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It was almost noon when we got back to the hotel, Lu Feng didn't eat, went back to wash up and fell asleep.

The scene at the Feng family's old house had become a mess, and the scene was a little out of control under the fire of various media. Some relatives had feelings for Feng Zhicheng, and the scene seemed to be divided into two factions.

It wasn't until noon that Feng Zhicheng entered the door. He wanted to leave, but it was really impossible to leave in this situation, otherwise the name of unworthy descendant would really be solid.

Feng Zhicheng entered inside, and saw the solemn Bai Ling stepping forward. A huge black and white photo of Mr. Feng was placed on the mourning hall. There are paper-stitched people, and on the left and right sides of the inside are the most famous monks in Xiangjiang, who are chanting sutras.

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

Relatives were standing outside the door, gathering in groups of three or four to discuss, Feng Zhicheng stepped forward and knelt down on his knees, and began to burn papers and chant scriptures on the spot.

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

After the paper money was burned, both of them kowtowed, Feng Zhiyao stood up and said, "Go back, I didn't prepare a meal for you."

"That **** nephew, you arranged it, right?" Feng Zhicheng asked Feng Zhiyao intently.

"I said no, and you don't believe me. What I say now is useless. Until now, I still believe that people should live with conscience and take what they should take!" Feng Zhiyao turned around and walked away without saying much.

He hasn't closed his eyes since last night. After receiving relatives and friends in the morning, he has nothing to do in the afternoon. He simply ate a meal and went to rest.

Hong Kong's media bombarded this matter with indiscriminate reports, whether it was TV news or newspaper media, it can be said that it was empty.

There are many voices of abuse against Feng Zhicheng from the outside world. With the fermentation of public opinion, the stock price of Sun Hung Kai has continued to drop. Some people think that Sun Hung Kai will go downhill in this tug-of-war among giants.

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. Everything was under control.

During this trip, Lu Feng brought a special thing from home, opened the suitcase, and took out a tightly wrapped painting scroll. After opening it, there was an ink painting inside a courtyard with lush apricot trees. , full of fruits, a few adults sat at the door of the house to enjoy the shade.

Not far away, a child is holding a dog in his hand. The picture is very comfortable and freehand, but the drawing of the rope leading the dog in the child's hand is too thick, as if soaked in ink.

Lu Feng stared blankly at the painting, recalling that when he came to ask for investment, he had to toss and turn over and over again to get the investment. This painting was given to him by Mr. Feng.

After watching for a long time, Lu Feng sighed in his heart at Mr. Feng's eyes. He already knew Feng Zhiyao's personality, and probably guessed everything today. Without Lu Feng, Feng Zhiyao would really be sleeping on the street.

Lu Feng raised his head and saw that it was already nine o'clock in the evening, so he got up and picked up his mobile phone to call Feng Zhiyao.

"I didn't have a good rest last night. I was too tired. I just woke up and realized that I haven't burned paper for your dad yet. I'll go there now." Lu Feng asked on the phone; "Didn't you have any conflict with Feng Zhicheng today?"

"No, I also rested in the afternoon. I just woke up. Now it's a foregone conclusion. He has lost the support behind him, so he won't be able to make much of a difference. When Lee Shau Kee came today, I had a few words with him." Feng Zhiyao recalled Looking at the scene at the time, he said: "He supports the people who win."

Hearing this, Lu Feng was afraid that Feng Zhiyao would be pulled up, and then he would fall to Li Zhaoji's side, and sighed, "Zhiyao, you can't listen to what people say about everything. People need to work together. , as for you and me, we have known everything for the past few years, don’t be bought by others with a few words, remember to discuss with me if you have anything to do.”

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

"Then I'm leaving now, see you later!" Lu Feng asked before hanging up the phone: "Have you got your father's will?"

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

"That's good, see you later!"

Lu Feng went downstairs, escorted by bodyguards, got into the car and went straight to Feng's old house. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when he arrived.

Feng Zhiyao came out to welcome him. He looked much better. Lu Feng glanced at him, and the two walked towards the mourning hall in silence. When they got there, they knelt down to burn paper. Feng Zhiyao knelt aside and said in a low voice: "The will The copy has already been brought over, there was a lot of trouble after you left today, Feng Zhicheng has nothing to do, but he told me that he will not leave Sun Hung Kai even if he dies."

"It's not up to him whether to leave or not. If it's useful to be a rascal, why should I start a business? Just go to those big companies and let it go." Lu Feng looked at the flames emerging from the brazier and said: "The day after tomorrow, the farewell party will be held." , give the copy to Zhu Biaozhi."

Feng Zhicheng immediately understood what Zhu Biaozhi and Lu Feng arranged, and nodded at the side. After burning the paper, Feng Zhiyao said, "Kowtow."

"There is something else, your dad got me a painting, let him go too." Lu Feng took out the prepared painting, opened it, took a look, and threw it into the brazier. The flames slowly turned the scene in the painting into After removing the ashes, Lu Feng raised his head and stared at the fine coffin in front of him, thinking to himself, I returned it to you.

After burning the paper, Lu Feng and Feng Zhiyao went to the living room. Lu Feng sat down and lit a cigarette, and said to Feng Zhiyao, "Some things need to be prepared in advance, and we can't talk about them at that time. Since the will will be made public the day after tomorrow, then we have to Make plans early."

"How do you plan?" Feng Zhiyao asked.

"The management still needs to win over, otherwise it will be difficult for you to start working when you go back. You also said that Lee Shau Kee supports the winner. This is considered to be one less obstacle. The rest are some veterans, such as Zhenkun. You put Someone listens to what you say in the board of directors, so call them out to have a meal and chat." Lu Feng said to him: "Supporting anyone is support, as long as you can give them enough sweetness, it's not a big deal for them to defect."

When Feng Zhiyao heard Zhenkun's expression was a bit subtle, it was obvious that he had a grudge against this person who he had been an elder since he was a child, after this incident.

Lu Feng saw his discomfort, and said, "Life is a stage. How can everything go your way and everyone catches your eye? There are roughly three types of people in this world. Those who can be used can be created. If you meet someone tomorrow, you should never show it."

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

Seeing his emotion, Lu Feng couldn't help but said, "Don't say that, it's called high EQ!"

"Is that scheduled for evening or noon?"

"At noon, let's just say thank you to these veterans for being with your father for so many years." Lu Feng said to him.

Feng Zhiyao nodded and agreed, saying that he would find someone to make invitations in a short while. As for the place to eat, he couldn't choose a place that was too prosperous, just find a remote mountain villa. If he went to a prosperous place and was photographed by reporters, it would be easy to make a fuss about.

It was already 11:30 p.m. when we got out of Feng's old house. Lu Feng felt that this matter was not a big problem when he got in the car. The supporters behind Feng Zhicheng were gone. Commander-in-Chief.

Regardless of whether he is willing to leave the company or not, the security guards probably won't even give him a second look if they randomly find two people to drag him out of the company and throw him on the road.

This is how people are, when they gain momentum, everyone defends it, and it is obvious that everyone is watching it. Once it loses momentum, it is nothing.

As long as nothing goes wrong, I believe that 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.

Leaving at the end of the year is basically a foregone conclusion. In fact, Lu Feng doesn't want to stay anymore. After 1997, there will be major layoffs in the country. The economic crisis will be wave after wave. UU Reading www.uukanshu. A large number of employees under the com company will be a very headache.

Now that he has decided to leave, he has to plan his way out. He has an office in Xiangjiang, but if he wants to take root here, he still needs to know people, especially in finance.

"Not going back to the hotel, go to Mr. Su's house." Lu Feng told the driver.

Now that it's the end of August, Lu Feng is thinking about getting Liu Cheng into Hurricane as the vice president first, and then transferring others.

If someone transferred to Hurricane to work, he had to have business in Xiangjiang, and he still had to rely on Su Yourong in this respect. Lu Feng actually didn't want to rely too much on Su Yourong, but Feng Zhiyao didn't have much influence here.

If the Feng family could help him, Lu Feng would definitely kick Su Yourong away and immediately let her leave Hurricane. He only needed to divest Hurricane's equity, or register another family by himself.

The problem is, if Lu Feng dares to do this now, Su Yourong will definitely not help in the future. The current situation of 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 already parked at the entrance of Su Yourong's villa, the house was pitch black, her servants cleaned up at home during the day and went home at night.

Just as Lu Feng was about to tell the driver to turn around, a car stopped beside him. The female driver got off and two female assistants opened the door to help Su Yourong get down.

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

"Participated in a wives game, and those cousins ​​said that I don't have a man, Mahler Gobi, I can't drink them to death, and I vomited six of them." Su Yourong walked forward with a smile on her face, and clapped her hands. Putting on Lu Feng's shoulders, he said, "You said those wives are pets raised by other people, aren't they? Everyone looks down on this or that."