Feng Zhiyao's thinking was simple. Although he looked down on someone like Tang Zhongren, he was still happy to use him to embarrass Lu Feng.
In his mind, Lu Feng was a despicable person, someone who relied on flattery and sycophancy to get close to his father and gain benefits, and he had always looked down on such people.
Looking at that young face, Lu Feng's thoughts were written all over his face. He secretly smiled and said, "If you want to go, I can go with you."
“Come with me? If you get beaten up, don’t blame me, and don’t expect me to stand up for you. I’m not familiar with Tang Zhongren.” Feng Zhiyao sat down and said, “Of course, if you’re a coward, don’t use me as an excuse.”
Lu Feng stood up and walked into the house.
Feng Zhiyao thought he had really backed down, and hurriedly said, "What? You're such a coward. Didn't you say you were so great, that you could do it on the mainland, but you can't do it here?"
Lu Feng stopped and chuckled, "I'm going to change my clothes for the beach party!"
A dozen minutes later, Lu Feng changed into shorts. All the security personnel at the door were ready, and he left the house surrounded by the crowd.
"Would you like to ride in my car?" Feng Zhiyao asked.
“No need, this sports car isn’t comfortable. Take my seat.” Lu Feng pointed to a van next to him.
"You ride in this kind of car just to get closer to my dad's generation, right? I studied psychology in college, and your little tricks are nothing to me!"
As Feng Zhiyao spoke, he got into the car. He was arrogant and thought Lu Feng's tricks were nothing to him. Tonight, he wanted to see how Lu Feng would make a fool of himself and tear off his last thin layer of clothing.
In his eyes, Lu Feng was the kind of person who disguised himself as a businessman to get close to high-end entrepreneurs. For such a person to encounter Tang Zhongren was like a scholar meeting a soldier.
Lu Feng got into the car, and Sister Wu followed closely behind. She sat down next to him and quietly observed him. When she felt it was time to speak, she said, "Mr. Lu, a friend of mine is very interested in you."
"Whose work have you taken this time?" Lu Feng asked expressionlessly. "Aren't you working for me?"
“No, he’s not taking money. He’s in the film and entertainment business and is a big boss here. He has many celebrities under his wing, and he has a wider network of connections, knowing many big bosses. My idea is that we can use his connections to find a few more companies,” Sister Wu coaxed.
Lu Feng knew that the plan he had discussed last night had a high chance of failing. The people he had talked to on the phone today all seemed hesitant. It mainly depended on Mr. Feng's decision. If Sun Hung Kai Properties got involved, the others would definitely follow suit.
However, Mr. Feng has not yet expressed his opinion; he has only sent his son over, and his specific intentions are still unclear.
Lu Feng pondered for a while before saying, "I can see him!"
"Then I'll call him when I get there and ask him to come over," Sister Wu tentatively suggested.
Lu Feng nodded without speaking. Although the situation had improved, a bad feeling lingered in his heart; things weren't going to be so easy.
Tsim Sha Tsui is close to the sea and was one of the earliest developed seaside resort areas. It is much more expensive than other areas in Hong Kong. It is not only the financial center but also a gathering place for the wealthy. As for Mong Kok and Kowloon, they are more frequented by hoodlums, especially now.
Tables and chairs were set up on the soft sand, and the lights were dazzling. A group of girls in bikinis were laughing and playing around. Those who were too naughty were even thrown into the sea.
The villas are not far away, brightly lit, and you can go up and rest at any time.
Lu Feng parked his car on the side of the road. A group of reception staff were already prepared. They opened the car door, and Lu Feng got out, looking at the beach not far away.
Feng Zhiyao's sports car stopped in front. After getting out of the car, he listened to the lewd laughter of men and women in the distance, and a look of disgust appeared in his eyes.
In his mind, this was a waste of time, while he felt that he was a very ambitious person who wanted to surpass his father.
"Mr. Lu, this way please. Please change your clothes," the receptionist said.
"I'm going to make a phone call," Sister Wu said to the staff member. "Where's the phone?"
"Please come with me, it's inside the villa." He said, leading Sister Wu towards the villa.
Tang Zhongren, who had been chasing after the girl, stopped his playful antics and stared at Lu Feng through the dim light. His face was filled with a sinister look. He was going to take back all the humiliation he had suffered at the financial banquet that day.
"Him?"
"This kid doesn't look very old."
"Seriously? We just let this thing bully us?"
"He claims to be the richest man in China, but he doesn't seem like much!"
A tall, thin man walked over, put his arm around Tang Zhongren's shoulder, and said ingratiatingly, "Mr. Tang, don't worry, just wait and see how I get revenge for you. Will he be able to bully you in Hong Kong?"
Lu Feng changed into beach clothes, and when the staff offered Li Fang a bikini, she refused, saying that she was a proper accountant who earned her money through her work, not someone who pleased the boss.
A group of people walked towards the beach. Tang Zhongren had his arm around a girl, followed by a group of second-generation rich kids. The two groups seemed to be at odds with each other.
Tang Zhongren walked over, leaned against the girl, and stared at Lu Feng with a forced smile, saying, "Welcome, Mr. Lu. This private beach is truly an honor. You were quite the star at the financial banquet the other day. I heard Mr. Feng thinks highly of you."
Feng Zhiyao was a little annoyed. He could talk about him, but he couldn't talk about his father.
"Tang Zhongren, do you have a problem with my family?" Feng Zhiyao asked bluntly.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare!" Tang Zhongren said with a grin. "My admiration for Mr. Feng is like a surging river, never-ending. Not to mention me, even my father feels the same way. It's just that Mr. Feng is getting old and inevitably makes mistakes, investing in some swindlers and suffering losses."
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