Zhenkun took a deep breath and looked out the car window at the pitch-black darkness. He said, "Mr. Zhao, I'm afraid I'm going to get a scolding later."
"How so?" Mr. Zhao turned his head to look at Uncle Kun, who had worked hard for Sun Hung Kai for half his life.
“Feng Zhiyao probably holds a grudge against me. Although he was polite on the phone, I could feel the anger he was hiding.” Zhenkun sighed and said, “The hardest thing since ancient times has been choosing a side. It seems that no matter which side you choose, there is a 50% chance of success, but once you choose the wrong side, it is a 100% failure.”
After thinking for a moment, General Manager Zhao said, "I don't think so. Even if Feng Zhiyao wants to do whatever he wants, Lu Feng has to give in. You said it yourself, today's situation wasn't caused by Feng Zhiyao, it was all planned by Lu Feng. He's just a puppet. You also told me what kind of person Lu Feng is. This kind of person wouldn't do something like discarding someone after they've served their purpose."
Mr. Zhao's words reassured Zhenkun a lot. He was only a few years away from retirement, and in another two years he wouldn't be involved in the company's affairs much.
When the car arrived at the resort, we drove straight in. Unlike those lively gatherings, this resort was much quieter. After getting out of the car, we were led by the foreman to a pavilion halfway up the mountain. From there, we could see the entire resort and even the bustling city in the distance.
The group greeted each other from different angles, all looking rather nervous, with few smiles on their faces.
Feng Zhiyao was sitting in the lounge opposite, where he could see everything. He was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window, silently smoking, watching these people with a gloomy expression.
If Feng Zhicheng disappointed him, then these people chilled him to the bone. Many of them had watched him grow up, and Feng Zhiyao regarded them as elders. However, these kind and gentle elders in his eyes had done such a thing.
Feng Zhiyao sometimes thought he should fire them all and make them disappear from his sight, but he knew he couldn't do that.
Twenty minutes later, Lu Feng arrived late. Although Feng Zhiyao was the ostensible protagonist of the banquet, everyone knew that Lu Feng was the one who actually made the decisions.
Lu Feng got out of the car and went to the lounge to meet Feng Zhiyao. He asked, "Is everyone here?"
"Everyone should be here by now, but I haven't gone over yet."
Lu Feng nodded and invited him to come along. The atmosphere among the dozen or so people had already become lively. They were all old acquaintances and knew each other's personalities very well.
The appearance of Lu Feng and Feng Zhiyao immediately silenced the room, and everyone turned their attention to the two of them. Seeing that everyone was a little reserved, Lu Feng smiled and said, "It is truly an honor. I didn't expect to be able to gather everyone here today. This is just a gathering of friends, so please relax and tell the waiter to serve the dishes."
Before serving the dishes, Lu Feng chatted about company matters, then turned to Zhen Kun and said, "Uncle Kun, have you been busy lately? I just arrived in Hong Kong and wanted to give you a call. With all this commotion, those media outlets just write nonsense. Don't take some of their words to heart."
"It's alright, I'm a very easygoing person," Zhenkun said with a smile.
"We've served a few cold dishes first. Since everyone here is an elder, let Mr. Feng offer you a toast first." Lu Feng looked at Feng Zhiyao.
Feng Zhiyao picked up his wine glass and stood up. He looked at Zhenkun, trying his best to hide the discomfort in his eyes. Holding his glass, he said, "Uncle Kun, you've been with my dad for so many years and have worked so hard for the company. I know you're in a difficult position now that this has happened in your family, but I understand. You watched me grow up, and in my heart you will always be my Uncle Kun. I toast you!"
These words moved Zhenkun somewhat, and he hurriedly stood up, but Lu Feng pressed him down. Feng Zhiyao then toasted several other company employees, talking about things from his childhood, but the more he talked about these things, the more his heart bled.
As the food was served, the tense atmosphere at the table was completely broken. They started talking about Feng Zhiyao's childhood and then about Mr. Feng's entrepreneurship, which brought tears to Feng Zhiyao's eyes.
After several rounds of drinks and dishes, Lu Feng took a breath and looked at everyone, saying, "This meal today was not in vain. I can hear everyone's feelings for Sun Hung Kai. I believe this is the result of Mr. Fung's and everyone's hard work, and it is also a continuation of Mr. Fung's life. But what is Fung Chi-shing doing now?"
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