the company for a few hours in the morning and then returned. Even though some people in the company didn't say anything openly, they still looked at him strangely.
"What are these people doing? They agreed on something, but they haven't done anything yet, leaving Lu Feng to jump around like a clown!!" Feng Zhicheng threw the midday newspaper in his hand into the trash can.
He is very agitated right now, which is not good for him if this continues. Most importantly, he can no longer feel the power behind him.
Feng Zhicheng stood up and paced around the room. Although calling Chris Patten to urge him was not quite appropriate, it was still better than calling John directly.
The call was answered by Chris Patten's secretary, who informed Feng Zhicheng that the other party was in a meeting. Feng Zhicheng made several more calls an hour later before the call was finally answered.
"Mr. Feng, is there anything I can help you with?" The tone on the other end of the phone was rather distant.
Feng Zhicheng was taken aback by this tone and said, "What could possibly happen to me? You know we live in a lawless place. Lu Feng is swaggering around like this, what kind of behavior is he in? Besides, he escaped from prison. I think we should arrest him as soon as possible."
The person on the other end of the phone coughed twice and said, "You don't need to worry about these things."
"I'm just thinking of you. The foreign company equity thing I mentioned to you before is nothing. Several companies are going public soon, and their stocks will definitely sell well. I'll lend you some money and buy some for you then," Feng Zhicheng coaxed.
"Zhicheng, we're all on the same side, and I don't want to embarrass you. Let me put it this way: you should stay out of the limelight for now. Once things calm down, everything will be fine. Don't attract the attention of either side's superiors, or if something really happens, it's not something a small fry like Lu Feng and me can handle."
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