Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 476 - : The Female Driver

Chapter 476: Chapter 476: The Female Driver

Liang Sheng was even more favored in President Ge’s eyes than General Liu, the main executive officer.

General Liu was responsible for production and management, serving as President Ge’s top general.

Meanwhile, Liang Sheng was in charge of dealing with local government officials and coordinating relationships in all aspects, effectively being President Ge’s confidant.

Even Director Zhao had to be extremely polite when he saw Boss Liang, as President Ge was a dragon-seen-head-but-not-the-tail figure, not often appearing in Zhengyang. It was mostly Boss Liang who acted under his banner.

Boss Liang exchanged a few words with a smile to the people from Shinra, then arrived at the gatehouse.

At that moment, his demeanor changed, speaking without a trace of a smile, “Please inform Feng Sheng that Liang Jinlong from Fu Hong Group is here to visit.”

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The gatekeeper was aware of Fu Hong Group and immediately used the intercom to call Feng Jun.

Liang Jinlong waited for a while and became puzzled when he saw that the gatekeeper didn’t open the gate, “Why aren’t you opening the gate?”

The gatekeeper glanced at him indifferently, “President Feng didn’t instruct to open the gate, please wait a moment.”

After waiting for a few minutes, a Jeep came driving up the mountain road; a young woman got out and said, “Open the gate.”

The gate opened just a crack, and the gatekeeper waved to Liang Jinlong, “Please come in.”

Boss Liang looked at the small opening in the gate and then at his Mercedes, “Can’t my car come in?”

The gatekeeper replied with a forced smile, “President Feng has already sent a vehicle to pick you up, so there’s no need for your car to come in, right?”

Liang Jinlong thought about it and agreed, but for some reason, he felt like something wasn’t quite right.

The woman opened the rear door for Boss Liang, waited for him to get in, then got into the driver’s seat and drove into the mountains.

While admiring the scenery on both sides, Boss Liang asked, “Miss, what is your honored surname?”

The driver, focused on the road, responded to his question, “No honor there, last name Li.”

Boss Liang frowned, “How long have you been driving… not very long, I presume?”

The driver was Li Shishi, and it wasn’t just that she hadn’t been driving long – she didn’t even have a driver’s license. With an abundance of cars in the estate, she practiced with them daily. However, her driving skills were, to put it mildly, akin to the notorious female driver stereotype, inferior to Sister Hong’s and Feng Jing’s, and certainly not up to Zhang Caixin’s level.

But after all, there were no traffic police in the estate, and nobody would check her for that.

Driving nervously, she refused to concede, “Been learning for two months now.”

As the Jeep made a turn, the deceleration was a bit too gentle. Boss Liang leaned to the side, feeling… a little carsick.

Even facing a beautiful woman, he couldn’t help furrowing his brows, “With driving skills like this, Feng Sheng sent you to pick me up?”

Who was Li Shishi? A truthful person. Already tense just focusing on driving, upon hearing this criticism, she immediately replied, “I didn’t want to either, but since your car couldn’t come in, I had no choice but to pick you up.”

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Liang Jinlong’s lips twitched, damn, I thought being picked up by a car was a gesture of respect. Turns out… they just didn’t want my car to come in?

Feeling displeased, by the time he saw the villa, he grew increasingly disdainful: What kind of architecture was this? Just a nouveau riche’s taste!

Just as he was contemplating, the car came to an abrupt stop, and he almost collided with the back of the seat in front of him.

It’s better to leave unsaid the experience of that ride; feeling annoyed, he followed Li Shishi into the villa.

The interior of the villa, at least the grand hall, was decently decorated, but in his eyes, it was far too shabby.

The Miss Li led him to the grand hall’s sofa and waved to a young man there, “This is our President Feng.”

Feng Jun stood up and shook hands with the guest, smiling as he said, “Boss Liang, is it? Please take a seat. Xiao Bin… serve the tea.”

Another beautiful woman came over and presented Boss Liang with a cup of tea.

But Boss Liang felt even less happy. Green tea? Why wasn’t it Kung Fu Tea?

Indeed, green tea wasn’t inferior to Kung Fu Tea, but Kung Fu Tea required more elaborate preparation, making green tea seem… less formal in comparison.

Looking at the young man in front of him, so young it was infuriating, he felt even more upset. Damn it, this greenhorn had me come all this way and even subjected me to a roller coaster ride?

After sitting down, he didn’t bother with pleasantries and directly addressed the matter, “President Feng, you know why I’ve come, don’t you?”

As the second-in-command of Fu Hong Group in Zhengyang, he had the confidence to speak this way. It didn’t matter if he was facing Feng Jun or city officials; he dared to be so direct. His own face might be nothing special, but he represented the face of President Ge, which was significant.

Feng Jun was aware that this man represented President Ge, but he still lifted his chin in response, “Why don’t you tell me about it?”

Liang Jinlong felt his anger rising, but having worked with President Ge for so long, he still had keen judgement. Regardless of how much the other party might show neglect, whether genuine arrogance or feigned, he had to go over the details of the matter one more time.

Of course, in this process, he definitely had to emphasize President Ge’s wishes.

After he finished speaking, he stared at Feng Jun, waiting to see what he would say.

Feng Jun remained silent for a while before he frowned slightly. “Are you done?”

Liang Jinlong nodded. “Yes, that’s it.”

“Well, that puzzles me,” Feng Jun said slowly, “I can understand President Ge wanting to help a friend—who doesn’t have friends? But why didn’t he come to me directly and instead had the city come talk to me?”

Do you think you’re so important that President Ge should come to you? Boss Liang’s mouth twitched into a smirk that was anything but warm. “President Ge has been away from Zhengyang recently, and it wouldn’t be appropriate for us to visit him rashly. We were just hoping the city could help coordinate things quickly, that’s all.”

After pausing for a moment, he spoke seriously, “If this has caused any inconvenience to President Feng, I can offer an apology on behalf of the Fu Hong Group. We truly didn’t mean to.”

Feng Jun gave a cold laugh. “So if I reached out to a few media outlets and had them run continuous stories on the string of suicides at Fu Hong Group, that would be unintentional too, right? Would an apology suffice then?”

Liang Jinlong’s face turned pale instantly. This was a scar that Fu Hong Group did not want to face.

He looked at Feng Jun, his voice turning colder, “You can’t equate the two issues… an apology can’t solve everything.”

“I know,” Feng Jun nodded, his response casual, “It’s just hefty compensation, right? It’s not the first time for your company.”

Liang Jinlong narrowed his eyes, “Those hefty compensation demands we faced were with opponents who chose their own demise.”

Feng Jun lit a cigarette and took his time responding, “I believe it, but… did all those who jumped have chosen their own demise?”

Liang Jinlong’s voice grew even more icy. “It seems you have quite an issue with President Ge?”

“What issue could I possibly have with him,” Feng Jun sneered, “What I want to know is, I’m just renovating some wasteland, and he sends someone to turn a human vegetable into a patient… how have I provoked him?”

Are we even talking about the same thing? Liang Jinlong was stunned for a moment before realizing the logic, “But President Ge’s intention was good, wanting to help a friend. It’s true that you cured Minister Yuan, isn’t it?”

“What does his good intention have to do with me?” Feng Jun retorted coldly, “The reason I agreed to see you today was to have you deliver a message… He can play however he wants, but Feng’s favors are not his to give!”

Liang Jinlong finally understood, but it was because of this understanding that he truly became angry. His face grew stern as he asked, “You think President Ge isn’t worthy of extending this favor, is that it?”

Feng Jun grinned mockingly, “Do you think he’s worthy? Have I eaten his family’s rice?”

Liang Jinlong’s face darkened completely. “President Feng, one last question. Are you certain… you want to make things difficult for President Ge?”

“Can you speak like a normal person?” Feng Jun’s face also darkened, “You come to my door to say I’m making things difficult for him?”

“Let’s leave it at that, then,” Liang Jinlong stood up decisively, “I believe we’ve had enough discussion. If there’s nothing else, I will take my leave… oh, and could you change the driver?”

“Hold on,” just then, a woman sitting on a sofa nearby spoke up.

This woman was slightly older, but still charming. She looked at Liang Jinlong with a hint of suspicion. “Is the President Ge you’re talking about the one from Fu Hong?”

Boss Liang glanced at her, cursing inwardly. President Feng sure knew how to enjoy life, with many high-quality women in his estate. Even this older woman had a special charm.

However, he was not in the mood to appreciate any beauty at the moment, and he quickly realized something. Despite her calm and forthright manner of speaking, for some reason she instilled a tremendous pressure in him.

What was the reason? He quickly realized—it was her composure.

Too composed. She talked about President Ge as if she was mentioning “Tiedan from next door,” without any emotion, without awe or disdain, extremely indifferent.

This woman is a big deal! Liang Jinlong instinctively made that judgment. She may not have had a strong presence, but as the saying goes, only a great hero is true to their color.

That saying applies to women, too. The so-called “one’s comportment reflects their nature and environment,” one does not need to deliberately show off anything, as they naturally have their own grace.

Specifically, at this moment, to mention President Ge of Fu Hong and to do so neither humbly nor arrogantly, to be as natural as a breeze or as light as a cloud, one with such a mindset could not possibly be a nobody.

He hesitated for a moment and then nodded, his response as indifferent, “Yes, that’s him.”

After years of hard work, Liang himself had made his way up and was also cultivating his own demeanor. He did not intend to provoke her, but in this situation, he was very interested in learning from her attitude as a way to polish his own presence.

Therefore, he did not take the initiative to ask what she intended to do.

The woman fell silent for a while before speaking again in a calm tone, “President Ge should focus on his own business; there’s no need to distract himself with too much.”

Liang Jinlong remained silent, thinking that it was just his luck—what he feared had come true. This woman… she dared speak to President Ge like that?

He hesitated for a moment and then asked with a heavy voice, “May I ask your distinguished name?”

“I’m just a nobody, nothing distinguished about me,” the woman replied unperturbed, “I’ve only met President Ge twice in Beijing. He sold me a set of knife coins and invited me to go to Paris, but I didn’t have the time then.”

Liang Jinlong frowned in thought for a moment before his face turned utterly pale.