After a long exchange of pleasantries, Mr. Ye handed over his business card, indicating that he hoped to cooperate in the future and that he would be willing to help Lu Feng if he encountered any trouble in the underworld. Of course, he also hoped to help each other in the official world.
Lu Feng gave a few repetitive remarks and walked out. Everyone present knew that the CEO of Jiaming Foods had a conflict with someone in the Monopoly game, and it was estimated that the news would spread throughout the local business community by tomorrow.
"Who is the owner of Jiaming Foods? Why is it that even Brother Qiang has to back down?"
"I don't know. Although he's not from around here, Brother Qiang kills people like it's nothing. He's just a rich man."
"Hmph, brother, Brother Qiang isn't afraid of rich people, he's afraid of powerful people. One phone call from them can cripple him, understand?"
"One phone call crippled Brother Qiang? Him?"
"It seems you don't understand the power of Jiaming Foods!"
Although Qiang had heard of Jiamei Foods, he didn't know much about it. He looked at President Ye and said, "I'm only doing this to give you face. With so many people watching today, I, Cheng Huaqiang, would lose face here."
"Losing face is better than losing your life!" President Ye looked at him coldly.
"I'll lose my life? Him? He's got connections with the Municipal Public Security Bureau, huh?" Qiang Ge said dismissively.
“The Municipal Public Security Bureau? I think you should be careful, lest you run into someone and get yourself arrested. Let me tell you this, a while ago he was directly detained by a provincial official for speculation and profiteering. My information is that the provincial authorities didn’t dare to touch him, and then the higher-ups sent word that he was released.”
"What?" Qiang Ge broke out in a cold sweat, his expression filled with lingering fear. He whispered, "What kind of deity is this?"
"His factory is a get-rich-quick scheme, all of which he gets from various provinces for free. There are many rumors about it. He rarely shows his face; it's always that Boss Gao who does it. Think about it carefully." Boss Ye patted Brother Qiang and said, "Put away that old gun of yours, or you'll blow your own hair."
The more Qiang thought about it, the more frightened he became. Having reached his level, he knew one thing well: there were too many people in this world who could make him disappear from the face of the earth with just a word. It was just that he didn't have much contact with those people. When darkness fell, he was the king of these nightclubs. When daylight came, he was a rat in the sewers.
After going downstairs, Lu Feng looked at Li Shao and the others and said, "It's getting late, go home and get some sleep. Don't go out fooling around. Who goes out at night these days?"
Everyone looked at Lu Feng, unsure of what to say. Young Master Li's expression was uncertain as he looked at Lu Feng and asked, "Are you really the CEO of Jiamei Foods?"
Is this important?
"I admire you very much. Thank you for your help today. I will host a banquet for you at the Tianyue Hotel tomorrow, and my parents will thank you in person." Young Master Hong stepped forward and said some polite words, somewhat awkwardly.
"No need, everyone can go."
"How about we exchange business cards?"
Lu Feng stared coldly at him. Seeing that there was no chance, the other man turned around and left. Liu Yingying stood there without moving. Tonight must have terrified her. She probably would never come to a dance hall again.
"Thank you. The first time I saw you today, I thought you had an outstanding temperament. Are you really married?" she asked timidly.
"Yes, and my daughter is already five years old, what else could I possibly need?"
"there is none left."
"Let's go!" Lu Feng said to Han Bo, who was standing there dumbfounded. "Let's go. I'll drive home first, and then you can drive back."
Han Bo, sitting in the passenger seat, was very excited. He glanced at Lu Feng and hesitated for a long time before asking, "I heard from Zhou Jianguo that you set up a cannery. I didn't expect you to make it this big."
"Just mess around with it!"
"Can I work for you from now on? You don't need to pay me a salary, I'll drive for you," Han Bo volunteered.
"Like I said, I'm just bored today. Don't come looking for me again. If I see you at my doorstep, don't blame me for being rude. I can make a phone call. You can try if you don't believe me," Lu Feng said casually.
Han Bo had originally planned to wait for Lu Feng at his doorstep every day if he didn't agree, but after hearing this, the idea vanished instantly.
He had to admit that Lu Feng definitely had that ability.
The car stopped downstairs, and Lu Feng got out and went straight upstairs. Han Bo watched him go upstairs, sighed, and thought to himself that he had been chasing after wealth and status, never dreaming that the richest person was right next to him. Reflecting on everything that had happened today, he felt it was all absurd.
Lu Feng pushed open the door and saw Jiang Xiaoyan still sitting on the sofa, holding Duo Duo in her arms, already asleep.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"Where have you been? Another dinner party?"
"Don't even mention it. Zhou Jianguo from last year, he was one of our old friends. I ran into him recently and we went out for a day."
"You've reconnected with those people?"
Jiang Xiaoyan's voice rose several decibels, her words filled with worry. Lu Feng sat down and looked at her, saying, "Do you think it's possible?"
Jiang Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at him, and said, "Go to sleep early."
"I was thinking of just sleeping and not doing anything. I'm taking a break for a few days, but it's made me more tired than going to the factory every day," Lu Feng said as he entered the house.
With a sly smile on her face, Jiang Xiaoyan placed Duoduo on the sofa, covered her with a thin blanket, and went inside.
The next day, Lu Feng didn't wake up until late morning. He left his bedroom and sat at the dining table. He realized that he couldn't rest like this anymore, or he would die in bed.
Jiang Xiaoyan seemed to be putting all her effort into having a child. It wasn't a matter of how hard she tried. Lu Feng had read magazines like this before, and many couples who were perfectly fine couldn't conceive because they were so anxious about having a child.
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