“If you withdraw my investment, you definitely won’t get any investment, and Sun Hung Kai will definitely control you in the future!” Su Yourong retorted.
"Stop, stop, stop!" Lu Feng raised his hand, not wanting to argue with her anymore; it was all a mess. He let out a long sigh and said, "I'll sign, okay?"
Lu Feng picked up a pen, signed his name, put the contract on the table, and said, "Go to the company to get it stamped tomorrow, then I'll give it to you. You can go home now."
"I'll stay a little longer," Su Yourong said with a smile.
"Oh, right, we not only need to contact those companies, but also arrange for company registration in Dubai and booking luxury hotels. Let's set it for a week from now, and it would be best to find a few local foreigners, like the British or something," Lu Feng pondered.
"What exactly do you want?" Su Yourong asked, puzzled.
“Go and do it. Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t ask. That’s all. Go back to your room first. What if Feng Zhiyao comes looking for you? If you run into him, you won’t be able to explain. I just made him cry. I went to call his dad.” As Lu Feng spoke, he stood up and grabbed her shoulder, trying to get her to stand up.
"You're hurting me! Ouch, please don't do that!" Su Yourong began to whine.
Lu Feng released her hand, looked at her, and said, "You're disgusting!"
Feng Zhiyao talked a lot on the phone. Regarding overseas export agency, Mr. Feng still felt there were risks. In addition, after that meal, he believed that there was a high possibility that Lu Feng was sold out by the entire industry. He asked Feng Zhiyao to inquire about it, and if all else failed, to help him find out about those companies and find a way out.
Feng Zhiyao put down the phone, took the elevator upstairs, and strode towards Lu Feng's room.
“Go back to your room. Don’t try this on me. I know you pretty well. We’re both shrewd people. Stop with the flirting.” Lu Feng looked at Su Yourong, reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her up and pushing her toward the door.
"How could you do this? You promised me that day, you big boss, and you didn't keep your word, bullying a little girl like me." Su Yourong said in a coquettish voice.
"You're a few years older than me, little girl? Come on, come on, I'm busy these days, let's do it another day!" Lu Feng pushed her towards the door.
As Su Yourong approached the door, just as she was about to speak, there was a knock on the door, and the two of them froze on the spot.
"Brother Feng, I need to talk to you about something. Open the door." Feng Zhiyao's voice came from outside the door.
Su Yourong felt a chill run down her spine. She stared wide-eyed at Lu Feng, barely daring to breathe. Lu Feng was also a little confused and said, "I'm taking a shower. What's up? Let's talk about it tomorrow."
"It's alright, open the door, I'll go in and sit and wait," Feng Zhiyao said without any hesitation.
"I'm going to sleep."
"What time is it? It'll be quick, just open the door."
Lu Feng knew that he couldn't refuse to open the door anymore. If he kept refusing, he was afraid that Mr. Feng would suspect something. Lu Feng pointed to the door and gestured for Su Yourong to stand there.
He pried open the door a crack wide enough to let his head through, peeked out, and looked at Feng Zhiyao, asking, "What's the matter? Why the rush?"
Feng Zhiyao was taken aback by this and asked in surprise, "Can't I go in?"
"Take it all off. I'm pretty tired today. Go wash up and go to bed. Tell me quickly if you need anything." Lu Feng said to him urgently.
"It's that one..."
Su Yourong stood at the door, looking at Lu Feng inside, when she suddenly thought of something and a smile appeared on her face.
As Feng Zhiyao spoke, Lu Feng nodded and said, "I know what I'm doing. We can't rely on investors for everything. If we can't get foreign trade sorted out today, your dad will help us find connections and solve it. If we can't figure out anything else tomorrow, your dad will solve it again. This matter... um..."
Lu Feng suddenly gasped, his expression changing drastically.
"Brother Feng, what's wrong? You don't look well!" Feng Zhiyao asked with concern.
"No...it's alright, I can handle this myself. I'm capable of that. I already have a solution. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Feng. It's getting late. Call your dad back and get some rest. You have a lot to do tomorrow," Lu Feng said to him.
"Brother Feng, are you really alright? Should we go to the hospital? Your face keeps turning red and then pale," Feng Zhiyao said worriedly.
"It's alright, you just got a little hot in the shower, it's nothing serious, you can go back now," Lu Feng advised.
"Something's been off about you," Feng Zhiyao muttered, but didn't think much of it and turned to leave.
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