"You may not know this, but after Chen Shufeng passed away, the Hong Kong media wrote extensively about it, attributing her death to offending Lu Feng, coupled with her early conflict with Tang Zhongren, and the subsequent troubles of the Tang family. This series of events, when connected, gave some outsiders the impression that no one who offended Lu Feng had a good ending!"
Mr. Feng frowned slightly. This slick guy had actually managed to make a name for himself in Hong Kong. A slick guy is someone who has no real skills but spends all his time eating, drinking, and boasting with big shots. If even one or two of his boasts come true, outsiders will think he really has the ability.
Lu Feng had no connections or influence in Hong Kong and was practically all alone. He repeatedly caused trouble and tried to extort money from others, which resulted in the downfall of the Tang family and the death of Chen Shufeng in Africa. Now, who in Hong Kong would dare to be disrespectful to Lu Feng?
"Isn't the competition in the mainland market supposed to be exceptionally fierce next year?" Mr. Feng asked.
“Indeed, that’s why those manufacturers are fighting tooth and nail for such a small overseas market,” Zhenkun replied.
“Zhiyao is still too young. Lu Feng needs funds next year, which is an opportunity to strengthen his controlling stake. Let Huaiyu go there and have the two of them meet. Just say that she happens to be in Dubai as well,” Mr. Feng instructed.
"good!"
Inside the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, a dozen minutes later, the doorbell rang in Lu Feng's room. Lu Feng opened the door and saw a man in his thirties with blond hair and blue eyes. The man spoke fluent English and said, "Hello, Mr. Lu, I'm Jack, who's in charge of the party arrangements. My Chinese name is Li Dou!"
"Hello!" Lu Feng extended his hand and shook hands.
“We’ve gathered all the personnel and are currently training. Would you like to come and take a look?” Li Dou asked.
Lu Feng nodded and followed him upstairs. In a spacious room, there were more than a dozen people, men, women, young and old, all standing straight and wearing exceptionally luxurious clothes.
"Everyone, stop for a moment!" Li Dou clapped his hands and said to everyone, "Have you all remembered your professions? Be proud, have an aristocratic air, and introduce yourselves."
A woman in her forties, dressed in a golden evening gown and with exquisite makeup, walked gracefully toward Lu Feng and smiled slightly, saying, "Hello, I am Earl Eiffel. It is an honor to meet you."
"Hello, I am Baron Andrew, my esteemed Mr. Lu."
"Hello, I am Pete, the president of Tianzhu Fashion. I am very pleased to receive your invitation."
..............
The dozen or so people all walked around, and they were in good spirits, but Lu Feng felt that something was missing. They looked a bit too fake, like they had stepped out of a movie.
"Wait a minute, let me say a few words." Lu Feng said to everyone, "You are all in a good state and have a good temperament right now, but it is too stiff, not natural and genuine enough. You can be more lifelike when you come, so that it will seem more approachable. For example, ask about your family, or my father, or about things from back then. Let's do it again."
Li Dou explained to everyone, and a dozen minutes later, the middle-aged woman walked up to Lu Feng again, shook his hand and said, "My dear Mr. Lu, you've grown up so much. I still remember the last time I saw you, you were so small."
"Yes, it's been a long time!" Lu Feng said politely, gesturing for the next person.
A handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes walked over, hugged Lu Feng, and said, "Do you remember me? I'm Baron Andrew. I remember you, esteemed Mr. Lu. Your wife is very beautiful."
Lu Feng nodded repeatedly and said, "Your wife is great too, next one."
This time it was much more natural, and Lu Feng was quite satisfied. He gave them a few instructions: don't be too stiff or formal, but immerse yourselves in the characters from the bottom of your hearts. On the day of the party, you should devote yourselves wholeheartedly to the event and talk about aristocratic topics.
After giving these instructions, Lu Feng turned to attend to other matters. He made sure to promote the products well in the local Dubai media, and at the same time, he realized that relying solely on these counterfeit products was not enough.
Before he could even return to his room, Feng Zhiyao caught up with him.
"Brother Feng, where did you go?" Feng Zhiyao jogged over.
"I'm going to check on how the actors' training is going. Is something wrong?" Lu Feng looked at him and asked, "What instructions does your dad have this time?"
“It’s not an instruction. I told you before that I have a cousin, and I wanted to introduce you two. Although I’m not entirely comfortable with it, I think it’s better for you to get to know her properly than for her messy life.” Feng Zhiyao still felt uncomfortable for Jiang Xiaoyan when he brought this up, and said, “She happens to be in Dubai too, let’s meet tomorrow!”
"Just in time... to be here too?" Lu Feng raised an eyebrow. This was perfect, he thought. He replied, "Alright, I'm chasing one girl or a bunch of girls, so it doesn't matter."
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