The following day, news spread like wildfire across several northern provinces, with a deluge of reports about Jiaming Foods. Many news outlets focused on whether Lu Feng had lost control, Gao Zhiwei had been dismissed, and whether the cooperation with Wahaha could continue.
Around noon, as the plane landed, Lu Feng returned after almost half a year. The airport entrance was crowded with reporters, and the news about Jiaming Foods was definitely the hottest topic.
Although he didn't leave through the main gate, he was still stopped by reporters. Dozens of people surrounded him, and for the first time, Lu Feng felt the helplessness of a celebrity. Flashes were going off in front of him, and Lu Feng kept trying to shield his eyes with his hands.
"Make way, you're blocking the road!"
"Is it true that Jiaming Foods' latest financing was a setup? I heard that the financing plan is based on the one from April of this year? You didn't review it yourself?"
"There are rumors that you're leaving to invest in the electronics industry, which has caused dissatisfaction among management. Is that true?"
"Can you contact Gao Zhiwei and his associates now? Were you scammed by these professional managers?"
Is it true that you've fallen out with senior management?
Lu Feng was overwhelmed by all the questions. Without saying a word, he pushed through the crowd and left. Amidst gasps of surprise, several female reporters were pushed to the ground. Someone took photos, intending to use this as news.
Lu Feng got into the car, and sitting in the back seat, his ears were still ringing. He took a deep breath and said, "Don't make me go to the front of the stage again. I can't stand it."
“The business owner always has to step in!” Zhang Fengxia said.
"Go ahead, you can give interviews whenever you need to." Lu Feng waved his hand helplessly.
When the car arrived at Tianyue Hotel, Lu Feng booked a few rooms and arranged for Su Yourong, Zhang Fengxia, and several staff members to go downstairs. Then he called Gao Zhiwei and asked him to come over.
Inside the private room, Lu Feng ordered dishes, while the lobby manager next to him beamed and kept saying how much he missed him, as if he missed his own man.
"That's all for now. Don't keep thinking about me, it'll give people the wrong idea. I noticed Xiaoya isn't at the door anymore? Did she quit?" Lu Feng asked casually.
"Mr. Lu, you're always thinking about Xiaoya. I'm off today. I'll invite Xiaoya over for a meal when I have time. It's on me."
"No way, I'm afraid my wife will scratch me when I get home," Lu Feng joked.
After the lobby manager left, Su Yourong said, "It seems you eat here often?"
"Regular customer, this is the only big hotel in our city. It's a small place, so please don't mind, Mr. Su."
"How could that be? It does have a unique local culture and customs."
If she hadn't been familiar with Lu Feng, Su Yourong would never have imagined that such a dilapidated city could produce a talent like Lu Feng and build Jiaming Foods into such a large company.
A few minutes later, Gao Zhiwei pushed open the door and walked in. His face was pale and his eyes were dark, clearly indicating that he hadn't rested well. He looked at Lu Feng as soon as he entered the room.
"What are you standing there for? Sit down!" Lu Feng said.
Gao Zhiwei sat down and was about to speak when Lu Feng spoke first: "This is President Su, the one you introduced to me. Just like you said, he's got a really great figure."
"Hello, Mr. Gao!" Su Yourong stood up and extended her hand.
Gao Zhiwei gave a perfunctory handshake; he had no interest in that right now. As for not knowing Su Yourong at all, they were just introduced by someone.
"Is the factory in full production now?"
"Production is proceeding as usual. I heard that an audit team has come and dug up all the financial records. That General Manager Liu said he's going to send you to jail, and you won't be able to keep your 30% stake."
Lu Feng nodded and asked, "Where's Da Tou?"
"Huh?" Gao Zhiwei really didn't understand. With things so urgent, how come he wasn't panicking at all?
“I said, Da Tou hasn’t come back yet. He owns five percent of the shares.”
“Big Head, he called me this morning and said he’d be driving back soon. Mr. Lu, what I’m thinking is to send Mr. Du to Hong Kong to cancel the contract before the money is transferred. I asked the Hong Kong Stock Exchange, and the process is very complicated; it will take at least half a month.”
“It’s no big deal to go through all this trouble in a few days. Just page Da Tou and tell him to come over. It’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other,” Lu Feng said calmly.
Gao Zhiwei could only nod.
Zhang Fengxia sat there and asked, "Then what should we do?"
"What do we do?" Lu Feng leaned back in his chair, a roguish look on his face, and glanced at Su Yourong, saying, "Do you know what a local bully is?"
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