"What? You said someone died?" Bai Yuanfang felt as if struck by lightning, staring wide-eyed at Lu Feng, somewhat unable to believe it.
Not to mention her, even Lu Feng found it hard to believe. She was perfectly fine in the afternoon, and suddenly she died. Thinking about what happened carefully, it sent chills down one's spine.
"I'll make a call." Lu Feng stood up and left the restaurant.
Bai Yuanfang leaned back in her chair, as if all her strength had been drained away. Her eyes were unfocused. The situation was no longer under her control. Now that someone had died, she could only hope to escape unscathed.
Lu Feng immediately called Secretary Li.
"What's up so late?"
"Put Zou Xiongfei on the phone for me."
"If there's anything, just tell me, it's the same thing." Secretary Li's tone was indifferent, making Lu Feng feel like he had been abandoned.
"Zuo Weimin is dead. Did you do it?"
"What kind of talk is that? You wouldn't suspect us out of the blue. The police are already involved. He was driving under the influence and crashed into another car, dying on the spot. Also, take care of yourself. It's come to this point where we're all going to fight to the death." The other person hung up the phone after saying that.
Lu Feng stared blankly at the dial tone for a while before immediately calling the factory.
"The phone rang; it was the factory manager's office phone."
Gao Zhiwei hurriedly came out, took his keys from his waistband, opened the door, answered the phone, and said with a hint of expectation, "Hello? Is this President Lu?"
“It’s me, Manager Gao. Listen to me, Zuo Weimin is dead, and things are in chaos here. Before I left, I asked you to contact as many suppliers as possible, no matter how big or small. How’s your work going?” Lu Feng said in a deep voice.
Gao Zhiwei smiled when he heard the voice on the phone. No matter when, as long as that voice was there, he felt at ease. It was as if Lu Feng, a man several years younger than him, gave him an indescribable sense of reliability.
“We’ve contacted quite a few, but some of them are of average quality. How did Zuo Weimin die? How’s the acquisition of that factory going? I heard there are many factories like Zuo Weimin’s in Baiyuan City.” Gao Zhiwei hesitated and said, “Why don’t we contact other companies and temporarily replace them?”
"The factory acquisition shouldn't be a problem. It's a bit chaotic right now, but I should be back before the New Year. Don't ask about other factories. These factories are all sticking together. I heard that Zuo Weimin is supplying you, so other factories won't pay any attention to you. Try to stay as stable as possible. How's the market situation?"
"We still lack production capacity. We're operating on two shifts now. Our business is booming, and it's even starting to spill over into other provinces. Our new products sold out as soon as they hit the market. It's almost Chinese New Year, and everyone wants to buy something for their kids."
"I understand. We'll talk about the expansion later. How much money do I have on this card right now?" Lu Feng asked.
"Let me ask Da Tou!" Zuo Weimin put down the phone, stuck his head out of the window, and shouted at the finance office, "Da Tou, come here for a second."
Da Tou went out the door, looking unhappy. Several young female finance staff behind him covered their mouths and laughed. They came over and said, "General Manager Gao, can you not call me Da Tou? My surname is Zhang."
"Whatever your surname, do as you please, as if those girls are interested in you. President Lu called, asking how much money you transferred to his card?" Gao Zhiwei looked at him speechlessly.
"Brother Feng is calling!" Da Tou asked happily, picking up the phone. "Brother Feng, how are you doing over there? How's the food?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm asking you, how much money is in this card right now?"
"Over two million, our factory is making over 1.8 million a month now, almost two million. I've transferred the money to you twice..."
"Alright, give the phone to Manager Gao." Lu Feng was relieved to hear about the money in the card. Even if he didn't get involved in anything now, two million was enough to buy a factory at rock-bottom prices.
"Mr. Lu, are you coming back in the next couple of days?"
"Ten or eight days, I'll get things sorted out. I haven't even called home to see how my wife is doing lately."
“My sister-in-law came by a few days ago. She’s temporarily given up her job at the electronics factory. It’s almost Chinese New Year, so she’s busy with washing and cleaning. It’s all good.”
Lu Feng asked about some things at the factory. With Gao Zhiwei there, he felt at ease. If it were just Han Dong and Da Tou, the factory would probably be bankrupt by the time he returned after being away for more than a month.
After hanging up the phone, he felt much better. He decided not to get involved in the rest of the matter and would just wait for the drama to end so he could buy a factory at rock-bottom prices.
Today someone attacks Zuo Weimin, tomorrow someone might attack Lu Feng.
Back in his seat, Lu Feng saw that Bai Yuanfang hadn't touched his food and said, "There was a car accident. You can't drink and drive. Something happened."
“Never mind him, it’s almost Chinese New Year, why don’t you come back with me?” Bai Yuanfang said with a hint of anticipation in her eyes, “I’ll divorce him in the next couple of days, and you can meet my son when we get back.”
Upon hearing the word "son," Lu Feng's hair nearly stood on end. He declined, saying, "Let's eat first, we'll talk about it later."
“Then I’ll give him my son, and we’ll have another one together. Let’s try our best tonight,” Bai Yuanfang said excitedly.
"Pfft, cough cough cough!" Lu Feng coughed violently as a piece of beef got stuck in his throat.
The other people in the restaurant all turned to look, their expressions quite mocking, and they all pricked up their ears.
"I'm full, I'm going back to my room." Lu Feng put down his knife and fork, stood up, and started walking back.
"What do you mean?" Bai Yuanfang chased after him.
This night was inevitable. Master Jin sat blankly at the dinner table all night, thinking that if he lost, his life would be completely over.
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