Currying favor with superiors is a complex art, containing the essence of human psychology and serving as a path to promotion and wealth. People are different; some are lustful, some are greedy, some are concerned with face, some crave power, some enjoy collecting antiques and calligraphy, some are filial to their parents and loving to their children, and some aspire to leave their mark on history.
As long as you have something or someone you care about or like, there's no loophole you can't exploit, and there's no such thing as flattering someone wrongly.
Moreover, these categories are further subdivided into countless variations. Take lust for example: some people like vulgar colors, common and vulgar scenes, while others like elegant colors, who are knowledgeable, reasonable, skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and ancient and modern knowledge.
Chen Hansheng didn't understand all the intricacies; he only knew that he needed to create opportunities to contact Xiong Kai, and as long as he performed to the best of his ability, he would eventually get what he wanted.
It was already the hottest time of the year, and the afternoon was unbearably humid around 4 PM. My short-sleeved shirt was soaked with sweat in just a few minutes. I waited until almost 5 PM before the Crown finally appeared.
Chen Hansheng stood up, his eyes fixed on the scene.
Lu Feng had just parked his car, opened the door, and gotten out when he suddenly heard someone across the street shout, "Holy crap, it's you!"
Lu Feng turned around and saw Chen Hansheng. He sighed helplessly and thought to himself, "Why don't we move Jiang Xiaoyan to a detached villa?"
Given the couple's personalities, once they knew his identity, they would make eight hundred trips a day to his home. Compared to his flattery, Lu Feng preferred his cold stare, at least it was peaceful behind closed doors.
Chen Hansheng ran over, his face filled with disbelief, and asked, "Is this your car?"
"Uh... no, that's not it!" Lu Feng laughed a little embarrassedly, took out the last few cigarettes from the half-pack of cigarettes in the car, and handed them to him, saying, "Mr. Chen, you're not busy today, have a smoke."
Chen Hansheng took the cigarette and said, "If it's not your car, why are you driving it?"
"It's my friend's car, and I was worried about it getting bumped or scratched, so I parked it here. It's more spacious." Lu Feng didn't want to talk much in the car.
"What kind of friend are you? You have connections like this?" Chen Hansheng's tone became noticeably more polite. He kicked the car wheel and said, "Anyone who buys the top-of-the-line model of this car is out of their mind. I won't buy it. With that money, I could almost buy a BMW 7 Series."
“Everyone has their own choices, you seem pretty free today?” Lu Feng asked.
"Who's your friend? What kind of business do you do?" Chen Hansheng stared at Lu Feng and asked, "How about we grab a bite to eat sometime? What kind of things do you keep in your car?"
"Hey, hey, hey!" Lu Feng hurriedly tried to stop him.
The other person opened the car door without any ceremony, took out a folder from the armrest, looked through it, and Lu Feng hurriedly snatched it away, saying, "Don't touch my personal belongings."
This folder contains a simple proposal for the financial consolidation of Jiafeng Electronics Group. It's a blue folder containing a white paper titled "Jiafeng Electronics Group Financial Consolidation Proposal, Chairman's Approval Version."
Chen Hansheng only opened it briefly and didn't see the words "Jiafeng Electronics Group". However, he saw the words "Chairman" and looked Lu Feng up and down with suspicion.
The title of "Chairman" is not something just anyone can use. Lu Feng said the car belonged to a friend, but he had been driving it all this time.
Chen Hansheng was very clever. After a few seconds of hesitation, he immediately put on a smiling face and said politely, "I'm sorry, I can be a bit blunt sometimes. Don't take it to heart. We're neighbors, and people like me are easy to get along with. I'm straightforward. You'll see as I get to know you better."
"It's nothing." Lu Feng opened the car door, placed the folder on the seat, locked the door, and said, "I'm going home now."
"I'm heading back too." Chen Hansheng strolled slowly towards the alley, casually asking, "Business is tough these days, isn't it?"
"Ah!" Lu Feng felt utterly helpless. He thought that if all else failed, he would just move to another villa. He sighed and said nothing.
“No business is easy these days, and I don’t want to flaunt my wealth. There are so many poor people out there, and rich people like us will definitely get into trouble.” Chen Hansheng seemed to agree, and casually asked, “You mentioned a logistics platform, how does that work?”
"Either I did it, or my friend did it. I'm just asking for him," Lu Feng said, trying to fool him.
Chen Hansheng nodded and said, "You know, we're neighbors. Over time, our two families in this alley should visit each other more often. After all, in this alley, the only two of us who are equally talented are the two of us, right?"
Lu Feng was momentarily speechless, unsure whether the man was trying to flatter him or elevate Lu Feng, and could only offer an awkward smile.
“How about this, our two families will have dinner together tonight. My wife really likes your daughter, Duoduo. She’s smart and beautiful, and she’s inherited all the best qualities of both of you.” Chen Hansheng didn’t allow Lu Feng to hesitate and decided, “It’s settled then. Let Xiuer show off her cooking skills.”
Before Lu Feng could speak, Chen Hansheng had already strode into the alley.
Lu Feng stepped into the yard. Jiang Xiaoyan was tending to the vegetable garden. She turned around and saw Lu Feng, saying, "You're back so early? What's wrong? You look so worried?"
"Let's move, this is too much trouble!" Lu Feng strode towards the living room.
"Why are you upset? This yard is so nice." Jiang Xiaoyan put the ladle into the bucket and followed her inside, asking, "What's wrong?"
Lu Feng briefly explained the situation, then looked at Jiang Xiaoyan and said, "Believe it or not, if I count to ten, Xiuer might just show up."
"Where could it be so miraculous?" Jiang Xiaoyan said skeptically.
"one"
"Xiaoyan, are you home?" Xiuer's voice came from the doorway, her face beaming with joy, her voice exceptionally bright, like a nightingale's. She entered the living room and said, "Both of you are home. I heard you went for a prenatal checkup yesterday? Such an important thing, and I didn't even come to see you. I was just too busy. Don't worry about it."
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