Huang Youwei was somewhat surprised and uncertain. Could it be that this kid's family had influence?
At a time like this, no one can help him. Ren Qianbo is determined to throw money at the problem, and there are very few local private companies that can withstand it.
"Are you kidding me?"
"What kind of talk is that? I wouldn't dare to scare anyone but you." As Lu Feng spoke, he poured wine for General Manager Huang and said, "Even chickens have their own ways of doing things. I've thought of everything he can think of, and I've even thought of ways to kill myself that he might not have thought of."
"That's incredible?" Mr. Huang was somewhat skeptical.
"Mr. Huang, this is how I always do things. When I want to do something, I have to think about the consequences. If I destroy myself first, no one else can destroy me. I plan before I act." Lu Feng raised his glass and clinked it with his own, saying, "I'll toast you!"
After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.
Seeing his keen interest, General Manager Huang put down his wine glass, his eyes filled with joy, and looked at Lu Feng, saying, "I really like you!"
"No, Mr. Huang, I'm a married man. It's absolutely impossible for us to be together," Lu Feng said hurriedly.
"Go to hell!" General Manager Huang laughed and cursed, then burst into laughter. If the people from the steel group saw him like this, their jaws would drop to the ground in astonishment.
Within the group, he was known for his bad temper, so for him to be so compatible with Lu Feng must mean they were extremely compatible.
"Did you borrow money from Bank Manager Ma, use your private ID to obtain personal loans, or engage in usury?" General Manager Huang pondered for a while before saying, "These are the only three ways to save you; the rest are all written in the criminal law."
Lu Feng could tell that President Huang was genuinely interested in his methods, and said, "Not these three!"
"Are you crazy?" Mr. Huang frowned and said, "Even if you borrow money at high interest rates, you can just run away. Are you planning to go to jail? It can't be that serious. I don't think you're that kind of person."
“You know I’m not that kind of person. Of course I wouldn’t do something so stupid. I’d do something neither black nor white, neither gray nor gray, and I wouldn’t go to jail, and I’d still have a lot of money.”
These words left Huang Youwei completely bewildered. He prided himself on being self-taught in finance, but he couldn't understand what was being said.
"How much money can you raise?"
"I have as many as you want!" Lu Feng said confidently.
"I won't ask any more questions. Right now, everyone in the city's business community is waiting to see what happens. And finally, I'll give you one last big gift!" Mr. Huang said mysteriously, "Guess what it is?"
"You want to lend me money? You like someone like me so much that you've decided to throw millions in my face and make me feel utterly ashamed."
"Shame on you, my foot! With skin as thick as yours, even millions wouldn't scratch you." Mr. Huang stood up, patted his stomach, and said, "I'm going to the restroom. I'll sit next door for a bit and ask around for you."
Lu Feng was speechless at the look on his face that said, "You should be grateful to me." He himself liked gossip and went to listen to the excitement, only to find out that it was a big gift for him.
"Even more shameless than me!"
Lu Feng picked up his chopsticks and started eating heartily. He had been drinking non-stop since he came in, and his stomach was still empty.
Half an hour later, General Manager Huang returned, his face flushed from drinking, a broad smile on his face. He sat down and said, "I have good news for you. You're completely finished. They're going to give you cash on delivery, hehehe!"
Lu Feng's face was somewhat bitter. Cash on delivery was ruthless. He had originally planned to settle accounts weekly so that his funds wouldn't be so tight, but now that idea was completely shattered.
Why are you so happy?
"I just want to see how you play!" General Manager Huang patted Lu Feng on the shoulder and said, "Young man, I've been saving a driver's position for you. It's not beneath you to be my driver, is it?"
"Mr. Huang, you're exaggerating. I can be your driver now!"
Laughter filled the private room, and the drinking continued until 10:30 p.m. When they left the room, Boss Huang put his arm around Lu Feng's shoulder and called him brother, creating quite a lively atmosphere.
The door to the next private room opened as well. Ren Qianbo, slightly drunk, leaned against the door frame. When he saw Lu Feng, his stiff eyes held a hint of disdain.
"Old Zuo, have you seen him before?" Ren Qianbo pointed at Lu Feng.
Mr. Zuo squinted at Lu Feng, shook his head, and said, "I don't recognize this nobody. I guess it was one of my men who signed the contract."
"Hahaha, someone like him, always challenging me, do you think I wouldn't teach him a lesson?" Ren Qianbo pointed at Lu Feng and shouted, "Let me tell you, you're ruined, completely ruined, understand? Want to live? Kneel down for me."
"I'll make you kneel down!"
"That's impressive. You keep telling people to kneel down. People who don't know you would think you're some kind of big shot. I'm not going to bother with you since you're drunk," Lu Feng said calmly.
"I'll remember this! You caused my family to fall apart and my factory's profits to drop. I've remembered every single one of those things," Ren Qianbo said through gritted teeth.
"I've got your record of that too. Stealing my business, smashing my workshop, all sorts of underhanded tactics—you were the one who started it all." Lu Feng looked at President Zuo, who was impeccably dressed in a suit, and asked, "You're helping him?"
"Of course I'll help him. Even a three-year-old understands the principle of choosing the bigger cake," said President Zuo, shrugging.
"Fine, you're almost finished too!"
"Pfft! Hahahaha!"
"I'm dying of laughter. He's talking about you. He says you're almost ruined." Ren Qianbo laughed so hard he almost fell over. He lost his balance and tumbled to the ground. A passing waiter stared blankly at the two of them, so flamboyant.
General Manager Huang turned to look at Lu Feng, a suppressed smile playing on his lips. After a few moments of snickering, he burst out laughing and said, "Haha...you're exaggerating a bit...haha...a bit too much."
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