"Whether you need it or not is your business, whether I bring it or not is my business."
"Then I'll go with you!"
"No need, no need, I'll be back in a bit." Lu Feng said as he walked towards the mall entrance.
The entrance was lined with jewelry shops. Lu Feng casually asked around and found that the higher-end pieces cost around 100,000 yuan. He knew that there was a lot of markup involved, as it was mostly for counter fees.
Lu Feng wandered around the mall. As he walked, he saw an exit and a jade shop across the street. He stepped inside. The owner was a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in Chinese clothing, holding a jade bead in his hand.
"What do you want to see?" the boss asked, staring at Lu Feng.
Do you have jade?
"Yes, this whole area is full of them: Hetian jade, jasper, and jadeite. What would you like?" The other person pointed to the shelf opposite them.
"It doesn't have to be too expensive, but it has to look expensive."
A dozen minutes later, Lu Feng had an exquisitely packaged solid wood box in his hand, which looked quite valuable. Inside was a palm-sized piece of jade. According to the shopkeeper, it was a flawed piece of jade, but most people wouldn't be able to tell.
Including the packaging box, it cost a total of 13,000 yuan.
Lu Feng carried the things into the car and said to Feng Zhiyao, "Let's go."
"Brother Feng, what did you buy?" Feng Zhiyao asked curiously.
"I bought a piece of jade for your dad."
How much does it cost?
"It's not much money, less than a million. Let's go, let's go, don't keep your dad waiting." Lu Feng urged.
The car stopped in front of the Feng family's gate. Lu Feng, carrying the gifts, straightened his clothes and entered the gate. After passing through the garden in front of the gate, Zhen Kun was already waiting in front of the round archway. When he saw Lu Feng, he smiled and said, "Mr. Lu, it's been a long time. Mr. Feng is not feeling well today, so he couldn't come out to greet you. Please forgive him."
"It's alright. Is Mr. Feng feeling unwell?" Lu Feng stepped forward and asked with concern, "Have you seen a doctor?"
"Just some minor daily issues."
Lu Feng understood; the man simply couldn't be bothered to come out. After exchanging a few polite words, he headed towards the reception room, where Mr. Feng was already seated. Upon seeing Lu Feng, he smiled and said, "Lu Feng, you're here? Please have a seat!"
"I've prepared a small gift for you, a piece of premium jade. I don't know if you'll like it." Lu Feng handed it over and said, "I don't know much about jade, but I've heard that it's good for one's health."
"You're too kind!" Mr. Feng gestured for Zhenkun to take the things away. He knew that there couldn't be anything valuable inside. Lu Feng's words were full of traps. What did he mean by not knowing anything? What did he mean by supreme jade? Besides, he said it was just a small gift, not something extravagant.
Mr. Feng has been collecting a lot of information about Lu Feng lately; this person is a Pixiu (a mythical creature believed to bring wealth and prosperity).
"Please sit down. I still want to thank you. Zhiyao has learned a lot from you. It hasn't been long, but he's already lost his impetuousness." Mr. Feng said with a smile, "President Lu has the potential to be a teacher."
"I wouldn't dare. It's mainly because your son is good at learning and has good genes. Like father, like son. I only did a little bit of insignificant work." Lu Feng looked at Feng Zhiyao and said, "Zhiyao has also shown me what it means to be a teachable child. In short, he is intelligent. People say that children inherit fifty percent of their father's wisdom. When Mr. Feng was young, he must have been an outstanding person."
"Hahahaha!" Even though Mr. Feng knew that Lu Feng was flattering him, he still laughed very happily. Who doesn't like to hear praise? He said with a smile, "President Lu's mouth is so sweet when he praises people, but when he scolds them, it's like a thousand arrows piercing the heart."
"Tell the truth!"
Seeing his father so happy, Feng Zhiyao looked at Lu Feng, hoping that he could be half as eloquent as Lu Feng and perhaps then stand out in his father's eyes.
A nanny brought over a few cups of tea and placed them on the table. Mr. Feng said to Lu Feng, "Have some water. Mr. Lu gave me such a generous gift, which makes my greeting gift seem rather meager."
“A gift made by Mr. Feng is always given special importance, no matter how inexpensive it may be. It’s not about the object, but the sentiment behind it. A small gift carries great meaning,” Lu Feng replied.
“Then I’ll make a fool of myself.” Mr. Feng said to Zhenkun, who had returned, “Bring that ink painting over and let President Lu take a look.”
Zhenkun took the painting from the study, slowly unfolded it in front of Lu Feng, and said, "This was painted for you by Mr. Feng himself."
"Mr. Feng's calligraphy is quite masterful and definitely has collectible value." Lu Feng praised it and looked at it. The whole painting exuded a sense of peace.
The children's expressions were all different, and the paintings were indeed good. However, the most discordant part was that one of the children had an extra rope in his hand, and the ink was very heavy. It was clear that he was in a bad mood and hesitant when he put the brush to paper. The thick ink indicated that he was not sure what he was thinking when he was picking out the ink.
The rope was drawn incredibly thick, like a child's arm, without a single stroke. At the end of the rope was a dog looking back at the child, with several circles drawn on its body with a brush.
Lu Feng stared at it for a few seconds, his expression darkened, and he quickly hid himself.
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