"I think it might be because the commotion was too big. Think about it, three foreign women! But compared to that, what's going on with President Lu and Feng Zhiyao's relationship?" The female host said with a gossipy look, "President Lu is really having it both ways!"
The TV presenters chatted with smiles on their faces, but Feng Zhicheng, watching from the TV, couldn't laugh at all. He really couldn't understand why Lu Feng would go out to play at a time like this? And why would he get arrested?
Feng Zhicheng quickly realized that the paparazzi from last night had definitely been caught, which was why Lu Feng had taken this action. Although it had shifted public opinion, there wasn't much material to dig deeper into, and gossip reporters wouldn't pursue it further.
"Hold!!"
Feng Zhicheng cursed angrily and kicked the coffee table, his whole body radiating rage.
Lu Feng arrived at the villa at 10 a.m., where Feng Zhiyao was already waiting. As Lu Feng entered, he said to Feng Zhiyao, "There's a press conference in half an hour. If we don't receive a court hearing notice soon, we'll cancel it and announce that your father is seriously ill."
"Okay, thanks for your hard work, Brother Feng."
"It's just a little hardship. After all, we've known each other for so long. It's nothing for you to suffer a little for me." Lu Feng patted his shoulder and said, "Go change your clothes."
The two got into the car a dozen minutes later and headed straight for the press conference. They did not receive any news from the court until the conference started.
Facing a team of dozens of reporters, Feng Zhiyao berated Feng Zhicheng, then talked about Mr. Feng's illness, showed the reporters a copy of the will, and concluded by praising the rule of law in Hong Kong, hoping that the law would protect his property and also punish his unfilial son.
Whether Hong Kong still has laws has once again sparked public debate. Chris Patten's phone has been ringing off the hook, but he won't answer. He only sends a few henchmen to give him a few perfunctory replies, saying not to believe one side of the story and that they will provide a fair answer, etc.
In the afternoon, Feng Zhiyao announced the withdrawal of the lawsuit and stated that Mr. Feng's condition had worsened and he had entered the emergency treatment stage.
Feng Zhicheng received one phone call after another, each message causing him immense pain. He called Peng Dingkang, who initially answered but later became unreachable.
Frustrated, Feng Zhicheng had no choice but to call John. It was already midnight in London, and John was thoroughly annoyed by him. After answering the phone, Feng Zhicheng explained the situation and asked for help. He also stated that if he could gain control of Sun Hung Kai Properties, he would provide John with a profit of no less than one billion over the next five years.
"Ten billion? Even if you give me a hundred billion now, it won't do any good. The decision isn't in our hands. What time is it now? Go to the mainland and see. There are countdowns in the squares there. They just want to resolve this through legal means. Do you believe that if we make a statement or intervene here, there will be immediate action over there?"
"And then what? A crisis? Or a war? Besides, this was clearly all planned, one thing leading to another. Your father's condition was so cooperative; he immediately became seriously ill after the lawsuit was withdrawn?"
"Time is too tight, there's no room for maneuver, relationships are too strained, and the timing is too sensitive. This is a blitzkrieg. Don't you understand?"
John berated Feng Zhicheng over the phone and then warned him not to call again and disturb his sleep.
Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Feng Zhicheng casually threw the phone on the ground. He was unwilling, but now no one cared about him anymore. It was like a check; it was exciting at first, but when he found out it couldn't be cashed, it was too hard to even use to wipe his butt.
At 8 p.m., Fung Chi-yiu contacted several media outlets to officially announce the passing of Mr. Fung, the founder of Sun Hung Kai Properties, marking the fall of a financial tycoon.
This news is absolutely explosive for the media. From the exposure of the Feng family's feud to now, everything has happened so fast that it feels unreal.
That night, Feng Zhiyao returned to the old house with his men, smashed all the locks, hired a large number of security personnel to guard the doors, and began setting up the mourning hall overnight.
Even if Feng Zhicheng wanted to stop Feng Zhiyao from returning to the old house, now that Mr. Feng had passed away, he had no reason to stop him. Many people stayed up all night. The sky was already turning light, and there was white mourning all around, but no crying could be heard. Feng Zhiyao just sat silently in the courtyard, a cigarette between his fingers.
It was eerily quiet, the stillness before dawn!
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