The two chatted quietly, and polite voices came from outside the door. They were having a lively conversation. When the door opened, Lu Feng saw four or five men, all dressed similarly. There were three men in the middle, and two or three standing on the sides with standard smiles, slightly bowing, and their eyes full of sincerity.
That state is clearly a manifestation of skill, something that ordinary people cannot achieve.
"Mr. Ren, when did you arrive?" Chen Mancang asked as he walked in.
"Mr. Chen, I just arrived!"
"You're Lu Feng from Jiaming Foods, right?"
"Yes, I am..."
"That drink last time really got me drunk."
"I told you it was fake alcohol, but you didn't believe me and even made a bet with me. You lost, didn't you?"
"I never said I was betting!"
"Look at this person, he doesn't keep his word."
Lu Feng stood there somewhat awkwardly, but he was used to it. They would ask you a question, and as soon as you answered, they would turn around and start talking about something else.
"Please sit down!"
Lu Feng sat down, focusing his attention on his nose and mind, remaining motionless, intending to finish his meal quickly and leave.
“Lu Feng, I’m the one who invited you. Let me introduce you.” The man sitting at the head of the table said, “This is Mr. Chen, the general manager of Fenglong Group. This is Mr. Ma, the branch manager of the local Agricultural Bank. And I am Mr. Huang, the general manager of this steel group.”
Lu Feng was very polite to each of them. If state-owned enterprises were considered part of the business world, these three would definitely be among the top three in the local business community.
Everyone chatted politely, even Ren Qianbo spoke his mind. The atmosphere at the dinner table was somewhat subdued. President Huang squinted at Lu Feng and asked, "Lu Feng, do you think President Ren is your match?"
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