"Alright, alright!" Lu Feng hurriedly pulled Feng Zhiyao aside and said, "Uncle Kun instructed us not to have this kind of conflict."
Upon hearing this, Feng Zhiyao suppressed his anger. Zhenkun had instructed him to keep an eye on Lu Feng, but he couldn't hold back any longer. The main reason was that this Aisen was too arrogant, as if these people of status were worthless in his eyes.
In the past, even when meeting the most important people, there was never any contempt in his eyes. But in Eisen's eyes, it was as if everyone present, except him, was not worthy of being called human. His arrogance was so contemptible that it made people want to slap him.
“You’re an overseas Chinese too, right? We’re from China,” Lu Feng said to Eisen.
Hearing this, Eisen raised an eyebrow. The others became nervous when they saw Lu Feng trying to get close to Eisen. Lambert's money was fixed; if he invested in Zhang San, Li Si would have nothing left.
"So what if I'm from China? Now is the time to talk business. I'm still from Earth."
"Exactly! Everyone gets investment based on their abilities. What's the point of talking about your skin color? I'm black, too."
The crowd started talking all at once, their voices all directed at Lu Feng. The scene was a bit noisy, and Lu Feng felt somewhat embarrassed by their chatter. He frowned slightly and said, "Now doesn't seem like the time to talk about me. Everyone, please continue to listen to what General Manager Aisen has to say!"
Eisen looked at Lu Feng with a mocking gaze, held up a finger and wiggled it, saying, "NO! NO! NO! From the moment my father swore an oath to join the United States, I had no connection with that place anymore. Besides, I was born in the United States. Let me tell you, your skin color is not a plus for you, but a minus!"
Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at Lu Feng. Finding investment was not easy for them, and they were all happy to have such a young competitor.
Lu Feng wasn't annoyed by this. He said, "You should still understand Chinese, right? Look at my mouth: You big idiot!"
Eisen frowned slightly, unsure of what he meant, and said, "Alright, those are the three conditions. Next is lunch, but unfortunately, it wasn't prepared for you. If you can accept this, we will talk separately this afternoon. I will select the most suitable companies for investment and submit them to you. After that, you will meet with Lambert."
A whole morning of waiting only to receive such a few dismissive words left everyone dissatisfied. But what could they do? Everyone who came here was a fat sheep, a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
Never expect Wall Street investors to buy a company at a high valuation; they only look for bargains around the world, and if there are no bargains to be found, they will create them.
Lu Feng went downstairs. The group of people who had just been scolded like primary school students were now surrounded by bodyguards and secretaries, each exuding an imposing aura. Anyone who didn't know better would think that he had just finished a board meeting upstairs.
The Thai man walked over to Lu Feng and said, "Want to eat something together?"
"No need, we have other things to do." Lu Feng made up an excuse to decline.
"Where are your bodyguards? It's always best to be careful when you're out and about. You can contact me if you're going to Thailand." Sompa said politely, "Mr. Lu is so young, he must have a bright future. Unlike me, I'm just in the rubber business, and now I'm being held hostage internationally. I have no choice but to bow my head!"
"I don't know how much money I can get yet. What happened just now was indeed uncomfortable. If I go to Thailand, I will definitely come to you," Lu Feng said politely.
They were very enthusiastic when they invited him, but in the end they didn't give Lu Feng a business card, let alone his address. Everyone knew perfectly well that it was just polite formalities.
"Let's go find a place to eat," Lu Feng said to the people behind him.
"President Lu, you guys got humiliated up there?" Wang Yuanhe was a little incredulous, but judging from the conversation with that boss just now, it seemed like he had a bad time!
An Jiahui and Liu Yilong were also somewhat shocked. In their imagination, a meeting of this level would be held in a luxurious office, with high-end etiquette.
"Feeling humiliated?" Feng Zhiyao sneered. "I wanted to beat that idiot up too. Forget it, let's go eat. We'll talk to that Eisen guy alone this afternoon. He won't be that kind of person either, will he?"
"How would I know? The three of them should be able to go up this afternoon." Lu Feng looked at the three eager-to-try individuals, smiled, and said, "I'll show you how world-class business negotiations are conducted. Let's have lunch first."
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