SFS Chapter 1081 Mr. Lu, am I not late?
Chapter 1081 Mr. Lu, am I not late?
Lu Yanran subconsciously grasped Lu Feng's arm, her voice filled with worry.
Uncle Lu Yusong's lips were trembling, and Aunt Wang Yuxiu was so anxious that she kept pulling at the corner of Lu Yanran's clothes, her eyes full of pleading, "Quickly persuade your brother, don't force it."
Lu Feng felt his family's fear and worry.
He turned his head, gently patted the back of Lu Yanran's hand, and gave her a look that said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."
That look was calm and steady, with an absolute confidence that one was in control of everything, which miraculously calmed the turbulent waves in Lu Yanran's heart.
Then, Lu Feng slowly turned his gaze back to Zhao Dezhu, who was waiting for his apology with a "magnanimous" look on his face, and Manager Zhang, who was trying to remain calm.
"Take off..." Lu Feng spoke, his voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.
"Hengtai..." He repeated Hengtai's name again.
Zhao Dezhu and Manager Zhang subconsciously puffed out their chests higher, and could hardly control the smug smiles on their faces.
Look! This guy has given in! The tone in which he pronounced these two names clearly showed that he had come to terms with reality!
However, Lu Feng's next words made their smiles freeze on their faces instantly, as if they were instantly frozen by a cold wave of minus 100 degrees!
The corners of Lu Feng's mouth slowly curled up into an extremely slight arc. In that arc, there was no awe at all, only an indifference that overlooked the hustle and bustle, saw through the illusions, and... a hint of indescribable mockery.
"They are all very powerful groups." Lu Feng's voice was still calm, and even no emotion could be heard.
Zhao Dezhu and Manager Zhang felt relieved and were just about to continue the conversation and finish the "reconciliation" scene.
But the words Lu Feng uttered next were like two ice-hardened daggers, piercing their newly-awakened fantasies with precision and coldness:
"but......"
He paused slightly, and his gaze, like solid ice spikes, swept across the two people's instantly stiff faces.
"Just based on these, are you qualified to scare me?"
"Are you worthy enough to ask Lu Feng... to apologize?"
"Wha...what?!" The color drained from Zhao Dezhu's face instantly, and a surge of humiliated rage and even stronger anxiety washed over him! Has this kid lost his mind?!
Without waiting for Zhao Dezhu to roar, nor before Manager Zhang raised the Hengtai banner again.
Lu Feng moved.
He casually took out his cell phone, opened the address book, found a number, dialed it and said a few words softly.
Because Lu Feng spoke softly, Zhao Dezhu and the others did not hear the specific content.
Then, before they could react, Lu Feng made another call. Just like before, he said a few words and hung up.
After doing all this, he no longer paid attention to the two people standing there, but pulled the stunned Lu Yanran and his uncle to sit on the sofa nearby.
Seeing him like this, Zhao Dezhu and Manager Zhang became more and more nervous, but they didn't know what to say.
On the sofa, Lu Yusong glanced at the two people standing there, then looked at his nephew sitting next to him, and his inner worry grew stronger.
"Xiaofeng, uncle knows that I have already achieved the results that others need to look up to, but Hengtai Group and Tengfei Group are both well-known business empires in our country!"
"Each of them has a market value of trillions. You are still young. If you offend them, I'm afraid your future development..."
Lu Yusong didn't finish the rest of the words, but Lu Feng understood what he meant.
"Uncle, don't worry. Although Hengtai and Tengfei are powerful, your nephew is no pushover either. Just wait and see!"
"Anyway, in the Magic City, you can say my name at will."
Lu Feng patted his chest, as if to say, "If you have any questions, just mention my name."
But the next second he added:
"Don't mention my name to those low-ranking people. They may not know me!"
After all, although he has now successfully stood at the top of the pyramid in the Magic City and is well-known by bigwigs such as Su Tiancheng and Nie Yun, some small characters may not necessarily know him, such as Manager Zhang and the other one.
The family just sat there, chatting as if they were at home.
Time passed minute by minute, and no one left the sales hall. These onlookers all wanted to see what the final outcome of this matter would be.
Did the employees of the two established groups successfully use the reputation of their own companies to force back the fierce dragon Lufeng, or did Lufeng, the fierce dragon, forcefully oppress the two established groups' reputations?
Another ten minutes passed, and just when everyone was about to get impatient, a hurried figure came into their sight.
The figure jogged over, his high-end suit soaked with sweat from the intense exercise.
Manager Zhang, who was still wondering who Lu Feng had called, turned pale instantly when he saw the person coming, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.
His behavior made Zhao Dezhu even more panicked.
"Manager Zhang, what are you doing?"
Before Manager Zhang could reply, the figure had already appeared in front of him.
Then, a slapping sound resounded throughout the entire hall, causing everyone to cover their mouths.
"Zhao! Who is this guy? He actually came up and slapped the sales manager. Doesn't he know that this is Hengtai Group's property?"
Some of the people who registered spoke in surprise, but before they could finish their words, they were forced to explain things to others by the people next to them.
"Don't you know? This is Zhou Lixin, the head of Hengtai Group's Shanghai branch. It would be easy for him to beat up a small sales manager."
"What! He's the head of Hengtai Group's Magic City branch?!"
"Doesn't that mean he..."
Before the man could finish his words, another slap interrupted him.
At this time, in the center of the hall, Manager Zhang's cheeks were swollen from being slapped.
"Idiot, where is Director Lu?!"
Zhou Lixin looked at his subordinates in front of him angrily, the rage in his eyes almost bursting out.
God knows how much torture he felt when he received Lu Feng's call.
When Zhou Lixin thought about how Mr. Lu’s sister was humiliated by his own men, he felt like he couldn’t control the urge to release fluid between his legs.
Manager Zhang was slapped twice and before he could react, he heard a majestic voice.
"Mr. Zhou, I'm here!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Zhou Lixin, who had been extremely frightened, immediately changed his face to one of excitement, which was even more exciting than seeing his biological father.
"Oh, Mr. Lu, I'm not late, am I?"