General Manager Du, Sister Wu, and Li Fang were dumbfounded. They never dreamed that Lu Feng, a well-dressed boss sitting in his office, could be so fierce when he started fighting.
Feng Zhiyao, on the other hand, gave a disdainful laugh, as if he had seen through what kind of person you were all along.
The bodyguards were stunned for a moment before they reacted and rushed forward to surround Lu Feng. Tang Zhongren's bodyguards also arrived.
Seven or eight rich young men got up from the ground, their faces full of anger. They had always been the ones beating others since they were young, and today they had been beaten up by someone from the mainland. They simply couldn't swallow this insult.
"Beat them!!"
Tang Zhongren covered his head with his hands, his eyes filled with rage and a hint of madness, and shouted, "Beat him to death! If he dies, it's on me!"
A group of bodyguards rushed forward, while Lu Feng retreated, with another group of bodyguards blocking his way. It looked like a brawl was about to break out.
Mr. Du felt wronged. He had paid money to get to know Lu Feng and Feng Zhiyao, but they started fighting before they could even exchange a few words. If Bai Ping had been beaten up for no reason, he would have felt more wronged than Dou E.
"Don't fight! Let's talk this out!" Mr. Du ran back several steps, and seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, he shouted to a waiter next to him, "Call the police! Call the police now!"
Both groups of bodyguards were facing off against each other. Everyone was just out to make money, and no one wanted to actually fight to the death. They just shoved each other.
Within minutes, two police cars sped over, and four or five officers got out. They looked Tang Zhongren up and down and said, "Mr. Tang Zhongren? What happened here? Someone called the police about a group fight."
"A group fight? Which eye of yours saw that? Damn it, someone else clearly hit me! What are you doing here, you mainland guy, coming here to beat people up?!"
Tang Zhongren pointed at Lu Feng and shouted hysterically.
The police officer looked at Lu Feng, walked over, and said directly, "Sir, please come with us. Someone is accusing you of assaulting someone. You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say..."
"Stop, stop, stop! I'm tired of hearing that line in Hong Kong dramas. I'm going with you!" Lu Feng interrupted him directly, turned around and gave Li Fang a few instructions, then got into the car with the police.
Li Fang didn't know anyone here, so she looked around and then looked at Sister Wu and said, "Ms. Wu, do you know any companies? Could you arrange bail? We'll pay the bail."
Sister Wu nodded and looked at President Du.
Mr. Du cursed inwardly, wondering what he had come here for, having accomplished nothing and now having to bail Lu Feng out.
Sister Wu sensed that he seemed somewhat unwilling, and then looked at Feng Zhiyao.
Feng Zhiyao chuckled and said, "I'm not going to act as a guarantor for that kind of person. The richest man in mainland China would be ashamed to fight. I'm not familiar with people like that."
Sister Wu walked up to President Du and whispered, "President Du, it's not a big deal. It's just a guarantee. It's a good opportunity to get closer to President Lu. You don't need to pay my referral fee. We're all friends. We'll get to know each other better after a few times!"
"Alright, alright, I'll call my lawyer." Mr. Du nodded in agreement.
.................
Hong Kong was anything but peaceful that night, with one bombshell after another. Mr. Chen of Chen's Capital held a banquet and officially came out as gay, leaving everyone speechless. He then announced that Chen's Capital would refuse to provide financing for Jiafeng Electronics, and any company that did business with Chen's Capital that provided financing for Jiafeng Electronics would have all its business cut off.
Immediately afterward, the richest man in mainland China beat up a dozen young men, led by Tang Zhongren, at a beach banquet. Suddenly, no one in the financial world talked about finance anymore, and all sorts of gossip flew around.
In the study, Mr. Feng changed into a bathrobe, made himself a cup of tea, and after taking a sip of food, felt his blood pressure was much better. He then asked Feng Zhiyao, who was standing beside him, "How did they end up fighting?"
“It’s normal for someone like him to fight, Dad. I don’t think it would do me any good to know someone like that,” Feng Zhiyao said seriously.
"One person against more than a dozen people?" Mr. Feng was somewhat skeptical, saying, "Even Tang Zhongren, who is tall and strong, can't do it!"
Feng Zhiyao was speechless when he heard this. In his mind, his father had always been a very high-class person, and had nothing to do with the kind of hooligans who got into fights.
“He really did take on more than a dozen people by himself. You can tell he’s a frequent fighter. Dad, Chen’s Capital has announced a blacklist against him, and now he’s offended Tang Zhongren and his group. There aren’t many people left who can fund him. This kind of person is useless!”
Mr. Feng looked at his youngest son. He had read too much and couldn't let go of his airs. The essence of business is buying and selling; everything else is just a means. Putting himself too high and being out of touch with reality will cause problems.
"Do you think he can still get funding?" Mr. Feng asked.
"It's impossible!" Feng Zhiyao said decisively. "Unless you invest, with its current valuation, it's absolutely impossible for it to successfully raise funds."
"I also think it's a bit expensive. It's getting late, you should go back and rest."
Feng Zhiyao stood up, said goodnight in English, and left the room. Mr. Feng sat there alone, looking at his teacup, seemingly lost in thought. He reached for the phone next to him and dialed the internal number.
"Zhenkun, come to the study and have a chat with me."
A few minutes later, a man in his fifties or sixties walked in. Seeing Mr. Feng sitting there, he hurriedly said, "You haven't rested yet? It's getting chilly, don't catch a cold."
"It's nothing, it's just that I feel Zhiyao is too ambitious, but he doesn't actually have much ability. He looks down on this and that," Mr. Feng murmured.
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