The phone on the table rang, and he answered it casually, saying, "Who is it in the middle of the night?"
"Mr. Zhang, something's happened. We're being blocked at the entrance of Jin Ding Karaoke by over a hundred people. They're saying they're going to cripple us. It's terrifying. Mr. Lu wants you to call out all the people working the night shift and bring them here in a truck."
"What?" Zhang Fengxia turned pale with fright. Despite her anger, she was still very worried when she heard that something had happened. She hurriedly said, "I know, but nothing can happen! If President Lu gets beaten up, you have to take the blame for him!"
The purchasing manager on the other end of the phone was speechless. Why should I take the blame? They want to beat up Lu Feng, what am I?
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Fengxia rushed downstairs. When the workers heard that they didn't have to come to work, the whole place erupted in cheers. When they heard that it was to support the big boss, they became even more excited.
Five trucks drove out of the warehouse, turning the quiet factory area into a noisy mess. Many people, carrying flashlights, rushed onto the trucks one after another, and then headed towards Jin Ding Karaoke in a grand procession.
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The crowd was almost pressing against Lu Feng's nose. Li Yelong, holding a baseball bat on his shoulder, asked, "Don't give me that nonsense. I'm giving you one last chance. Kneel down, kowtow, and apologize, or I'll break your legs with this bat."
The crowd was so dense that it felt oppressive and suffocating. Zhu Lidong's forehead was covered in sweat. He never imagined that following Lu Feng would lead to this kind of experience.
“I’ve made myself perfectly clear. Get your dad here. I’m a businessman, not some scoundrel. There’s no need to resort to such underhanded methods,” Lu Feng said, staring at him.
Li Yelong was completely enraged. He pointed his baseball bat at Lu Feng and shouted, "Cripple him for me!"
"Let's see who dares to cripple him!!!" A powerful female voice rang out, its penetrating force momentarily stunning everyone into not daring to make a move. They all turned to look outside, wondering who had arrived.
Zhang Fengxia, dressed in a black business suit and high heels, with a frosty expression, pushed aside the person on the outside. Hundreds of people followed behind her, carrying wrenches, iron bars, and all sorts of tools.
The crowd parted to make way for her, and Lu Feng, Zhu Lidong, and the head of the business department stared wide-eyed at her as she walked towards them. At that moment, Zhang Fengxia was incredibly cool.
"Who's this? I've never seen her before!" Zheng Shao muttered. "But she's quite pretty!"
"This is the president of Jiafeng Electronics."
Zhang Fengxia walked over and looked at Li Yelong, saying, "What are you doing? A bunch of you ganging up on a few people? Do you really think we're made of clay?"
"What use are you?"
"Look outside!"
Everyone looked outside and saw a huge crowd of people standing on the main road, causing a traffic jam. If it weren't for the fact that they didn't have cell phones, this would definitely be a trending news story.
Seeing so many people, Li Yelong, Zheng Shao, Shen Shao and their group were also taken aback. Most of their hundred or so men were thugs who had been paid to stand up for them. After all, it wouldn't take this many people to fight a few people.
Zhu Lidong and his group breathed a sigh of relief; the situation was finally under control.
"What? Getting into a group fight?" Li Yelong stared at Lu Feng and said sarcastically, "Relying on a woman to stand up for you, President Lu is indeed a hero."
Lu Feng took a step forward, put his arm around Zhang Fengxia's arm, and moved her back a little. He said, "You haven't made a move for so long, so I'll say it again: you're not qualified to be my opponent."
"Not qualified? Who do you think you are? The seven of us combined are enough to cause a major earthquake in this city!"
"That's not you, that's your father. You think you can play with me?" Lu Feng sneered and shouted, "With just a wave of my hand, this huge brawl will break out. I can take responsibility. What about you? With a wave of my hand, hundreds of millions of dollars in assets are at stake. How can you possibly withstand that?"
These words were a wake-up call. There were very few people in the entire city who were qualified to say such a thing. A net worth of hundreds of millions was no joke; it represented not only money but also considerable power!
The seven men turned pale. This was their weakness; after all, they were sons, not fathers!
Li Yelong's face turned ashen, these words struck a nerve. His expression twisted into a ferocious grimace, his fists clenched, and he growled in a low voice, "Cripple him!"
"Let's see who dares to lay a hand on me!" Another angry shout came from outside.
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