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He Rui was thoroughly scolded by Lu Fei, and completely lost face. He slammed the folder on the table, grabbed his coat, and walked out.

Several salespeople who were engrossed in their work glanced up at him, then quickly lowered their heads again, none of them daring to utter a sound.

He was seething with anger. He was, after all, the nephew of the deputy director of the Forestry Bureau, and this guy surnamed Lu, relying on Lin Feng's backing, had insulted him in front of so many people, making him lose face.

They insisted on going to their uncle to get his opinion and ask him to put in a good word for Lin Feng and help him get an easier job.

He Jian's home is in an upscale residential area in the east of the city. The house is tastefully decorated, with a set of mahogany sofas in the living room and several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

As soon as He Rui opened the door, he saw his father, He Jianguo, and his second uncle, Chen Xu, the deputy director of the Forestry Bureau, sitting in the living room.

He Jianguo sat on the sofa with a livid face. When his son came in, he got up and kicked him without saying a word. He Rui staggered back several steps and hit the shoe cabinet with his back. The keys and coins on the cabinet fell to the ground with a clatter.

He Rui clutched his stomach, staring at his father in disbelief, his voice trembling: "Dad! What are you doing!"

"You still have the nerve to ask? Do you really think nobody knows about all the scum you've done at their company? Slacking off at work, harassing female colleagues, stalking them after get off work—do you think this company is your family's property? They've tolerated you for so long only because of your second uncle! And you, you've only gotten worse!"

He Rui was rendered speechless by the scolding. He turned to look at Chen Xu, who was drinking tea on the sofa, his eyes full of pleading.

Chen Xu held his teacup, his face calm and unreadable. He slowly placed the teacup on the coffee table, leaned back on the sofa, and looked at his good-for-nothing nephew.

This afternoon, he suddenly received a call from the Municipal Organization Department, saying that Mayor Ye intended to recommend him for the position of Deputy Director of the Municipal People's Congress.

This news made him happy for the entire afternoon—although the position of deputy director of the People's Congress is not a position with real power, the rank is there, and being able to enter the core circle of Hehai City is a significant leap for him.

As soon as evening fell, he received a call from his brother-in-law, He Jianguo, who said that He Rui was being ostracized by Lin Feng and asked him to speak to Lin Feng and ask him to find He Rui a more relaxed job.

The two events happened one after the other, and he instantly understood the cause and effect.

Having navigated the treacherous waters of officialdom for so many years, Chen Xu possessed a certain sensitivity to such matters. The fact that Lin Feng could get Mayor Ye to personally intervene and transfer him meant he wielded far more power than Chen Xu had initially anticipated.

Rumors had circulated in the industry that Raymond Lam and Mayor Ye had an unusual relationship, which he had been skeptical of, but now it seemed the rumors were probably true.

Before He Rui arrived, he had already explained the pros and cons to his brother-in-law, which is why the scene just now happened.

Chen Xu put down his teacup, looked at He Rui, and said, "Go to the company tomorrow and complete the resignation procedures. Later, have your dad help you find a stable job back in your hometown. Don't keep causing trouble in Hehai City."

He Rui's eyes widened, completely unexpected that his second uncle, who always doted on him, would say such a thing: "Second Uncle! Why! I'm doing just fine at the company, why should I quit? Did that kid Lin Feng put pressure on you? What are you afraid of him for? You're the deputy director, he's just a company owner—"

"Shut up!" Chen Xu slammed his teacup down on the coffee table, splashing tea everywhere and cutting off He Rui's words. "Are you really confused or just pretending? Do you really think your second uncle, this deputy director, can keep Lin Feng in check? Do you know what kind of people are standing around him? He's not arguing with you because of me, so don't be ungrateful. Go and resign tomorrow, don't stay at Hehai and embarrass me."

He Rui opened his mouth, wanting to argue, but seeing his second uncle's ashen face and his father standing to the side looking at him with disappointment, he finally shut his mouth.

He slumped onto the sofa, utterly deflated. He knew that his biggest support was his second uncle, and now that even his second uncle wouldn't protect him, he was nothing in the company.

To this day, he still doesn't know that he was kicked out of the company not because of his poor performance, but because his repeated visits to the procurement department and his harassment of Ma Qingqing crossed Lin Feng's bottom line.

Chen Xu took another sip of his now-cold tea. Despite his fierce scolding of his nephew earlier, he knew perfectly well that Lin Feng's "beating and then sweetening" tactic was brilliant—first, he used Mayor Ye's connections to give him a big benefit, then he made him clean up his own family's troubles.

Not only did he not hold a grudge against Lin Feng, but he also owed him a huge favor.

This young man understood better than he had imagined how to strike a balance between officialdom and the business world.

He put the teacup back on the coffee table, leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and silently thought: He Rui, that good-for-nothing, should stay in his hometown from now on.

As for Raymond Lam, this connection not only cannot be severed, but must be carefully maintained.

The position of vice chairman of the National People's Congress might be helpful to Lin Feng in the future. We can help each other out then, and continue to cooperate where possible...

Lin Feng returned to his office and reviewed several important documents from the past few days.

The groundbreaking ceremony for the school district housing project is scheduled for next week, the reception plan for the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day holidays at the karst cave scenic area has passed final review, and the dispatch report for the new energy vehicle fleet from the Ministry of Transport is also on the table.

After signing each document, he leaned back in his chair, rubbed his temples, and picked up his phone to make a video call to Shen Qianqian.

Shen Qianqian answered almost instantly.

The screen lit up, and she was sitting at her desk in her Kyoto University dormitory, wearing a light blue cotton nightgown, her hair loose over her shoulders, and a white face mask covering her face, revealing only her two big round eyes and her mouth.

She waved at the camera, her voice slightly muffled by the face mask on: "Lin Feng! I just finished showering. I audited a macroeconomics class today; the professor was amazing, I took so many pages of notes. The library in Kyoto is huge, several times bigger than our school's. I spent the whole afternoon there and didn't want to leave. What are you doing? Have you missed me?"

"I just finished signing a few documents. Are you settling in well over there? The weather in Kyoto is drier than in Hohhot, so remember to drink plenty of water," Lin Feng said gently.

"I'm adjusting fairly well! I just miss you a little. Today my roommates asked me if I had a boyfriend, and I said yes. They insisted on seeing your picture. So I showed them the picture you took of me by Sayram Lake in Xinjiang last time, and they all said you're handsome and look like a movie star."

Shen Qianqian peeled off the face mask, revealing a fair and delicate baby face, a smug smile on her face: "I said of course, my boyfriend is not only handsome, but also very capable, he owns several companies. They didn't believe me, they said I was bragging."

"You're quite good at praising me," Lin Feng replied with a smile.

"That's the truth. By the way, while I was away, did any other women try to get close to you? Those upperclassmen from our school have been asking me for your contact information ever since they saw you in the cafeteria last time. I'm warning you, you're mine, don't add them on WeChat."

"I can't even remember what they look like. Besides, you alone are enough to worry me about, how can I have the energy to deal with others?"