"President Lu used to be........."
"Not familiar with it!" Lu Feng concluded immediately.
"I arranged everything for this meal, but it's normal that Mr. Lu, being the CEO, wouldn't remember." The lobby manager smiled awkwardly and said, "Please come upstairs. Which suite did Mr. Gao book?"
Gao Zhiwei gave a heads-up, and everyone got on the elevator.
As he entered the room, Lu Feng looked at Gao Zhiwei and said, "It's getting late, you should go back and rest early too."
"President Lu..."
"Stop talking. I really have no interest in what happens to Jia Mei right now." Lu Feng patted him on the shoulder, went into the house, and closed the door.
Duoduo was already sleepy and not very alert. She went into the room, lay down on the bed, and started to doze off. Jiang Xiaoyan took off her clothes while saying, "It's your own company, so you should take care of it. President Gao is working for you too."
“I’m in charge today, but what about tomorrow? Do you believe those shareholders will call me back to be the general manager after a while?” Lu Feng said, sitting on the sofa and taking off his shoes. “This kind of factional struggle is a common problem and normal occurrence in all companies. If you can’t adapt to office politics, then don’t try to survive in the workplace.”
"While you were eating, I went out to call home and told them I'd be back tomorrow morning. Your parents said all the relatives are waiting, there are quite a few people. Before I go back tomorrow, I'll give them some red envelopes, I can't be too stingy," Jiang Xiaoyan muttered as she tucked Duo Duo in.
"You handle it yourself. You can worry about things at home." Lu Feng said, standing up and stretching his body, preparing to go to bed.
"Go wash up!"
"I'm not washing anymore, the kids are sleeping here, why would I wash them?"
"You smell bad, and the moment I tell you to wash up, you start thinking the wrong thing," Jiang Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at him.
Lu Feng breathed a sigh of relief and obediently went to take a shower. When he came out of the bathroom and was drying his hair with a towel, Jiang Xiaoyan had already jumped into his arms. Lu Feng looked up and saw that the door to the suite was already closed. He thought to himself that he had fallen into a trap.
On the way back to the factory, Gao Zhiwei was in a bad mood. A month ago, he had a war of words with various manufacturers and vowed to win back the market he had lost during the Spring Festival.
At the same time, it was also to show the board of directors that he was not an incompetent fool.
However, Vice President Ding interfered, and Gao Zhiwei had very few cards left to play. He placed most of his hopes on Lu Feng, as only Lu Feng had the ability to turn things around.
Deputy General Manager Ding came out of the canteen, his arm around Factory Director Li's neck swaying slightly. After Lu Feng left, he asked the chef to cook two more dishes, and he was a little tipsy from drinking.
"Work hard for me, brother. You'd better keep your eyes open and see who's in charge of Jiaming Foods in the future." Vice President Ding patted Factory Director Li on the shoulder and said, "Got it?"
"President Ding, don't worry, I have sharp eyes. You're very capable, so who else could it be but you?" Factory Director Li flattered.
"I'm not going to the hotel. That Lu guy is staying there. I'm not going tonight; I'll stay at the factory," Deputy General Manager Ding instructed.
"There's a VIP reception room in the factory, it's already prepared for you, let's go over there."
The two walked toward the reception room. As they passed by, they saw Gao Zhiwei sitting in his car smoking. Vice President Ding snorted and walked straight past without even saying hello.
In Vice President Ding's eyes, Gao Zhiwei was completely helpless. His current clinging to Lu Feng was nothing more than hoping that Lu Feng, one of the major shareholders, would save him. In Ding's view, this was his last struggle.
Gao Zhiwei threw his cigarette butt on the ground, got out of the car and went back to his office. As soon as he got back, he found a clerk waiting for him.
"Mr. Gao, there are a few calls for you, including from the heads of Uni-President, Master Kong, and Hualong. They want you to return those calls." The clerk looked at Gao Zhiwei and said, "The phone numbers are already written on the table. I'm off work now."
"Go home now," Gao Zhiwei waved his hand, indicating that she could leave.
Sitting at his desk, Gao Zhiwei looked at the numbers. He knew without asking what these people would say. They had talked on the phone many times and even argued in person a few times.
They're just watching the show and making fun of us.
"Forget it, I'm going to sleep!" Gao Zhiwei lit a cigarette, stood up, and prepared to go back to rest. Why bother calling back and making things unpleasant?
Just as I reached the door, the phone rang.
"Ring ring! Ring ring!"
The crisp ringing of the telephone struck at his pride. At that moment, Gao Zhiwei understood a truth: he had become accustomed to the power of the tiger, but when the tiger was gone, he forgot that he was just a hyena.
Taking a deep breath, Gao Zhiwei seemed to have mustered up a great deal of courage. He took two steps forward, picked up the phone, and said, "This is Gao Zhiwei!"
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