"You mean that richest man in mainland China? I think he's not the same kind of person as Zhiyao. He's too much of a gangster, while Zhiyao is a scholar," the butler Zhenkun analyzed.
"The spirit of the underworld? Isn't business just like the underworld? You should know what Hong Kong was like when I started my business. Fighting and killing were commonplace back then!" Mr. Feng stared at Zhenkun and said.
Zhenkun recalled those days with a touch of emotion, saying, "Times have changed."
"What's different from before is that we've risen too high. The people around us are all refined and polite. I've read Lu Feng's profile; he's a ruthless and ambitious man. The mainland market is vast, and he's bound to achieve great things in the future." Mr. Feng's words were full of praise.
Zhenkun hadn't heard him praise anyone in a long time. The last time he praised someone was Li Ka-shing, who was younger than him. In recent years, Li Ka-shing had also been doing very well.
"But he has made too many enemies, and he is too flamboyant. He is unwilling to play both sides, and tonight Chen's Capital publicly blacklisted him again." Zhenkun has been by Mr. Feng's side for many years. He is not only a butler but also a senior executive of the company. He understands Mr. Feng's thoughts very well.
"You want to vote for him and give him a way out?"
“They don’t need me to provide them with a way to make a living. As far as I know, four or five companies are already preparing to invest, including some large venture capital firms on Wall Street. It’s just that these people don’t approve of such a high valuation.”
Mr. Feng picked up his teacup and took a sip. As soon as he put the cup down, Zhenkun refilled it with tea.
“I’m competing with these companies. I don’t know why that woman Chen Laoba is trying to block Lu Feng, but I know she can’t block him. I think those companies will invest together to reduce the risk. Since they see I’m not making an offer, they won’t make an offer either!”
"Then let's take another look!" Zhenkun said with concern, "Please don't stay in the study, go back to your bedroom, it's already very late."
Mr. Feng nodded, stood up and said, "If we can't temper Zhiyao's arrogance, he'll suffer greatly in the future."
After saying that, he sighed, left the study, and headed towards the bedroom.
At 2 a.m., after paying bail of 50,000 yuan with Mr. Du as guarantor, Lu Feng walked out of the police station. A light drizzle was falling outside. Lu Feng stood at the door, shook hands with Mr. Du, and said, "Thank you, thank you for your trouble."
"It's alright, it's a small matter. But I think Mr. Lu should return to the mainland as soon as possible. It's not safe here. Chen's Capital blacklisted you tonight," Mr. Du advised.
"It's alright. There are so many financial companies in Hong Kong, a few more won't make a difference!" Lu Feng said casually, without any worry. The pursuit by Chen's Capital was within his expectations.
"Actually, I'm mainly worried about Tang Zhongren. You know, this place isn't like the mainland," Sister Wu said worriedly. "Gun control isn't strict, and it's common for gangsters to act violently and form gangs."
Lu Feng had already considered these things, otherwise he wouldn't have spent so much money hiring bodyguards. He patted President Du on the shoulder and said, "Thank you again. I'll treat you to dinner when I'm done with this busy period."
"There's no need for a meal. I've heard that Mr. Feng admires you. You can bring me along next time we meet!" President Du stated his purpose very directly.
"No problem, Mr. Du. If you're interested in investing, you can contact me, or other venture capitalists. I can introduce you to them. I won't let you lose money on this investment!"
"If I had money, I would definitely invest in you first."
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Lu Feng got into the car. Li Fang sat beside him, looking somewhat haggard. Ever since Lu Feng arrived, she hadn't had a single day of peace.
It wasn't that the work was tiring, but rather that Lu Feng was acting like a big kid.
As the car sped toward the villa, Li Fang couldn't help but say, "President Lu, our chances of getting financing are very slim right now. Most of the financial industry in Hong Kong is blacklisting us."
"Great news!" Lu Feng leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest.
Good news?
"If financial institutions aren't optimistic, how can that be a good thing?"
"Sometimes the world is divided into two factions: your friends and your enemies. When all your enemies stand up, what's left are your friends? Now, apart from those companies, everything else is open to discussion."
Li Fang thought about it for a moment and felt that there seemed to be some truth to it.
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