The next morning, Chu Feng was up early as usual. Only today, he didn’t have to go anywhere; it was fine just to sit around.
Cui Jingyan and Qin i also got up very early. Today, many people would still visit, and so of them were individuals they had to et.
After breakfast, the house began to bustle once again.
Those who ca to give New Year’s greetings were continuous, and many were business partners. Of course, even more were looking to establish a connection and see if any cooperation could be done with the Fengjing Group.
The Fengjing Group, as the most suddenly risen and most mysterious background company in East River, had caught the attention of many.
From the beginning as a small entertainnt company, the Fengjing Group had beco a comprehensive group spanning entertainnt, shopping malls, and real estate, in less than a year.
Such a rate of growth was absolutely astounding, and it seed that the rise of the Fengjing Group encountered no twists or turns. Additionally, various powers in East River seed to have tacitly approved the rise of the Fengjing Group. This was the aspect that most puzzled other major companies in East River.
East River was large but also small.
The rise of the Fengjing Group naturally ant that so people’s interests would be hard, but all parties remained silent. This led to even more speculations about the Fengjing Group.
At noon, Ning Xiaoman and her father ca together.
As an important partner of the Fengjing Group, Ning Xiaoman naturally had to have lunch at Chu Feng’s place.
To the surprise of Ning Xiaoman’s father, the young Chu Feng had beco the largest shareholder of Kai Sheng Group. Amazed, he asked many questions during the al, which had the air of a man choosing a son-in-law.
This made both Ning Xiaoman and Chu Feng feel sowhat uncomfortable.
After lunch with her father, Ning Xiaoman left Chu Feng’s place.
In the afternoon, more people arrived, and around four o’clock, no more visitors ca. At last, today’s business could be wrapped up.
"Finally, no more people," Cui Jingyan and Qin i said as they both stretched and inadvertently revealed a section of their smooth, fair waists.
This made Chu Feng unable to help himself. He stealthily sneaked several glances.
"What are you looking at, you little guy whose fur hasn’t grown fully yet?" Cui Jingyan said.
Chu Feng really wanted to retort with, ’You know whether my fur has fully grown or not.’ But in front of Qin i, he truly didn’t dare.
"Although the Spring Festival used to be a bit plainly celebrated, at least we could spend it at ho. Now it’s affluent, but it’s even more tiring than when we weren’t celebrating," said Qin i, as she stretched her waist.
"Exactly, the two of us are worn out from hard work. And what about him? He’s had it good all day, reading novels. I have no idea what you can get out of those," Cui Jingyan said.
Chu Feng put down his phone and said, "Speaking of which, I did notice sothing. There’s a guy nad Mu Yu who wrote ’Cultivation Expert in School’, and it feels so much like a rip-off of . Just as handso, just as dashing, and equally talented."
"Does it also include being just as obnoxious? Without that, it wouldn’t be a rip-off of you," Cui Jingyan said.
Chu Feng glanced at his phone and said, "There’s a bit of obnoxiousness, but I think that’s not the protagonist’s fault. It must be the author who’s a bit obnoxious. I’ll contact this author later and ask him to write with a bit more righteousness. Just like ."
"Shaless!" the two won said in unison.
"Ding dong!"
Just as the three were considering what to eat for dinner, the doorbell rang once more.
Chu Feng went to open the door, but the visitor surprised him.
Xingzi, the elite student, had co with her bodyguard.
"Mr. Chu, Happy New Year," said Xingzi, bowing deeply in her kimono, speaking to Chu Feng with respect.
But clearly, Chu Feng had no intention of inviting Xingzi into the room, as he stood in the doorway without moving an inch.
"Mr. Chu, a guest that cos to the door should be welcod. Besides, I’ve co to give New Year’s greetings. You not letting in does not comply with the etiquette that you Huaxia people talk about, does it?" Xingzi said.
Chu Feng replied, "The etiquette of the Huaxia is for those who also observe etiquette. We never observe etiquette with those who don’t."
"Mr. Chu, no matter what, I’ve co to give New Year’s greetings. Can’t you even let in for a cup of tea? Or are you scared?" said Xingzi.
"Alright then, since you’ve co, I won’t have to go looking for you. If you want to have tea, then have tea," Chu Feng pondered for a mont, then stepped aside to let Xingzi enter the room.
The bodyguard behind Xingzi, carrying sothing, also followed Chu Feng inside. However, just as the bodyguard entered, Chu Feng suddenly closed the door with a bang.
A thud was then heard, though it was unclear what had hit the door.
"Mr. Chu, he’s only here for my safety; there’s no other intention," Xingzi said.
"If he’s here, I don’t feel safe," Chu Feng said.
Chu Feng and Xingzi took seats on the sofa.
Qin i ran to make a pot of tea, then went upstairs with Qin i to read novels.
They too were curious to see whether the protagonist in Mu Yu’s novels could be more despicable than Chu Feng.
"Mr. Chu, you’re really lucky to enjoy the blessings of everyone," Xingzi started.
Chu Feng replied, "It’s the Spring Festival, and you may have ti, but my ti is quite limited. If you have sothing to say, just say it directly."
Xingzi said, "Then, Mr. Chu, I’ll get straight to the point. I’ve co on behalf of Mr. Chuandao, the president of Eastern Comrce, to plead for rcy. Mr. Chuandao has realized his mistakes, so he’s hoping that Mr. Chu can spare him."
Chu Feng leaned back in his chair and said, "I don’t quite understand what you’re saying."
"Mr. Chu, there’s a saying in Huaxia, ’honest people don’t speak in riddles.’ Mr. Chuandao has ended up like this, and I think it must have sothing to do with you. Whatever conditions you have, Mr. Chu, just ntion them. Mr. Chuandao will try his best to et them," Xingzi said.
Chu Feng leaned forward half a ter, a cold light flashing in his eyes, and said, "I want my dead workers to co back to life; I want him to be able to go ho for the Spring Festival. Can he do that?"
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