"Mr. Lu, there's a call for you. It's from the legal department of First Oriental Group. They say they're going to sue you!" the nanny said, holding the cordless phone.
"I'm not answering! Go ahead and sue me if you want," Lu Feng said nonchalantly.
Within half an hour, the organizers of last night's event, First Eastern Group, Nan Fung Group, and the legal department of Standard Chartered Investment all called, saying they would sue Lu Feng for talking nonsense to reporters and the media.
Meanwhile, many media outlets sensed something was amiss and called hoping to conduct an interview. Lu Feng agreed to all of them, thinking that if they were going to stir things up, they should do it in a lively and exciting way.
After lunch, Lu Feng glanced at the time and it was already 1 p.m. Some of the afternoon newspapers should have already started selling.
In the chairman's office of United Capital, Su Yourong frowned as she looked at the newspapers. The scene she imagined from these reports must have been a chaotic banquet.
Su Yourong put down her newspaper, picked up the phone, and called her assistant. A moment later, a woman in her thirties came in and said, "Ms. Su, you wanted to see me?"
"Find out information about the art gala last night for me. Also, keep an eye on Lu Feng for the next few days. You can delegate the other tasks to others," Su Yourong instructed.
"OK!"
At 2:30 p.m., Lu Feng received the press corps at the golf course. Facing the barrage of cameras and microphones, Lu Feng held a golf club and appeared quite relaxed and at ease.
"Mr. Lu, could you tell us what exactly happened last night?"
“It’s simple. I came to Hong Kong from the mainland. What am I here for? I’m here to spend money. See the house behind me? I live in a mansion that’s tens of thousands of square feet. They look down on me. A bunch of poor guys trying to show off to me. Do you think I’ll put up with that?” Lu Feng snorted and said disdainfully, “Let me tell you, in the whole of Hong Kong, there’s no one richer than me. You can’t find anyone.”
"You're so rich, when are you going to 'spin' a female celebrity?" a reporter asked, stirring up trouble.
"To be honest, I'm tired of all that, but I really like Chingmy Yau here. I'm going to invite all the female celebrities in Hong Kong to hold an exhibition with the theme of 'Children and Air.' We have to take this seriously. I'm going to settle down here, so I definitely care about Hong Kong." Lu Feng said solemnly, "We need to focus on something real, not just one gender!"
"You say you're very rich, but I heard that your company is raising funds. Many industry leaders say that you're doing this out of frustration because you couldn't raise funds yourself."
"I am indeed raising funds, but it's not because I'm short of money, it's because I'm giving them an opportunity!! Do you understand? If Li Ka-shing takes you along tomorrow, is he short of money?" Lu Feng said to the reporter, "I'm short of money? You're kidding, if they're selling their invested companies, I can pack them all up!"
Did they take action yesterday?
"Take action? They don't have the guts. Let me tell you, I've practiced martial arts in the mainland. There are only a few of them. They have no money and they can't beat them in a fight. Don't be fooled by Bright's 1.9-meter height. I can tell from his face that he has kidney deficiency! And it's a deficiency of both yin and yang." Lu Feng talked on and on to the reporter.
It can be said that he would not rest until he said something shocking.
After the reporters finished their interviews, some of the stories were broadcast on the afternoon entertainment channel of the TV station. In the evening, Chingmy Yau gave a telephone interview and said that she did not know Lu Feng, had never met him, and had never heard of him.
Friends in the entertainment industry also stepped in to help refute the rumors. Brett was so angry that he gave a phone interview and cursed Lu Feng, calling him a scoundrel and saying that he would never invest in such a person in his life and that he would definitely sue him!
The media, always eager for drama, hung up on Brett during the program and immediately called Lu Feng.
"Let him sue me. He needs to prove he's not a fraud first! I don't care about his investment. Maybe one day I'll be in a bad mood and just buy out Standard Chartered Investment. It's not that hard." Lu Feng said into the phone while sitting on the sofa. "As for Ms. Chingmy Yau, it doesn't matter. I'll just put a few hundred million into a few movies, and we'll get to know each other, right?"
The TV program ended the call with Lu Feng, then called Chen Yanhua. Chen Yanhua was already furious and blurted out, "Lu Feng! You damn bastard!!!"
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