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Wang Yue quickly waved her hand in refusal, her voice trembling slightly, saying it was too expensive and she couldn't accept it.

Lin Feng glanced at her, didn't insist, told the sales assistant to put the bag back, and turned to continue walking. Wang Yue breathed a sigh of relief, her heart still pounding.

Eight thousand dollars was a large sum of money for her that required careful consideration, but Lin Feng's tone just now was as casual as if he were saying he would treat her to a cup of milk tea.

Following behind Lin Feng and watching his back, I felt that my money values, which I had built up over the past twenty years, were repeatedly crushed and reshaped in this short period of time.

So this is what life is like for the rich.

After leaving the mall, they drove to the bank. He went into the VIP room alone, where Wang Yue was waiting at the door.

A moment later, he came out carrying a heavy canvas bag, opened the car door, placed the bag on the back seat, and asked Wang Yue to help him put the money into the gift boxes of cigarettes and alcohol he had just bought.

Wang Yue opened the canvas bag and glanced inside. Inside were stacks of brand-new 100-yuan bills, neatly bundled with banknote paper.

This was the first time in her life she had ever seen so much cash. She squatted down next to the back seat, her fingers trembling slightly, and followed Lin Feng's instructions to stuff the cash into the gift bags containing Moutai and cigarettes.

After stuffing the gift bags, I tidied them up, sat back down in my chair, and rubbed my hands together on my knees, my palms sweaty.

Lin Feng casually picked up his phone to check the time, then said they would go out for dinner together later, which might be a little late, and offered to pay her overtime.

Wang Yue instinctively wanted to wave her hand and say no, but before she could finish speaking, she twirled the words on her tongue and swallowed them back.

She is now basically certain that Raymond Lam has no ill intentions towards her, and she has let her guard down. Moreover, Raymond Lam used a tone that suggested he was giving her instructions, and it is normal for a boss to bring his secretary to a dinner party.

Wang Yue nodded and said, "Okay, President Lin."

Seeing that she seemed a little uneasy, Lin Feng smiled and said, "Two hours at most, it won't be too late."

Hearing this, Wang Yue nodded, feeling relieved.

The car pulled up in front of a small, privately-run restaurant tucked away in a narrow alley in the old town. The storefront was small, with white walls and gray tiles, two red lanterns hanging at the entrance, and no signboard, only a small wooden plaque nailed to the wall.

Pushing open the wooden door reveals a hidden world inside. A path paved with bluestone leads through a small, dry landscape garden. The partitions between the private rooms are made of wooden latticework with handmade Xuan paper, ensuring excellent privacy.

Lin Feng's private room was at the very back. Pushing open the lattice door, you could see a small bamboo grove outside the window, with the bamboo leaves rustling in the evening breeze.

The two had barely sat down, and before all the dishes had been served, Lin Feng's phone rang.

He answered the call and said a few words, then hung up and told Wang Yue that Director Lin had arrived, before getting up and walking out.

Wang Yue quickly followed behind him, subconsciously adjusting the collar and hem of her work clothes as she walked.

A black Audi A6 had just come to a stop in front of the restaurant. A middle-aged man with a round face and thinning hair got out of the back seat.

He was wearing a dark gray jacket, his belly bulging slightly from the zipper, and his face had the fair and prosperous look typical of someone who sits in an office all day.

Lin Feng quickly walked a few steps to meet him, extending his hand from afar, his face displaying just the right amount of warm enthusiasm, neither humble nor arrogant.

Deputy Director Lin also extended his hand, and the two shook hands a few times, their faces bearing the polite smiles typical of those in official and business circles, neither overly warm nor distant.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Director Lin, you've worked hard, coming all this way." Deputy Director Lin replied, "Not at all, it's my pleasure. The project in the east of the city owes a lot to the cooperation from General Manager Lin's side; the construction schedule wasn't delayed at all."

Wang Yue stood to the side and slightly behind Lin Feng, maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too far, with her hands folded in front of her, trying to make her posture look more professional.

Looking at the chubby-faced middle-aged man in front of her, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. When had she ever seen such a high-ranking leader up close?

They even noticed that Deputy Director Lin's leather shoes were polished to a shine, with a small patch of mud stuck to the edge of the sole, probably from when he got out of the car.

As Deputy Director Lin exchanged pleasantries with Lin Feng, he walked inside. When his gaze swept over Wang Yue, he didn't linger, didn't ask "Who is this?", and didn't give her any extra glances. He simply nodded slightly as a greeting.

These seasoned officials, experienced in officialdom, know exactly who to bring on which occasion, who to ask whom, and who not to ask—their judgment is impeccable.

Wang Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief and followed the two into the private room.

The waiters began serving the dishes one after another.

Every dish is a signature dish of this restaurant. Lin Feng and Deputy Director Lin sat on either side of the round table, eating and chatting.

We first talked about the progress of the Chengdong Expressway project. Deputy Director Lin said that the efficiency of earthwork transportation has indeed been much faster since it was handed over to Shuntong. In the past, those old diesel trucks would break down every few days, but now these new energy vehicles have hardly ever failed.

Lin Feng then thanked Deputy Director Lin for his care, saying that if the Highway Bureau needed to cooperate on any future projects, Shu Ke could make arrangements at any time.

Deputy Director Lin raised his glass and clinked it against Lin Feng's, saying, "It's fine, it's fine."

Before arriving, Deputy Director Lin had already investigated Lin Feng's background through his own channels. This man was not only the old man's granddaughter's boyfriend, but he had also saved Deputy Mayor Ye's life, and it was said that the two had a relationship that went beyond ordinary friendship.

In official circles, such things are always "no smoke without fire." Even unfounded rumors are enough to make him more cautious when assessing the young man's worth.

Moreover, Lin Feng has two powerful companies, Tianlong Group and Longlin Group, behind him. A young man who can gain a foothold in both the legitimate and underworld circles of Hehai City is definitely not relying on luck.

Both of them drank quite a bit.

Deputy Director Lin had a good capacity for alcohol, but he couldn't keep up with Lin Feng's toasts, one after another. By the end, he was leaning back in his chair, his voice was several beats slower than when he first came in, and his slurred speech was a bit loud.

I took out my phone and called the driver, mumbling, "Come pick me up." A moment later, the driver came in; he was a young man in his early thirties, dressed in dark casual clothes.

Lin Feng also stood up, his body swaying slightly. Wang Yue subconsciously reached out and supported his arm, putting it on her shoulder.

Lin Feng's arm rested on her shoulder, and she could feel the warmth of his body through his work shirt. Her heart raced a little, but she didn't hesitate; she placed her other hand on his waist to steady him.

Lin Feng, supported by Wang Yue, walked to the door, then suddenly stopped and turned to Deputy Director Lin, who was leaning against the driver, saying that there were some local specialties in the car and that Deputy Director Lin should definitely take them back to try.

Deputy Director Lin grunted in response, too drunk to speak in complete sentences, and simply waved to the driver, signaling him to go.

The driver settled Deputy Director Lin in the back seat and followed Lin Feng to the car. Lin Feng pointed to the boxes and instructed the driver to move them into the Audi's trunk.

The driver, carrying the heavy boxes, nodded, put the items away, returned to the driver's seat, and started the car. The Audi's taillights turned a corner at the alley entrance and disappeared into the night.

Lin Feng had drunk quite a bit today. He turned to Wang Yue and said, "Can you drive? Take me to Baijinhai!"

Wang Yue nodded. "President Lin, I... I don't drive that often, in case..."

"I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong!" Lin Feng said casually before getting into the passenger seat.