Fearing suspicion, Lu Feng decided to call Mr. Feng to ask for his help. Zhenkun answered the phone.
"Who is it?" Zhenkun asked.
“It’s me, Lu Feng,” Lu Feng replied.
"Mr. Lu, are you looking for Mr. Feng?"
"Is now a convenient time?" Lu Feng asked, glancing at the time.
"I'll go check!" Zhenkun put the phone on the table, walked towards the next room, knocked on the door, and said in a low voice, "Lu Feng called, he wants to see you!"
Inside the room, a burner of sandalwood incense burned, and a fine tea set sat on the table. Mr. Feng leaned back in his chair, supported by two cushions, and took a sip of tea, saying, "Please transfer me in."
"good!"
Zhenkun transferred the call, pushed open the door and went inside, then closed the door again.
Mr. Feng picked up the phone, his voice sounding tired, and said, "What is it? I was just about to rest."
"How has Mr. Feng been feeling lately?" Lu Feng asked.
"Don't ask about my health the moment you call. I'm perfectly fine; it gives the impression that I'm getting old and infirm." Mr. Feng took a breath, leaned back in his chair, and asked, "What do you want now?"
"Here's the thing, the conference here officially starts the day after tomorrow, and we'll be notifying some of the executives tonight. I was worried they might have some suspicions, so I also sent a copy to Sun Hung Kai Properties..."
“I can’t go!” Mr. Feng interrupted him directly. He was a person with some international standing, and it wasn’t worth it to go abroad and sell his face.
“I know I didn’t ask you to come, as you’re not suited for long trips. I just wanted you to make a public statement saying that Zhiyao will come in your place,” Lu Feng said into the phone. “That’s all.”
After hearing this, Mr. Feng felt that this was just asking him to swallow his pride and cover for him, so he neither agreed nor refused, and asked, "Have you seen Huaiyu?"
"I saw him, it's good!" Lu Feng said.
"That's good. I've watched Huaiyu grow up. She's very simple and innocent, without any guile. Since you both feel it's a good match, you should talk to each other. After all, family is the foundation of a career, don't you think?" Mr. Feng asked.
If Feng Zhiyao hadn't said it was the first time he'd ever met Yun Huaiyu, he would have truly believed Mr. Feng's nonsense. However, he still readily agreed, saying, "I understand your good intentions. I will definitely treat her well. If I don't, I will look for the problem within myself."
“There’s no need. I’m just acting as a matchmaker. You can’t force feelings.” Mr. Feng paused for a moment and said, “It’s getting late. I’ve been going to bed early lately, so I’ll rest now.”
"Okay!" Lu Feng said, and the other party hung up the phone.
Mr. Feng put down the phone and stood up, seemingly preparing to rest. Zhenkun asked in a low voice, "Should we release this sound or not?"
"If you don't speak up, he can blame me for any losses the company incurs later, do you believe me?" Mr. Feng snorted and went back to his bedroom on his own.
Lu Feng found his phone and called Su Yourong again, only getting through after two attempts.
"What are you busy with at this hour? Why aren't you answering the phone?" Lu Feng asked, puzzled.
"Taking a shower?" Su Yourong said, sitting on the sofa with a bath towel wrapped around her and her hair still wet. "Just because you call me doesn't mean I have to answer right away. Who do you think you are to me? You're not nice to me, but you want to boss me around."
“It’s not like I’m ordering you around, it’s like we’re ordering each other around. It’s not like I’m taking advantage of you. Tonight, they’ll call those companies to inform them that we can’t send the invitations. You make one and send it over, but don’t leave an address.” Lu Feng asked her, “Is that alright?”
"No problem, what problem could I possibly have?" Su Yourong sighed and asked, "How's your work going? You've been feeling a bit tired lately, and you just can't seem to muster the energy to do anything."
Lu Feng could sense that her emotions were fluctuating a bit, so he asked, "Have you been having your period lately?"
"yes!"
“That’s normal. It’s the period of blood loss, and your combat power is insufficient. You’ll be fine in a few days. Everything is basically settled on my end.” Lu Feng said to her, “It’s getting late, get some rest.”
"What time is it? Oh, right, there's a four-hour time difference." Su Yourong realized and said, "You go and rest, I'm going to a dinner party."
"good!"
Inside a room stood a foreigner in his forties, holding a manuscript in his hand. He carefully read it through, then dialed a number. The person on the other end of the line answered with standard Cantonese-accented Mandarin and asked, "Hey, Golden Juice Demon Wilderness Chicken Team."
On the other end, a person with a standard London accent said, "Hello, I am from the organizing committee of the Global Business High-End Party. Please transfer me to your chairman, Mr. Lü."
The person on the other end of the phone couldn't understand English, so after talking to the person next to him for a while, he finally replied "okay" and the call was transferred.
Inside the office, Mr. Lü's phone rang. He answered and asked, "Who is this?"
"Hello, I am a global business executive..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" President Lü stood up, opened his office door, and called out to the board of directors' office diagonally opposite, "Get a translator!"
A young woman walked in, answered the phone, and said, "Hello, this is the chairman's office of Xiangjiang Jinzi Mofang Group."
"Hello, this is the organizing committee of the Global Business High-End Party. We have officially notified Mr. Lü, Chairman of the Hong Kong Golden Cube Group, that we have been selected from among the top 50 outstanding companies worldwide. Congratulations! Please bring your invitation letter to attend this Sunday. The invitation letter will be sent by our Hong Kong office. Please check your mail. Also, please note that if you do not enter within the designated time on the day of the event, your invitation will be void. The final interpretation right belongs to our organizing committee." The foreigner spoke clearly and distinctly into the phone, as if this were just a notification, take it or leave it.
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