"If you're here and I'm there, won't we be running back and forth?" Jiang Xiaoyan sighed wearily. "Since we're going to be running back and forth anyway, we might as well stay in our hometown."
“We’ll move to Shenzhen sooner or later, and the two places are much closer. It only takes a little over an hour by plane. I’ll go back whenever I have time.” Lu Feng sat down, put his arm around her shoulder, and gently comforted her.
He knew that Jiang Xiaoyan was better suited to a stable life after being tossed around in all directions these days, but there was no such thing as stability when starting a business.
"I just want to live a few days of peace and quiet." Jiang Xiaoyan stared at the man in front of her. She had hoped he would be better off without his ambition, but now she wished for him to be content with a modest life. She smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "I support you."
Lu Feng gave her a quick kiss on her lips and said, "Go to sleep early."
"Are you busy tomorrow?" Jiang Xiaoyan asked.
"I'm not busy, what's wrong?" Lu Feng asked, puzzled.
Jiang Xiaoyan reached out and lifted his clothes, whispering in his ear, "Then why go to sleep so early? If it's hard to get pregnant, you should try even harder. Don't you want a son?"
"I don't really have any obsession with my son."
"You're saying this to me, right? What's the point of earning so much money if you don't have a son?" Jiang Xiaoyan reached out and hugged Lu Feng's neck, whispering, "The doctor said last time that changing positions would make it much easier..."
The next day, Lu Feng didn't get up until late morning. Jiang Xiaoyan, wearing pajamas and with her hair casually tied up, exuded an indescribable femininity. She walked to the bedside and said, "Get up quickly."
"Passengers aren't tired, but drivers are!"
Jiang Xiaoyan blushed at his words, reached out and slapped him, scolding him playfully, "What nonsense are you talking about? Get up!"
He had just gotten up and hadn't even eaten yet when his pager went off. Without turning around, Lu Feng called out, "Duo Duo, bring Daddy's pager over here."
Duoduo ran barefoot, picked up the pager, pressed a few buttons skillfully, and called out in her childish voice, "Someone named Zhuang Yuntian wants you to call him back. He has something important to discuss with you."
Zhuang Yuntian?
Lu Feng's heart skipped a beat, but a smile appeared on his face. He could sense that good things were probably not going to happen recently. He picked up a fried dough stick, stuffed it into his mouth, and walked towards the phone.
"Hello, Mr. Zhuang, I just saw the message from the paging station."
Zhuang Yuntian's voice came from the other end of the phone: "President Lu, I've consulted with headquarters about your proposal. Anyway, headquarters thinks it's a bit risky. You can't just brush it off with some 'industrial upgrading' nonsense. Do you have any proof?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Feng's face lit up with a smile. There were countless reports from abroad about China's industrial upgrading, and all sorts of conspiracy theories. It seemed that he had been fooled as well.
To get this money, you need real skills; you need a heavyweight to testify. Lu Feng immediately thought of Huang Youwei.
Since we're all ripping people off anyway, let's just grab one and rip them off to death!
"If you don't believe me, come over here. I can take you to our dinner party. There's one rule: you can only listen and speak less. Everyone here will be a leader, understand?"
"Really?" The person on the other end of the phone became excited. If this was true, it would definitely be a profitable deal. They said excitedly, "I'll book the tickets right now and head over tonight."
"no problem!"
After hanging up the phone, Lu Feng rubbed his hands together excitedly. It was like a pillow coming to his sleepy head, a wonderful thing indeed!
Around 3 PM, Lu Feng entered the municipal building carrying a file bag. When he arrived, Huang Youwei was in a meeting. Secretary Cui came out to greet him, smiling and saying, "Mr. Lu, Happy New Year!"
"The New Year is over, Secretary Cui has gained weight?"
"Thank goodness, you're a big businessman. I still want to ask on behalf of my brother, when will the money be paid?"
Lu Feng then remembered that he hadn't paid Cui Ning yet. Over a million yuan was no small sum. After a moment's thought, he said, "Let him come over when the electronics factory officially starts production in a few days!"
"Then I'll thank you on his behalf, Mr. Lu. If you hadn't given the word, he wouldn't have been able to have a good New Year."
"What kind of talk is that? I've always been honest and upright in my dealings. What do businessmen rely on? It's nothing more than integrity!" Lu Feng said with a smile.
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