Two days later.
In Macau’s gambling world, it was officially confirmed that a new Gambling King had emerged.
It was Chen Feng.
The new person in charge of New Jing Entertainment Group.
However, the news was not widely publicized, and it didn't even appear online.
It only circulated within the gambling circles.
Some said that He Yingsheng had lost terribly and severed his own hands, so Chen Feng gave him some face and did not expand the publicity.
Others said that Chen Feng was a very low-key person.
He didn't want to over-publicize these matters to avoid being targeted by relevant departments.
Regardless of the statement, Chen Feng's name gradually spread throughout Hong Kong and Macau, becoming a legend.
… …
A week later.
Galaxy Macau Resort.
In a private room of a local Macanese tea restaurant.
Four people were seated.
Today, Liang Wanqiu took the initiative to invite Chen Feng to dinner, and also called Song YaWen and Lin Zu to accompany them.
The four of them finally sat down to eat together officially.
These past few days, Lin Zu had been so excited he couldn't sleep.
He had truly grasped all of Chen Feng's identities and background.
He was the chairman of Hong Kong Gambling United Group, the chairman of New Jing Entertainment Group, and now he had become the new Gambling King.
Was this really his old classmate?
Lin Zu was confused.
But the excitement and thrill were real.
After ordering the dishes.
The four of them began to chat.
Song YaWen looked at Chen Feng incredulously, looking him over and over, unable to get enough, unable to understand.
"Chen Laodi, who exactly are you? Do you have any other identities? The first time I had dinner with you, I really didn't see that you had such a terrifying background."
Song YaWen seemed to be getting more and more interested in Chen Feng.
She sat closely beside him, deliberately leaning in when she spoke.
Chen Feng knew what she was thinking.
This older woman was a bottomless pit.
Lin Zu would never be able to satisfy her, and a woman like her wouldn't spend too much money on Lin Zu.
They would break up sooner or later.
But for now, they hadn't separated, so he had to keep his distance.
Chen Feng cleverly got up and walked to the side, picked up the red wine, and sat directly on Lin Zu's other side, smiling and saying, "No matter what my identity is, my relationship with Azu will not change."
"Alright."
Lin Zu was stirred by Chen Feng's words, and he patted Chen Feng's arm hard: "A Feng, with these words from you, my brother, I haven't lived in vain this life. Having such an awesome classmate like you, I've also brought glory to my ancestors."
"What nonsense."
Chen Feng's face darkened.
He casually placed the red wine in front of him: "Pour the wine, let's drink and eat. From now on, no one is to interrogate me anymore. I'm here to eat, not to be investigated. If you treat me as a friend, then let's hang out together. Otherwise, don't come looking for me."
"Understood."
Lin Zu didn't say another word, directly picked up the red wine and poured it.
Song YaWen: "… …"
Her eyes flickered with an unclear emotion, staring at Chen Feng without speaking.
Chen Feng turned his head and looked at Liang Wanqiu: "So, Sister Liang helped me when Hua Zai suddenly ran to Yanjing to be my guest performer, right?"
"I… … just wanted to help you."
Liang Wanqiu smiled gently: "When Hua Zai was young, just when he became famous in the entertainment industry, he secretly ran to Macau once and was almost kidnapped by the local gangs. It was my father who accidentally saved him, so he has always been grateful. I just called him to try, and I didn't expect him to agree without a second thought."
"Oh, so that's how it is."
Chen Feng nodded: "To be honest, Sister Liang helped me a lot. I have to thank you."
"You're welcome."
Liang Wanqiu shook her head and smiled: "Actually, you are the one who helped me a lot. With He Yingsheng ending up like this today, my father's spirit in heaven should be able to rest in peace."
Lin Zu interjected with a smile: "Alright, you two, stop thanking each other. Let's drink first. After we finish eating and drinking, if you want to thank each other, you two can find a place to thank each other alone tonight."
Upon hearing this, Liang Wanqiu's cheeks immediately flushed crimson.
His words were too explicit.
Song YaWen also kicked Lin Zu under the table in annoyance: "What nonsense are you talking about? Doesn't Chen Laodi have a girlfriend?"
"Uh… … I forgot."
Lin Zu immediately scratched his head awkwardly.
Chen Feng also looked at him helplessly: "Azu, if you forget again next time, and talk nonsense again, I'm really going to curse, okay? My girlfriend's name is Rosa, remember that."
"Okay, got it."
Lin Zu chuckled: "I'll fine myself a drink, is that alright?"
After speaking, he raised his glass and drained half a glass of red wine.
Only then did Chen Feng playfully scold him.
Afterward, he no longer sought out Liang Wanqiu for private conversations, but instead drank and chatted about various topics.
The other three were not fools either.
They knew he didn't want to talk about gambling house matters.
So, they started talking about romance, and the local customs, food, and attractions of Macau.
The meal was filled with joy.
After the dinner party ended.
Lin Zu desperately arranged three days with Chen Feng, just the four of them, planning to have a good time in Macau for three days before anything else.
Chen Feng agreed.
It was hard to refuse such hospitality.
Whether it was Song YaWen with her hidden agenda or Liang Wanqiu with her tender affection, their sincere invitations were impossible to decline.
And so, Chen Feng stayed in Macau for another three days.
During these three days, the four of them traveled everywhere, rented a yacht to go stargazing, sea fishing, had a barbecue on the boat, and surfed in the sea.
They had a blast.
Such occasions were most conducive to fostering an ambiguous atmosphere.
By the end, Chen Feng could clearly feel Liang Wanqiu's attraction to him.
Therefore.
In the early hours of the fourth day.
While the other three were still sound asleep in the hotel, Chen Feng quietly left Macau and returned to the mainland.
Leaving behind a beautiful memory was enough.
If he continued to stay, who knew what uncontrollable situations might arise.
On one hand, there was the harassment from Song YaWen.
This older woman was clearly becoming more and more interested in Chen Feng.
All sorts of blatant provocations.
Chen Feng didn't want to embarrass Lin Zu, so he decided to leave.
On the other hand, there were the occasional hints of resentment and infatuation in Liang Wanqiu's charming, watery eyes.
Seeing too much would be detrimental to his health.
It was better to return to Yanjing sooner to find his little wildcat.
… …
Early December.
Chen Feng returned to Longhu Yihe Villa, Courtyard No. 8.
He was finally back.
He once again felt the biting cold of winter in North China.
Comfortable!
He returned home to rest for a few days.
At the same time, he sent a message to Rosa to inform her.
Rosa quickly called back.
It turned out that the girl had gone to Hengdian again with Tong Gege to join a film crew.
This time, it would be a long time.
At least half a year or more.
Chen Feng sighed helplessly.
If Rosa continued this job, it was likely that the two of them would eventually break up.
Too much time apart.
No couple could endure a long-distance relationship for an extended period.
So, he would see how she did.
If it really didn't work out, he would open his own company.
Anyway, his popularity had risen, his reputation had spread, he had resources, funds, and connections, so starting a company would be too simple.
It would be quite nice to find some minor roles for himself when he had nothing to do.
Right!
He needed to think about it.
