"Call him Brother Ping?" Hongxing was taken aback. "Didn't he want to see you?"
“Yes, we admire each other, but we’ve never met. I’ve been thinking about meeting him in a special way to surprise him. If this works out, you’ll definitely have done a great job.” As Lu Feng spoke, he opened the glove box, took out a bundle of money, and placed it in her hand, saying, “What do you think?”
Hongxing looked at the money, a smile unconsciously appearing on her face, and said, "How could I possibly accept such a small thing?"
“It’s okay. This amount of money is a lot for you, but for me, it’s no different from a dollar or two. This is how rich people make friends.” Lu Feng said to her, “Let’s give him a surprise together. You invite him to your house, but don’t tell anyone I’m here.”
“Okay!” Hongxing nodded in agreement.
The car sped towards Hongxing's house. Hongxing was just an ordinary person, very out of touch with the world, and had no idea what had happened recently. She only knew one thing: Hao Zhiping really wanted to meet Lu Feng.
She never dreamed that things would turn around so quickly.
When I arrived at her house, it was a mess. Underwear was everywhere, shoes were scattered all over the floor, an ashtray was full of cigarette butts, and the blankets were all crumpled up. It was a very realistic girl's living space.
"I'll call him."
As Hongxing spoke, she picked up the phone and dialed. After the call connected, she said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Ping-ge'er, hmm, I miss you, I just miss you so much, oh my, I miss you so much... hmm..."
Lu Feng was getting a little carried away. Do men in their forties all like this kind of thing?
"Are you coming or not? Hurry up, I'm waiting for you after my shower!" Hongxing hung up the phone and smiled broadly at Lu Feng, "It's all settled, are you going to hide?"
"Okay, I'll hide!" Lu Feng decided it was better to hide. Hao Zhiping definitely didn't want to see him right now, and if he opened the door and saw him there, he would definitely turn around and run away.
But the house was in such a mess that there was nowhere to hide. Hongxing also felt there was nowhere good to go, and suddenly looked at the wardrobe and said, "You can hide in the wardrobe!"
"There are no clothes in the wardrobe?" Lu Feng asked, puzzled.
"No, my clothes are scattered all over the house. I just grab a few pieces every day when I go out dancing. He lives very close to me, so you should go in."
Lu Feng hid in the closet.
Less than five minutes later, Hao Zhiping opened the door and walked in, smelling of alcohol. He looked like he had just been drinking. He closed the door and smiled at Hongxing.
"You little slut, you little whore, why are you calling me?"
"I miss you, and no one else can get into my heart," Hongxing said with a smile.
"Really? I was really itching to try it on the phone. Don't worry, you've had some drinks tonight, so you don't need to take your medicine." Hao Zhiping said, picking Hongxing up by the waist and throwing her onto the bed, then pouncing on her like a hungry tiger.
Having lived two lives, this was the first time Lu Feng had ever seen this happening while hiding in a closet; it was an experience most people never had.
Hao Zhiping, slightly intoxicated, started tearing off her clothes. Hongxing panicked, realizing there were other people in the room, and hurriedly said, "Don't do that, there might be other people watching this room."
Hao Zhiping glanced at the drawn curtains, chuckled at her, and said, "Isn't that even more exciting?"
Stimulate?
Hongxing was dumbfounded, her eyes constantly glancing towards the wardrobe. Why hadn't Lu Feng come out yet?
Hao Zhiping started taking off his clothes, and just as he pulled down his pants, Lu Feng seized the opportunity, shoved open the closet door, and shouted, "Surprised? Unexpected?"
"Holy shit... damn it..."
Hao Zhiping was so startled by the sudden movement that he rolled off the bed. Hongxing, seeing his comical reaction, covered her mouth and laughed.
"Didn't you want to meet President Lu? Isn't this way of meeting quite a surprise?" Hongxing asked.
Hao Zhiping calmed himself down, disregarded his anger towards Hongxing, stood up and walked out. He didn't want to see Lu Feng, he really didn't want to. In his heart, Lu Feng was now second only to the King of Hell.
"President Hao, don't go!" Lu Feng rushed forward in one stride.
Hao Zhiping's pants were still up to his ankles, so he couldn't walk fast. Once he left the house, he didn't even look at Lu Feng, and kept adjusting his pants as he walked.
"Do you think you can leave?" Lu Feng blocked his way. "Now that we've met, can't we sit down and have a proper chat?"
"I don't know you, and there's nothing to talk about with you. You are my enemy, and I will defend my elder brother to the death. Don't try to sow discord between us brothers. You won't succeed. Your methods are extremely despicable!" Hao Zhiping shouted angrily.
“Your brother’s business is in serious trouble. Let me tell you, they’ve secretly opened investigations into Di Mingde, Ma Juntao, and even your brother. Here are the documents, take a look.” Lu Feng took the briefcase, slapped the documents into his arms, and demanded, “Can’t we sit down and talk?”
Hao Zhiping glanced at the document, his face still bearing that unyielding expression, and said in a deep voice, "Pour tea for President Lu!"
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