Kevin thought he made sense, so he had no choice but to stay put.
The audience listened to the speeches on stage and applauded. The opening ceremony would continue until noon, and the afternoon would be the time for the exchange on stage. Not far from Lu Feng sat a man in his thirties who was quite handsome. His hairstyle and clothing both looked carefully chosen.
He stared at Lu Feng, his eyes practically spitting fire, as if Lu Feng's interaction with Elmi had severely hurt his feelings.
Lu Feng felt a sharp gaze staring at him from behind. He turned his head and saw that the nameplate in front of the man read: Samsung Park In-dong.
Samsung?
Lu Feng frowned slightly. Why would someone from Samsung be here?
"Hey bro, can I ask you something? What are Samsung people doing here?" Lu Feng asked the boss next to him in a low voice.
He glanced at Lu Feng with a look of disgust, as if the mushy words he had just spoken to Elmi were still making his hair stand on end. He coldly remarked, "They have products exported here. They don't have a branch office, but they have an office."
Lu Feng nodded slightly, "They must have been brought in to make up the numbers."
The speech was somewhat dry, and it wasn't until 11:40 that it ended with prolonged applause, and everyone stood up to the cheerful closing music.
Lu Feng had just stretched and was thinking about how to get closer to Elmi during lunch when Park In-dong walked over to her and invited her in a very gentlemanly manner, "Miss Elmi, how about we have lunch together?"
While Lu Feng was fighting in the elevator, Park In-dong and Elmi chatted quite a bit and became quite familiar with each other. In addition, the man was tall and big and paid great attention to his appearance, which made Elmi feel much better than Lu Feng.
“Great, let’s talk about our views on the mainland market,” Elmi agreed.
Upon hearing this, Lu Feng turned around abruptly and saw the two chatting and laughing. He exclaimed inwardly, "Oh no, oh no! Forget about poaching him, they're practically digging up the foundation!"
"Honey, is this your friend?" Lu Feng asked Elmi.
"Mr. Lu, we're not that close." Elmi couldn't take it anymore. She did want to use Lu Feng's relationship. It didn't matter if they were a little ambiguous in private. As long as she got what she wanted, no one would know. But it wouldn't be good if they brought it out into the open.
Lu Feng seemed to remember something and suddenly realized, "Excuse me, I forgot what you told me before you went to bed last night, um... would this gentleman like to have dinner together?"
Park In-dong had a feeling that Lu Feng's words were referring to how he felt aggrieved after they shared a bed last night. Before he could speak, Lu Feng said with a smile, "Then we'll go first, let's go."
Elmi could only follow Lu Feng. After leaving the venue, they found a spacious lounge where many people were gathered in small groups. This was definitely a good opportunity for conversation, as many heads of international companies were there. Perhaps they could come up with something.
"Do you know about an ancient Chinese art called palm reading?" Lu Feng said to Elmi.
"Never heard of it!" Elmi stopped and asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"
“Look, everyone has palm lines. You can tell your lifespan, love life, and so on from your palm lines,” Lu Feng said, holding out his hand. “This is the love line, and this is the life line.”
"How come your lifeline is broken by such a long section?" Elmi laughed, teasing, "Were you in a vegetative state for a few years?"
"That's not important. What's important is the love line. Look, when our hands are placed together, they meet perfectly, which proves that we are destined to be together..."
Before Lu Feng could finish speaking, he suddenly realized that their fate lines didn't match. Elmi knew what trick he was trying to play and teased, "Looks like we're not meant to be."
"No, quite the opposite. Fate didn't arrange for us to meet, but we still met. Is there any greater destiny than this?" Lu Feng placed his hand in hers and whispered, "As long as I can meet you, I'm willing to defy the heavens!"
Reporters who had followed them all the way seized the opportunity to take a flurry of photos. Amidst the bustling crowd, the two stood facing each other, one slightly raising his head and staring at her with a smile, while the other nodded slightly, gazing intently at her. Such a photo would definitely be artistic.
Only Kevin, who was standing not far away, knew how sour and smelly this stuff was, while Park In-dong, who was standing at the door, understood even more the pain that came from the bottom of his heart that came with the sour smell!
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