For this group of the world's top wealthy people, they are surrounded by decent people and follow a certain set of etiquette.
They all want to be shameless and decent people. When everyone puts on airs, they naturally look boring. However, Lu Feng, a shameless person, is like a monkey breaking into a high-end banquet. Of course these people like it.
In the morning, breakfast had been served in Su Yourong's room. Lu Feng was eating breakfast. Su Yourong squatted on the chair opposite, playing with his hair with one hand and reading an English newspaper with the other.
With.
"Do you understand?" Lu Feng said while eating his meal: "It's really Zhu Bajie who wears glasses and pretends to be a cultural person."
Su Yourong put down the newspaper, stared at Lu Feng for a long time, and asked: "Can you tell me why you know the English on this? As far as I know, those college students majoring in English around you read newspapers.
It’s all very difficult.”
"You're self-taught," Lu Feng said in a confused way.
"You are hiding something from me. In the past few years that we have known each other, I have always felt that you have a big secret." Su Yourong leaned on the table with his elbow and said, "When are you going to tell me?"
Lu Feng glanced at her and wrote lightly: "You have the big secret. I am a very simple person. I just think it is always good to learn more things, so I learned English."
"It's really outrageous to go to the grave and burn English newspapers. Even the ghosts think it's outrageous." Su Yourong didn't ask any more questions. She knew that the other party didn't want to talk, and if he continued to ask, he would only be asking for trouble.
In the morning, Zhenkun and his party checked out. Feng Zhiyao originally didn't want to go back, but he was the vice president of the group now and could no longer be as willful as before. He had to consider the company in everything, so he left together in the morning.
Before leaving, he wanted to say goodbye to Lu Feng, but Lu Feng was not there at all, so he could only ask Wang Yuanhe to tell him.
Wang Yuanhe and the others were also wondering, where are the people from Lu Feng?
"This is an invitation someone just sent over, inviting us to attend the Morgan dinner." An Jiahui took out a beautifully made invitation and said, "Now Mr. Lu doesn't know where he is, what should I do?"
"I only joined in the evening, it's still early." Liu Yilong looked at the time and said, "Just wait a little longer."
Lu Feng came back just before noon and chatted a lot with Su Yourong about future development. She was quite satisfied with the current development of United Capital, and her status in the Hong Kong business community was steadily improving, so she didn't have much ambition in the short term.
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Su Yourong didn't understand the situation, and she had no interest in technology. She came out of that mountain village simply because she wanted to become a rich person.
Lu Feng can understand her, but she will never understand Lu Feng!
Lu Feng's Hurricane Capital in Hong Kong, Sun Hung Kai's secret holding, and United Capital, these three companies seem to have reached a delicate balance. When one day this balance is broken, will Su Yourong still be able to live such a leisurely and comfortable life as today?
?
Maybe she had already figured it out, so she kept getting money from Lu Feng and put it in her own pocket first.
At noon, Lu Feng was eating in the restaurant. When he saw Wang Yuanhe and three others arriving, he ordered: "Get changed and dress up in the afternoon, and go to the dinner party in the evening."
"Okay, Mr. Lu, they have all left. Mr. Feng came to see you this morning, but you were not here, so let us tell you that he has also gone back." Liu Yilong said.
"I know, let's go. Let's eat. Tonight is a big deal." Lu Feng said without any unnecessary emotion.
"One more thing, someone sent an invitation. Does it conflict with the dinner tonight?" An Jiahui thought of the invitation and said hurriedly.
"Invitation?" Lu Feng raised his head and was a little surprised. He didn't know anyone on Wall Street. Who would send him an invitation? He asked, "What invitation? Let me see!"
"Leave it in my room, I'll go get it." An Jiahui said and trotted away.
After a while, an invitation was brought over and handed to Lu Feng. Lu Feng took one look at it, slapped his thigh and shouted: "Damn, what a loss!"
"Ah?" An Jiahui was shocked and asked hurriedly: "Where did you lose?"
"This is the dinner we are going to tonight." Lu Feng put the invitation aside and sighed.
"Isn't that good?" Wang Yuanhe wondered: "How could it be a loss?"
"Alas..." Lu Feng let out a long sigh and said, "We've lost hundreds of millions. Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. Just get ready."
The three of them looked at each other. In the past two days, they felt that although Mr. Lu was not a few years older than them, they always felt that Mr. Lu said something that young people could not understand.
Just after dinner, Jennifer arrived at the hotel. Jennifer's dress today was a little more restrained than last night, but she was still eye-catching.
"Hi!" Jennifer said hello and sat down, staring at Lu Feng and saying: "I can't believe that at such a young age, you have already built such a big business from nothing. It really surprises me."
"It's just a small fight, what does your family do?" Lu Feng said politely.
"Those who work in real estate are considered ordinary people on Wall Street." Jennifer scratched her hair and said, "I have always had a crush on young talents, not to mention you are so good-looking."
"Really? Hahaha, then I'm really honored." Lu Feng took a sip of water and said: "I still hope that you can help me with tonight's dinner. It was originally someone from Goldman Sachs who asked me to come, but after I came, it turned out that
Leave me alone."
"It's okay. Morgan's dinner starts at seven o'clock. We need to go early. There is a small party. Then we will introduce you to the daughter of the big shot." Jennifer glanced at the time and said, "We will be at three o'clock.
Let’s go.”
"Okay! Then I'll go change clothes first." Lu Feng stood up and said.
Jennifer looked at this and said, "Isn't it very polite to leave me alone in the hotel's living room?"
"Then I'll find someone to accompany you."
"No, I'll go to your room." Jennifer stood up and said.
"This...isn't appropriate." Lu Feng pretended to be reserved.
Jennifer was a little surprised. She really didn't expect a man to say such things to her. She was stunned for a moment and said: "This is the United States. Don't think too much, we are just ordinary friends."
"Okay, it's good to be open." Lu Feng stood up with a smile and took her to his room.
In the room, Lu Feng changed his clothes, and Jennifer praised her good figure a few times. Jennifer had already thought about what would happen, but things did not go as smoothly as she imagined. Lu Feng seemed to only think about
Dinner tonight.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the two cars sped towards the manor where the dinner was held. In the car, Lu Feng looked at Jennifer next to him and asked: "The beauty I am going to meet today is the daughter of a big shot. Why do you still listen to Kelly?"
Silk?"
"Big shots also need something, such as some information. No one here wants to offend three parties. The first is the military, the second is the tax bureau, and the third is them." Jennifer explained.
Under normal circumstances, taxes are powerful. No matter what kind of person you are, as long as you don't pay taxes, the King of Heaven and I can't save you. Many times, they can do things that Kelis and others can't do.
The butts of some big shots are not clean, so it is normal to please these units.
The car stopped at the entrance of the manor, opened the door, and sped in. This was a relatively old manor with a strong literary and artistic atmosphere. After getting out of the car, Jennifer took Lu Feng directly upstairs.
On the third floor, the interior decoration is quite simple, with a European last century feel. Refreshments are placed on a large solid wood table, and seven or eight men and women gather together to chat.
Among them was the president of Merrill Lynch that day, Chris.
Jennifer took Lu Feng into a room, where several white girls were sitting. One of them was pretty and had a certain aura of nobility in her movements. It was obvious that Daqin had such a temperament only among the nobility since she was a child.
"Ivanka!" Jennifer walked in and praised her: "Even more beautiful than yesterday."
"You are also very beautiful today!" Ivanka said with a smile.
"Let me introduce to you, this is Mr. Lu Feng, the chairman of Jiafeng Group." Jennifer introduced.
"Hello!" Ivanka said, extending her hand.
After shaking hands, the two parties sat down and chatted. Ivanka didn't ask much about Lu Feng. She just wanted to help protect him at today's dinner.
As for what happened between Kelis's gang and him, she didn't want to know, nor was she interested in knowing. She knew one thing very well, that is, knowing too much might not necessarily be beneficial.
At four o'clock, when Ivanka was going to change into dinner clothes, Lu Feng and Jennifer stood up and walked out.
"Don't think that because they are big shots, it's hard to talk to them. Sometimes it's just the opposite." Jennifer asked, "Are you hungry? There is afternoon tea over there."
"I'm okay!"
Lu Feng entered the room. Wang Yuanhe and the other three were waiting outside. They had almost finished eating and drinking. Lu Feng walked over to get coffee.
Chris had a very lively chat with several women. He talked about the last dinner with Lu Feng and said, "Let me tell you, that guy will come again tonight. You don't know. He is so funny."
A monkey."
"Hahahaha, right? It looks like there will be some fun tonight."
"It's better than a boring dinner party. Anyway, I'm looking forward to it."
"Who isn't?"
Chris glanced back casually with a smile on his face, and suddenly saw Lu Feng standing not far away drinking coffee. He was surprised and said: "Oh my God, he actually came early. Look, it's him!"
Seven or eight people turned their heads and stared at Lu Feng. The expressions on their faces were very expectant, as if a comedy show was about to be staged.
"Hi! He is drinking coffee. Do you think he has drunk coffee?" asked a middle-aged woman.
"Although he said he was rich, I think there is no coffee in his country."
"You can find out if you go and ask." After Chris finished speaking, he walked towards Lu Feng and asked, "Boy, do you still remember me?"
His face was full of banter, and the feeling of contempt made people want to slap him in the face. Lu Feng's displeasure was directly reflected on his face, and he said: "Of course I remember, Merrill Lynch Investment President, Chris!"