"It seems you've already prepared everything; you're just being polite to me for the sake of it."
“Even if you’re just being polite, it’s all about social etiquette. What kind of business does Mr. Liu run?” Lu Feng asked casually.
"I work in finance."
"You're in finance and you actually think highly of someone like me who works in manufacturing? You overestimate me. With that kind of energy, you could make more money by looking at NASDAQ a couple of times."
“The financial industry is tough, and I’d like to invest in something stable. Mr. Lu’s company has a very promising future with significant growth potential in the next few years. Perhaps our differing philosophies have led to this situation. What do you think?” Mr. Liu asked.
"Is it a clash of philosophies? Or are we doing completely different kinds of business? I don't want to pry with you here. Let me tell you straight, this is my territory. You can't handle me. Besides, what you did was flawed. Get out of here now. If you piss me off, I'll break your legs. I know who you work for," Lu Feng said, staring at him.
Mr. Liu was a little flustered by his gaze, but he quickly calmed down and was secretly surprised. Was this a young man in his twenties?
"Since Mr. Lu has been so direct, I'll be blunt too. I want the right to use the factory. You certainly have the ability to do so, but the evidence against you for embezzling funds is conclusive. I might not be able to win against you here, but what if I go somewhere else? Do you want to go to jail? Also, I'd like to hear from Mr. Lu who I'm working for?"
"How would I know who you work for? What do you need a factory for? Aren't you in finance?"
"That's right, with the financial sector in a slump, we need to invest in the real economy!"
The two stared at each other, as if trying to read something from each other's faces. The atmosphere in the private room was tense. A knock on the door broke the tension, and a waiter came in and said, "Bring the dishes."
Once the food was served, Lu Feng picked up his chopsticks and said, "Don't be shy, eat up. I don't accept the proposal that President Liu gave me."
"It seems Mr. Lu has chosen to go to jail."
“If you have the evidence, I’ll admit it. Don’t try to scare me. Just make sure I pay back the money and a fine, and it’ll be a suspended sentence.” Lu Feng said while eating, “These days, who doesn’t have a suspended sentence when they’re doing business? It doesn’t matter if it’s suspended again.”
Mr. Liu's face darkened. What he feared most was someone like Lu Feng, who was stubborn and unyielding. Could he sue Lu Feng in another province? Of course he could. He had also discovered some loopholes in the accounts. If things started to escalate, it would be very troublesome.
Seeing the awkwardness on his face, Lu Feng smiled and said, "I know the domestic business environment better than you do. How many legitimate businessmen are there in the whole country? With all the necessary permits and everything legal and compliant? Can you even count them? Let me tell you, we're in the darkness before dawn. Which businessman doesn't have one foot in jail? Some have both."
"Mr. Lu seems quite pessimistic about his future?"
"I'm just summarizing the current situation. I won't be in any trouble. There will always be waves in the business world. When the waves are surging, the small boats will be the first to capsize. My boat is big enough!"
"Mr. Lu, you are so young, yet you own such a large ship. I've never seen anything like it!"
The meal lasted two hours. Lu Feng only told President Liu one reality: messing around on his own turf wouldn't amount to much. At most, it would just make things a bit chaotic for Jiaming Foods, possibly causing a temporary production halt and potentially impacting the market.
However, the path of shaking Lu Feng is not feasible. He can give up control of Jiaming Foods and hand it over to people like Gao Zhiwei and Du Qifeng to run. If he needs money, he may even completely give up his shares in Jiaming Foods.
Trying to snatch it from him?
I'm getting a bit daydreaming.
When Jiang Xiaoyan got home around 10 p.m., Duoduo was already asleep. She sat on the sofa in a daze, and the TV screen was full of static.
Lu Feng reached out and turned off the TV. She was startled and, seeing Lu Feng, said, "You're back?"
"What's wrong with you? Why aren't you sleeping and you're just sitting here having a fit?" Lu Feng asked.
"I heard today that something big happened at the factory, it's very dangerous!"
"You're only finding out now?" Lu Feng sat down and said, "It's a small problem, I'll handle it. You smell nice, did you take a shower?"
Are you still going south?
"Come here, give me a kiss," Lu Feng said, putting his arm around her.
"Can't we chat for a bit?"
"You smell so good, I don't feel like having a heart-to-heart talk with you. Duoduo is asleep, let's take advantage of this little bit of time." As he spoke, Lu Feng pressed her down onto the sofa.
"I'm here!" Jiang Xiaoyan let him do whatever he wanted.
A few minutes later, Lu Feng sat up and said, "Let's have a heart-to-heart talk."
Jiang Xiaoyan chuckled at his unhappy expression, then playfully slapped him, saying, "How can a big boss like you be so unserious?"
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