Chapter 649 You have too much money, don't you?



The sweltering heat has subsided, and a slight coolness has settled in the air. You can feel the approaching autumn. October in the south will stay hot for a while longer, while in the north, the autumn wind is already blowing.

When Lu Feng got home, Duo Duo was already asleep. Zhou Ya said that she wasn't in a good mood.

"You should get some rest too," Lu Feng said to Zhou Ya as he sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and picked up the phone to call the factory's vice president.

After the call connected, Lu Feng said, "It's me, Lu Feng. Please book me a flight back to my hometown for tomorrow."

"Okay, Mr. Lu." The person on the other end of the phone hesitated a bit before saying, "Um... Mr. Lu, Mr. Zhang didn't come today, and the morning meeting was also canceled..."

"I understand. You vice presidents will take charge for the next few days. Don't you think you can't walk without a leader? This is a good opportunity for you vice presidents to hone your skills and develop the ability to control the overall situation at any time. You can't panic just because I'm not here, or because President Zhang isn't here." Lu Feng said into the phone, "Didn't she call you?"

"I made a phone call and told her she was busy recently."

"That's good. Give me the phone number she called you," Lu Feng said.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Feng looked at the number he had written down, feeling conflicted. He hesitated, unsure whether he should call it.

Inside the hotel, Zhang Fengxia lay on the bed, staring blankly outside. She hadn't gotten out of bed since waking up. Her life had always been smooth sailing, and she possessed a level of knowledge and experience that most people could never have in their entire lives. Yet, at this moment, she had no idea what to do.

How should we deal with this?

Thinking about her own situation and then about everything Jiang Xiaoyan was facing, Zhang Fengxia suddenly realized how shameless and frivolous she had been when she tried to persuade Jiang Xiaoyan in the hospital those few days.

Jiang Xiaoyan chose to leave. She couldn't think of a better solution than this. She considered herself knowledgeable and experienced, but now she was stuck in the same place with no way out.

Lu Feng watched the clock on the wall tick away and reached out to press the number.

"beep--"

"beep--"

The phone rang unusually loudly in the quiet room.

The phone on the hotel bedside table suddenly rang, startling Zhang Fengxia. She turned her head to look at it, picked up the phone, and said weakly, "Who is it? Didn't I tell you, handle whatever happens yourself?"

"It's me, Lu Feng!"

Zhang Fengxia's hand froze on the spot. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but had nothing to say. Lu Feng, facing the phone, also didn't know what to say.

The call was connected, but no sound came through. Both sides were waiting for the other to speak, yet they were also afraid of the other speaking. Perhaps silence was the best melody at the moment.

“I…I’ll go back tomorrow and find her. You should rest for a while,” Lu Feng said. “If you think I didn’t do well, um…I apologize. I don’t want to lose her.”

"I want to resign!"

"Think about it again."

"good!"

Zhang Fengxia hung up the phone, lay down, and buried her head in the blanket. It was a nightmare.

Lu Feng lay half-reclined on the sofa, his eyes vacant. In fact, from a rational point of view, Zhang Fengxia was indeed better than Jiang Xiaoyan. Whether it was education, family, social background, etc., she was far superior to Jiang Xiaoyan.

But... but whose emotions are rational?

If it's rational, is it still called emotion?

Having lived two lives, Lu Feng had been with many women, but he was deeply entangled with Jiang Xiaoyan. It was also the first time he had felt that the departure of one person could make another feel as if their soul had been ripped out.

He looked around the house; her shadow was everywhere: in the kitchen, on the sofa, in the bedroom, in the bathroom, in the yard, in the alley, and there was always her figure waiting at the door.

Lu Feng suddenly remembered that the gourds in the vegetable garden hadn't been watered yet, so he immediately sat up, scooped up a ladle of water, went to the yard, and squatted down next to the vegetable garden to water them.

Everything that I used to take for granted is now crashing down on me like a tidal wave. Things that were once so ordinary and unimportant now seem so precious.

The night was as deep and dark as ink that couldn't be blurred. Lu Feng was asleep in bed, alone, and no one knew what time it was.

The next day, Lu Feng woke up, quickly washed up, and drove to the airport. Sitting on the plane, thinking about meeting them soon, he suddenly felt nervous. He took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Very few things can make him nervous anymore.

As the plane took off and landed, the late September heat in the north was tinged with a hint of coolness, and some people were already wearing long sleeves. Lu Feng didn't care about that; he hailed a taxi and headed straight for Jiang Xiaoyan's house.

The Jiang family was all prepared. Jiang Fuqiao and Jiang Fulu discussed how to ask for money. When Jiang Xiaohong saw that her two brothers were taking on so much responsibility, seemingly excluding her family, she quickly asked Xie Heng to get involved.

Jiang Xiaoyan lay on the bed with the door open. She looked at the people through the door frame. She used to know a principle: humans are similar to other animals. Once you grow up, you are essentially detached from the family. Therefore, even brothers should keep clear accounts.

She didn't understand before, but now she seems to understand. Nobody cares; they each have their own families, and their wives and children are the closest to them. They need to plan for their own maximum benefit.

Previously, I just felt that my family was mean-spirited. Just like Song Xuemei said, how could a family of wolves raise such a sheep like her?

Before entering his home, Lu Feng bought some things. He parked his car downstairs at the villa and carried the things upstairs.

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