At 11:30 a.m., in the hotel private room, the food was almost served. Feng Zhiyao sat next to Lu Feng, looking radiant, and asked, "Brother Feng, you just arrived?"
“Yes, I was originally going to return to the mainland after finishing up in South Africa, but the board of directors is about to have a meeting. I heard that your father is seriously ill, so I thought I'd drop by to visit you.” Lu Feng said, looking at him.
"My dad is doing alright, he's basically out of danger and has been moved to a regular ward. But he is indeed getting old and has accumulated many illnesses, it's just a matter of prolonging his life." Feng Zhiyao's expression was a little melancholy. Everyone could see clearly what was going to happen to Grandpa Feng, it was just a matter of time.
"That's good. Don't be too sad. Such a big thing, and your older brothers didn't come back?" Lu Feng asked again.
“No, those two hate me to the core right now, how could they possibly come back? My dad's condition is partly due to the cold weather, but the main reason is because of my older brother. He called and said that my dad was too biased towards me and gave me all his things. The two of them had a huge fight, and he was hospitalized a few days later.” Feng Zhiyao said dejectedly, “They are a few years older than me. We played together quite well when we were kids. We're all family. I never thought about fighting over these things.”
“Everyone grows up eventually, and when they grow up, they have to separate from their families, which is normal.” Lu Feng said while eating his food, “I’ll go see the old man tomorrow.”
"Okay, I'll make the arrangements!"
"Don't tell him, consider it a surprise!" Lu Feng instructed.
“Brother Feng, I’m feeling more and more tired and unhappy lately.” Feng Zhiyao held a glass of red wine in his hand, leaned back in his chair like a deflated balloon, and looked up at Lu Feng, saying, “I can’t explain it, but I’m annoyed every day. There are so many things around me, and so many people want to teach me things step by step, and then…”
"Life has only just begun." Lu Feng raised his hand and patted his shoulder. "Everyone on Earth has a welfare period when they first arrive. Some people have a long period, some have a short period. Now it's just that your protection period is over, and the first snowflake of life has landed on your head. You have to adapt and learn."
“But I don’t want to live like this. I told my dad that I just want to be a simple person, so that I don’t have to guess whether someone’s smile is genuine or fake as soon as I walk into the company, or whether their words have a hidden meaning. I feel like I’ve locked myself in a cage, looking at the people in other cages, guessing their thoughts and next steps.” Feng Zhiyao complained, “It’s really tiring. This is not the life I want.”
The Korean men at the dinner table fell silent. Who in this world has the life they want?
Does anyone really live this kind of life?
Life is like tempering, burning away the outer layer. No matter how much gold you have, you can refine it. It's just that the process of going from solid to liquid is painful. You may have felt frustrated, confused, unwilling, disdainful, or even want to give up, but there is no turning back.
"Brother Feng, can you help me?"
"I can't help you, just as I couldn't help my past self. This is your tribulation." Lu Feng sensed that he was standing at a crossroads in his life, but unfortunately, the choice was in his own hands, and no one could help him. Raising his glass, Lu Feng said to Feng Zhiyao, "Cheers, wishing you a bright future!"
Feng Zhiyao seemed a bit irritable, and his words at the dinner table sounded immature. He drank large gulps of red wine and eventually got drunk.
A young man can drown his sorrows in a drunken stupor!
Unlike Lu Feng and Han Guoping, who already knew that no matter how much alcohol they drank, nothing would change when they woke up tomorrow.
They booked him a room and had a waiter help Feng Zhiyao back to his room. It was almost 3:30 in the afternoon when Han Guoping hurried over and said to Lu Feng, who was about to go back to his room to rest, "Mr. Lu, something big has happened."
"What's the big deal?" Lu Feng asked, puzzled.
"Li Zaiyan is dead! He's the one we saw this morning."
"What?" Lu Feng exclaimed. His first thought was that Su Yourong had killed someone again, but then he realized that she had already acquired the shares, so there was no reason for her to do such a thing.
"How did he die?"
"He jumped off the building. The news is all over the place. I heard that after he made a scene in the morning, he went to see a lawyer and wanted to cancel the contract. After the local top lawyers reviewed it, they all believed that the contract was valid and the court would not support it. In the afternoon, he went to the United Capital building and jumped off the building half an hour later."
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