Chapter 470 Lost Ninety Yuan



Lu Feng is now the core figure of both families. Even distant relatives who haven't been in contact for many years have started to reconnect. Many relatives had a lot of grudges between them, but it seems that as Lu Feng has money, all the grudges have disappeared without a trace.

Everyone gathered together, constantly talking about how amazing Lu Feng was, saying that this kid had been destined for greatness since he was little.

Lu Feng's parents moved into a two-story villa with a very large yard. Seven or eight days before the Chinese New Year, people started coming to visit them with gifts.

When we were poor, no one came to visit. Now that we're rich, relatives come to give us gifts. It's quite a sight to see poor people giving gifts to rich people.

All sorts of annual parties were prepared at home. A Santana was parked downstairs in the villa. Lu Feng's father sat on the second floor, looking at everything downstairs, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

When relatives come to visit, whether you know them or not, they offer warm greetings and talk about friendship, reminiscing about what you did together in the past, trying to rekindle a sense of kinship.

Rich people talk about feelings, poor people talk about money. The more something is lacking in this world, the more effort will be put into mentioning it!

The grand-nephew, whom they hadn't been able to contact for eight generations, knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly as soon as he entered the door, his mouth full of blessings, which made Lu Feng's parents laugh more and more.

Everyone was helping with the work, but they would always glance out the window unintentionally, wondering why Lu Feng hadn't come back yet.

It's the end of the year, and Huang Youwei has a lot to do. In addition to attending meetings and giving reports, he also has to go out to extend New Year's greetings. Today is a rare day with a relatively light schedule.

As soon as Lu Feng got off the plane, he called Huang Youwei's office and told Secretary Cui that it wouldn't take long; he just wanted to deliver a few boxes of pastries and sit down for a chat.

Around 11 a.m., Secretary Cui knocked on Huang Youwei's office door.

"Is it time to eat?" Huang Youwei asked, taking off his glasses.

"The cafeteria is ready. There's something I need to discuss. Mr. Lu called and said he wanted to see you. He flew in from Shenzhen, but he'll only stay for a short while before heading home. He's just passing by." Secretary Cui emphasized the words "passing by."

"Hmph!!"

Huang Youwei stood up and said, "It's good enough that you remember me. I'm just passing by and taking a look. I'm not one to fuss over things. It's not like I came here specifically to see it or I just happened to be passing by. As for that tax, let's talk about it next year. Let's not ask for such a large refund."

“I also think we’ve given him too much. The bank still owes us two hundred million. Should we ask them to urge them to pay more?” Secretary Cui said seizing the opportunity.

Huang Youwei stared at him for a moment and said, "You talk too much, don't you?"

Secretary Cui quickly lowered her head and shut up.

Let's have a meal together!

Lu Feng carried several boxes of pastries to the municipal gate by car. On the way, Jiang Xiaoyan said that it was inappropriate to carry such small things. The taxi driver, upon hearing that Huang Youwei had given them as gifts, also said that Lu Feng was being inconsiderate.

They actually want your boxes of pastries? You've just walked right into their trap. You're so inconsiderate.

Lu Feng insisted on giving it to Huang Youwei, who was neither short of money nor needed it. What he wanted was fame, a good reputation.

The car stopped at the city gate, and the driver joked, "Maybe I should wait for you for a bit, or you might get thrown out along with the pastries, and then I can take you back."

"That's impossible." Lu Feng got out of the car carrying his things.

Upon entering the municipal compound, Secretary Cui was already waiting. Seeing Lu Feng carrying several boxes of pastries, he frowned and said, "Mr. Lu, you really are just passing by?"

"Yes, I booked a flight back this afternoon." Lu Feng said nonchalantly, "This is my wife, and this is Secretary Cui, one of General Manager Huang's favorites."

"Happy New Year, Secretary Cui!"

“This is my daughter, Duoduo. Greet her.” Lu Feng said to Duoduo, “Give her a New Year’s greeting. A hundred or two hundred won’t be too little.”

"Happy New Year, Uncle! One hundred or two hundred is not too little!" Duoduo said, holding out her hand.

"Happy New Year! Happy New Year!" Secretary Cui's face was a little stiff. He hurriedly rummaged through his pockets and found that his wife had given him ten yuan when he left home that morning. He handed it to Duo Duo and said, "Oh dear, this child is so cute, but he doesn't even have a red envelope to wrap him up."

"It's okay, let's go to the cafeteria!" Lu Feng said.

“Mr. Lu, I also have a daughter, about the same age as Duoduo.” Secretary Cui chuckled, her gaze sweeping over Lu Feng.

"That's a pity. We can't be in-laws. Let's go to the cafeteria. These boxes are heavy. We carried them all the way from Shenzhen. Where is General Manager Huang?" Lu Feng asked.

Secretary Cui snorted twice, his face saying, "Your two hundred million is probably going to be chased by the bank soon." He then gestured with his hand, saying, "Let's have a meal together at the cafeteria today. It's the New Year, after all, let's have some fun."

Jiang Xiaoyan raised her hand and quietly slapped Lu Feng. He was short of ten or eight yuan, and he was making things difficult for her. She quickly took out a hundred yuan from her pocket and handed it over, saying, "This is for the child's New Year's money. Don't think it's too little."

"I can't accept this, the kids didn't even come." Secretary Cui said apologetically, taking the food and putting it in her pocket, then said to Lu Feng, "Let's go to the cafeteria!"

Lu Feng, carrying his things, glanced at Jiang Xiaoyan and muttered in unison with Duo Duo, "We lost ninety yuan."

Jiang Xiaoyan was speechless; the father and son were just as stingy.

The reason Lu Feng is making things difficult for Secretary Cui is because he previously tripped up Huang Youwei, who always thought he could outmaneuver Lu Feng and act as a go-between between the two.

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