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It was almost noon when he returned to the hotel. Lu Feng didn't eat, so he went back to wash up briefly and then went to sleep.

The scene at the Feng family's old house had turned into a mess. Under the spotlight of various media, the scene was a bit out of control. Some relatives had feelings towards Feng Zhicheng. The scene seemed to be divided into two groups, blaming each other and even taking action at one point.

It wasn't until noon that Feng Zhicheng entered the door. He wanted to leave, but he couldn't leave in this situation, otherwise the reputation of being an unworthy descendant would really be confirmed.

Feng Zhicheng entered and saw the solemn Bai Ling stepping forward. There was a huge black and white photo of Mr. Feng placed on top of the mourning hall. The coffin had not yet been nailed. There was a brazier in front of the coffin, and all kinds of exquisite items were placed on both sides. There are paper pricks, and on the left and right sides of the inside are the most famous monks in Xiangjiang, chanting sutras for salvation.

Feng Zhiyao also ordered a group of Taoist priests from Singapore to come on the day of the farewell party.

Relatives were standing outside the door, gathering in groups and talking. Feng Zhicheng walked forward, knelt down on his knees, and began to burn paper and chant sutras.

Feng Zhiyao knelt aside, wearing a white cloth and saying nothing.

After burning the paper money, both of them kowtowed. Feng Zhiyao stood up and said, "Go back, I haven't prepared any food for you."

"That bullshit nephew, was it arranged by you?" Feng Zhicheng stared at Feng Zhiyao intently and asked.

"I said no, and you don't believe it. Now everything I say is in vain. Until now, I still believe that people should be conscientious in life and take what they deserve!" Feng Zhiyao said nothing more and turned around and walked away.

He hasn't slept a wink since last night. After receiving relatives and friends in the morning, he had nothing to do in the afternoon. He simply had a meal and went to rest.

The media in Xiangjiang bombarded this matter with reports. Whether it was TV news or newspapers, it can be said that the streets were empty.

There has been a lot of abuse from the outside world against Feng Zhicheng. With the fermentation of public opinion, Sun Hung Kai's stock price has been falling continuously. Some people think that Sun Hung Kai will go downhill in this tug-of-war among the wealthy.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when Lu Feng woke up. He had a simple meal and read the newspapers all day long. Everything was under control.

On this trip, Lu Feng brought something special from home. He opened the suitcase and took out a tightly wrapped scroll. When he opened it, there was an ink painting inside. A courtyard with lush apricot trees. , full of fruits, several adults were sitting in front of the house to enjoy the cool air.

Not far away, there is a child holding a dog in his hand. The picture is very pleasant and freehand, but the rope holding the dog in the child's hand is drawn too thick, as if it has been soaked in ink.

Lu Feng stared at the painting blankly, recalling that when he came to seek investment, he had gone through many and many efforts to get the investment. This painting was given to him by Mr. Feng.

After watching for a long time, Lu Feng sighed inwardly at Mr. Feng's vision. He had already known what kind of character Feng Zhiyao was, and probably had guessed everything that happened today. Without Lu Feng, Feng Zhiyao would really be sleeping on the streets.

Lu Feng raised his head and saw that it was already nine o'clock in the evening. He stood up and picked up his cell phone to call Feng Zhiyao.

"I didn't have a good rest last night. I was too tired. I just woke up and remembered that I hadn't burned paper for your dad yet. I'll go there now." Lu Feng asked towards the phone; "You didn't have any conflict with Feng Zhicheng today, right?"

"No, I also took a rest in the afternoon. I just woke up. Now it's a foregone conclusion. He has lost the support behind him and will not be able to achieve much success. When Lee Shau Kee came today, I even had a few words with him." Feng Zhiyao thought about it. Looking at the scene at that time, he said: "He supports the victorious people."

When Lu Feng heard this, he was afraid that he would pull Feng Zhiyao up, and then he would fall to Li Shauji. He sighed and said: "Zhiyao, you can't listen to what others say. People need to work together." , you and I have known each other well over the past few years, don’t let others buy you off with just a few words, remember to discuss anything with me."

"Brother Feng, you will always be my brother Feng!" Feng Zhiyao promised.

"Then I'll leave now, see you later!" Lu Feng asked before hanging up the phone, "Did you get your father's will?"

"It was taken away by Feng Zhicheng, but there is a copy with the lawyer!"

"That's good, see you later!"

Lu Feng went downstairs and got into the car under the escort of bodyguards and went straight to the Feng family's old house. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when he arrived. Lu Feng walked towards it. The scene had long lost the bustle of the day and seemed extremely quiet.

Feng Zhiyao came out and looked much better. Lu Feng glanced at him. The two of them walked towards the mourning hall in silence. When they got there, they knelt down to burn paper. Feng Zhiyao knelt beside him and whispered: "The will." The copy has been brought over. There was such a big fuss after you left today that Feng Zhicheng had nothing to do, but he told me that he would not leave Sun Hung Kai even if he died."

"It's not up to him to leave or not. If being a rogue works, then why should I start a business? I can just go to those big companies and hang around." Lu Feng looked at the flames coming out of the brazier and said, "The day after tomorrow there will be a farewell meeting. , give the copy to Zhu Biaozhi."

Feng Zhicheng immediately understood what Zhu Biaozhi and Lu Feng had arranged. He nodded aside and after burning the paper, Feng Zhiyao said, "Kowtow."

"There's something else. Your dad got me a painting, so let him be." Lu Feng took out the prepared painting, opened it, took a look at it, and threw it into the brazier. The flames slowly turned the scene in the painting into a After removing the ashes, Lu Feng raised his head and stared at the fine coffin in front of him, secretly thinking, I'll give it back to you.

After burning the paper, Lu Feng and Feng Zhiyao went to the living room. Lu Feng sat down, lit a cigarette, and said to Feng Zhiyao: "Some things must be prepared in advance and cannot be discussed later. Since the will will be made public the day after tomorrow, then we must Make plans early.”

"What are your plans?" Feng Zhiyao asked.

"The management still needs to win over, otherwise you won't be able to start work when you go back. You also said that Li Shauji supports the winner. This is one less obstacle. The only ones left are some veterans, such as Zhenkun. You will If you speak in the boardroom, someone will listen to you. Come out for a meal and have a chat." Lu Feng said to him: "Anyone who supports you is supportive. As long as you can give them enough sweetness, it's not a big deal for them to defect."

Feng Zhiyao heard that Zhenkun's expression was a little subtle. It was obvious that he had a grudge against this person who had been his elder since he was a child.

Lu Feng noticed his discomfort and said: "Life in this world is just a stage. Where can everything go as you want and everyone pleases you? There are roughly three types of people in this world. Those who can be used can be created." You are an insignificant person, if you meet tomorrow, please don't show it."

Feng Zhiyao nodded and said with a hint of sadness: "I didn't expect that my father taught me to be sincere for half my life. In the end, it was useless. This world is made up of hypocrisy and lies."

Lu Feng saw him sighing and couldn't help but said: "Don't say that, this is called high emotional intelligence!"

"Is that scheduled for evening or noon?"

"Let's go to noon. Just say thank you to these veterans for spending so many years with your father." Lu Feng said to him.

Feng Zhiyao nodded and agreed, saying that he would find someone to make the invitation soon. As for the place to eat, don't choose a place that is too prosperous. Just find a remote mountain villa. If you go to a prosperous place and be photographed by reporters, it will be easy to make a fuss.

It was already 11:30 pm when he left the Feng family's old house. Lu Feng got in the car and felt that this matter was not a big problem. The supporters behind Feng Zhicheng were gone. If there were no supporters in the company, it would be a complete failure. The commander-in-chief.

Regardless of whether he is willing to leave the company, if two people randomly drag him out of the company and throw him on the street, the security guards probably won't give him a second glance.

That's how people are. When they gain momentum, they are defended by everyone, and obviously everyone is paying attention to them. Once they lose momentum, they are nothing.

As long as nothing goes wrong, I believe the matter will be completely resolved on the day Mr. Feng is buried, and it's time for Lu Feng to plan his own affairs.

It is basically a foregone conclusion that he will leave at the end of the year, and Lu Feng actually does not want to stay in his heart. After 1997, there will be large-scale layoffs in the country, and the economic crisis will come one after another. The large number of employees under the company will be a very headache.

Now that you have decided to leave, you have to plan a way out. There is an office space in Xiangjiang, but if you want to take root here, you still need to know people, especially those in finance.

"We're not going back to the hotel, we're going to Mr. Su's house." Lu Feng ordered the driver.

It was now the end of August, and as September entered, Lu Feng was thinking about letting Liucheng join Hurricane as the vice president, and then transfer the others.

When people move to Huihuang to work, they have to have business in Xiangjiang. In this regard, they still have to rely on Su Yourong. Lu Feng actually doesn't want to rely too much on Su Yourong, but Feng Zhiyao doesn't have much influence here.

If the Feng family could help him, Lu Feng would definitely kick Su Yourong away and let her leave from Huaneng immediately. All he had to do was divest the equity of Huaneng or register another company by himself.

The problem is, if Lu Feng dares to do this now, Su Yourong will definitely not help at all later. The situation between the two of them is that everyone knows it well and cooperates with each other.

"I'm afraid it's a disaster!"

Lu Feng sighed. The car had stopped at the door of Su Yourong's villa. The house was dark. Her servants would clean up at home during the day and go home at night.

Just as Lu Feng was about to ask the driver to turn around, a car parked nearby. The female driver got out and two female assistants opened the door and helped Su Yourong out.

Lu Feng got out of the car and saw that her cheeks were slightly red from drinking, and couldn't help but ask: "Why did you drink so much?"

"I participated in a wife's bureau, and those cousins ​​said that I didn't have a man, and Male Gobi couldn't kill them after drinking. Six of them vomited after drinking." Su Yourong walked forward with a smile on his face, and used his hands to Putting his hand on Lu Feng's shoulder, he said, "You said those ladies are just pets raised by others? They all look down on this and that."

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