Chapter 147: Misunderstanding Resolved (2/2)

Looking at Zhao Qingfeng again.

He walked with his head held high and strides confident.

Especially when he faced the chairman, he was neither humble nor arrogant, chatting as if with a friend, truly enviable and admirable.

“Who are these two?”

After chatting with Zhao Qingfeng, Li Jianjun noticed Shen Kuo and Wang Tieshan as strangers and asked with a frown.

Zhao Qingfeng explained one by one.

Upon hearing this, Li Jianjun immediately smiled, shook hands with them, and ordered tea to be served. He also called for Wang Yang, insisting on hosting a dinner for Zhao Qingfeng’s elders that evening as a gesture of hospitality.

Such treatment.

Shen Kuo dared not even dream of it!

Li Jianjun, the renowned chairman, with a fortune worth millions, rode in luxury cars, lived in villas, and managed thousands of employees.

Yet, for the sake of Zhao Qingfeng, he warmly invited them to dinner, as if greeting old friends not seen for years.

Shen Kuo suddenly remembered a saying.

Thirty years in honor of the father, thirty years in honor of the son.

Now.

At only eighteen, Zhao Qingfeng had reached a level others might not achieve by thirty. Although Shen Kuo wasn’t Zhao Qingfeng’s father, he still received similar respect.

This made him both happy and surprised, yet it seemed like a dream.

No.

Even in his dreams, he wouldn’t dare to imagine such a scene.

If he had to describe it.

Only two words fit best, crude but true—awesome!

Zhao Qingfeng gladly agreed.

This was a good opportunity to make a name for himself in front of his future father-in-law.

He let Li Jianjun and Wang Yang get busy, then led Shen Kuo, Wang Tieshan, and Zhang Dekai into a small conference room.

Business needed to be taken care of.

Despite the three red lines set by Zhang Dekai earlier.

After all, understanding the world’s rules is crucial in social interactions.

The decision-makers, of course, could change the rules at will.

That’s the benefit of having power, and besides, Zhao Qingfeng had previously added that age could be relaxed for those with strong abilities.

“Uncle Shen, do you really want to do it?”

Zhao Qingfeng meant he didn’t want him to tire himself, as earning money himself would be enough.

“Hmm…”

Shen Kuo ‘hmm’ed, conflicted, unsure whether to call him ‘Little Feng’ or ‘Officer Zhao’.

“Okay.”

Zhao Qingfeng had Zhang Dekai bring the planning proposal, and after reviewing it for a while, he selected a particularly good area and handed it over to Shen Kuo. Then he told Zhang Dekai, “Old Zhang, I vouch for Uncle Shen. He will do well, and if not, I’ll resign to take responsibility.”

What kind of talk was that?

Zhang Dekai, while registering it, immediately instructed his subordinates to proceed and then politely said to Shen Kuo, “Old Shen, don’t mind the misunderstanding earlier. From now on, just focus on your work. If you face any difficulties or questions, contact me anytime. And if you want to drink, feel free to call me; I love drinking with you the most!”

Everything was settled.

Zhang Dekai left first.

Wang Tieshan, though ignored, felt happy sitting aside.

After all.

Things were finally in order.

He had planned to join them for dinner to get closer, but suddenly, he remembered an important issue.

No!

He had to rush home immediately.

His son had mentioned this morning about buying a gift to mail to Shen Lingyao.

Wang Jian, wait up!

It must not be sent out!

Otherwise.

His father’s venture might fall through!

Now their family’s ‘fortune and life’ were in Zhao Qingfeng’s hands. As an ordinary middle school student, how could he compete with the largest shareholder of Erlunsi? That would be asking for trouble.

“Chief Operating Officer Zhao, I have to go now!”

Wang Tieshan wiped his sweat, bowed politely, shook hands with Zhao Qingfeng, and hurriedly left.

After he left.

Only Shen Kuo and Zhao Qingfeng remained in the room.

After Zhao Qingfeng explained everything, the two looked at each other for a long time.

Shen Kuo had already been overwhelmed by Zhao Qingfeng’s presence.

But now, with no one else in the room, Zhao Qingfeng reverted to his usual demeanor, just like he was at home, still the same him.

“Little Feng…”

Shen Kuo took a sip of water, hesitating to speak.

“Uncle Shen.”

Zhao Qingfeng poured him a cup of tea, placed it beside him, and sat down, “Should I tell Lingyao everything I’ve done?”

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