Royal Road
Chapter 298: Mr. Tang, please just agree to them, okay?
Chapter 298: Mr. Tang, please just agree to them, okay?
Tang Feng drove a Ferrari F8 and arrived under Sally’s apartment building.
The people coming in and out of this building couldn’t help but take a few extra glances at his car as they passed by.
Even in such a high-end neighborhood, a supercar of this caliber was a rare sight, and it was hard not to attract attention.
This did indeed give Tang Feng’s vanity a tremendous boost.
People are so realistic.
Just a month ago, the residents of such a high-class neighborhood wouldn’t have given a second look to a poor kid like him.
But now, they could only look up to Tang Feng.
He didn’t have to wait too long, in less than ten minutes, he saw a woman dolled up in an extremely enchanting manner walking out of the building.
By her looks, she was a perfect match with Sally in the information Lu Keke had given him.
He immediately got out of the car, pretending to be in a hurry, and bumped into Sally.
Sally, who was looking at her phone while walking, was suddenly struck by someone.
Her phone “clattered” to the ground, causing her great distress.
This was her brand new iPhone 13 Pro, still fresh, and she usually handled it with the greatest care, fearing even a single scratch.
But now, her beloved phone had been knocked to the ground, instantly igniting her fury, and she looked up, ready to curse violently.
However, the moment she saw Tang Feng, all the curses got stuck in her throat, and she couldn’t utter a single one.
Firstly, Tang Feng was very handsome, especially when he smiled, exuding a sunny disposition that was heartwarming to behold.
Then there was his designer suit, which looked extremely valuable; from head to toe it was worth at least over one hundred thousand.
What truly sent shivers down her spine, though, was the watch on his wrist.
Although she was strapped for cash herself, she often perused luxury magazines to elevate her taste.
She seemed to remember seeing this particular watch in one of those magazines, valued at close to ten million.
“Right, you said before that you could help me deal with Mr. Gao? Why would you want to help me?”
Tang Feng knew that he had thoroughly offended Mr. Lu, and it would be difficult to mend their relationship anytime soon, so he simply changed the subject.
“Help you? You’re thinking too much. Our security team is also investigating Gao Shichang, but we currently have no evidence and it’s inconvenient for us to take action personally. So we thought about using you to force him into revealing his true self.”Nôv(el)B\\jnn
Lu Keke candidly explained the situation to prevent him from becoming suspicious again.
“You’re investigating him too? Is it because of that bracelet?” Tang Feng regretted his question as soon as it left his mouth.
The security team was involved in serious business; how could they be concerned with a bracelet?
As expected, Lu Keke shot him a disdainful look, “A mere bracelet is not worth the effort of our security team; we have more important issues to address.”
“What issues?” Tang Feng was consumed by curiosity.
“What issues are none of your concern,” Lu Keke did not miss any opportunity to belittle him.
Tang Feng couldn’t be bothered to embarrass himself further, “You said you could help me, how?”
“Check your phone to see if there’s any problem, if it’s broken, I’ll compensate the original price.”
“No need, no need, I was the one engrossed in my phone and not watching where I was going. How could I blame you?” Sally said, as she took her phone back, deliberately rubbing Tang Feng’s hand in the process.
Tang Feng secretly scoffed in his heart, but appeared oblivious on the surface, “This beautiful lady is not only pretty but also so gentle, truly a rare find.”
Overwhelmed by his compliment, Sally’s heart blossomed, and she purposely leaned into him, “You’re quite the charmer, sir. I find you very witty and humorous too.”
“Let’s get to know each other, shall we? My name is Sally,” she said, extending her hand forward.
“Nice to meet you, I’m Tang Feng,” Tang Feng stretched out his hand and shook hers.
“Wow, Mr. Tang’s hand is so long and good looking too; are you a pianist?” Sally exclaimed as if she had discovered a new world, turning Tang Feng’s hand over and examining it closely.
Inwardly, Tang Feng cursed “green tea b*tch,” amazed that she could lavish such praise on just a hand.
However, he had to admit, most men really do fall for her act.
If it were any other man at this time, he’d probably already be dizzy with infatuation.
However, he was willing to play along with the act, casually grabbed Sally’s hand to look, and said, “Miss Sally, your career line is quite strong. I guess things have been going smoothly for you recently?”
“Mr. Tang can read palms, too?” Sally’s beautiful eyes wandered nonstop across his face.
“A little, a little,” Tang Feng replied modestly.
“That’s wonderful, I feel a sense of affinity with Mr. Tang. Why don’t we find a place to have a meal together?”
“While we eat, you could read my palm. How does that sound?” Sally displayed an expectant look on her face.
“That’s… I still have some things to do today…” Tang Feng deliberately lifted his wrist, glanced at his Vacheron Constantin, and put on a distressed expression.
“Mr. Tang, just agree to it, okay? I just ran into you and wanted to express my apologies. You wouldn’t refuse to give me a chance, would you?” While speaking, Sally kept rubbing herself against him.
Her coquettish use of “me” and “my” made Tang Feng break out in goosebumps; in the end, he reluctantly nodded, “Well then, I can’t refuse an invitation from a beauty.”
Sally was overjoyed and looked around, “Did Mr. Tang drive here?”
“Yes,” Tang Feng said, then deliberately walked towards a Highlander.
Sally’s excitement dimmed upon seeing the car.
The Highlander might be worth two to three hundred thousand—considered a mid-range car—but it was too mismatched with Tang Feng’s overall appearance.
This person could certainly be considered incredibly generous.
Lu Keke didn’t bother with him and continued to speak on her own, “The second piece of intelligence: Fan Ziqiu, the chief financial officer of this entertainment company, has consistently helped this number one patron with his laundering. Perhaps through this person, we could also find some breakthrough.”
Tang Feng looked over the detailed information about the chief financial officer. This documentation was meticulously thorough.
It included every possible detail: the CFO’s family background, educational history, work experience, hobbies, and social circles, all laid out in detail, leaving nothing hidden.
These two sets of information were precisely what he urgently needed at the moment, like receiving a pillow as soon as he dozed off.
“Thanks, I’ll take a good look at this information,” Tang Feng sincerely expressed his gratitude to her.
But Lu Keke didn’t give him any face, “I’ve already notified you. What you do with it doesn’t concern me.”
Having said that, she turned to get into the car.
But Tang Feng suddenly stopped her, “Wait a second.”
“What else do you want?” Lu Keke had a very poor first impression of him and didn’t want to exchange another word.
“Can I have your phone number?”
“What do you want it for?” Lu Keke looked guarded.
Tang Feng was inwardly speechless; was she really taking him for a pervert?
“If the mission progresses, I need to contact you, right? Don’t worry, I won’t call you to bother you.”
After some hesitation, Lu Keke finally recited a string of numbers to him.
Tang Feng saved her number and gave her a call right away.
Then he saw Lu Keke editing something on her phone; she was probably saving his number.
Out of the corner of his eye, Tang Feng noticed that she had named him “Big Pervert,” which made his cheeks twitch twice in response.
This woman was indeed holding a petty grudge; was she unable to let go just because he made some unintentional small movements?
He immediately took out his phone and changed “Lu Keke” to “Female Yaksha.”
Turnabout is fair play, after all, with equality for both genders.
“You better keep this matter secret and not tell anyone,” Lu Keke cautioned him before leaving.
“Wait a second, I have another question,” Tang Feng stopped her again as she was about to leave.
“What is it?” Lu Keke was getting impatient.
Sally snapped back to reality, her heart already fluttering.
Although she didn’t know the actual value of the Ferrari F8, just by its appearance, she could tell it was worth a fortune.
Her heart was already thrilled; this time she had really caught a big fish.
If she could just hold on tight, why would she still be some minor webcaster? She’d become a wealthy socialite straight away.
And just as Tang Feng was a gentleman to the end, not only did he open the car door for her, but he also considerately fastened her seat belt.
Any woman would find it hard to resist such a young, handsome, wealthy, and considerate man.
Especially Sally, who had her own agenda from the start, was now completely smitten.
Tang Feng turned to her with a charming smile and started the car.
Just as the Ferrari F8 was pulling away, Qin Yanan also happened to chase after him in a Cayenne.
She had just hit someone’s Changan, and they wouldn’t let her leave no matter what.
She compensated them two thousand yuan right there and then and finally managed to break free.
Who knew she would witness Tang Feng’s car brush past hers, and it seemed like there was a woman in his passenger seat.
“Ah, this is infuriating!”
In a fit of anger, she pressed the accelerator again by mistake.
The Cayenne lurched forward once more, colliding with a Mercedes parked on the side of the road.
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