Su Taoming felt somewhat speechless. It seemed asking was futile, so he settled down to wait for the person named Xia Feng to arrive and understand the situation.
Guomin Xiao Wang and Qin Dou quickly bought the necessary ingredients. The two rinsed the garlic sprouts before handing them over to Jack Ma.
"Alright, you two are no longer needed. Go wait for Young Master Xia at the entrance," Jack Ma said as he took the items.
"Okay, we'll head down now," Guomin Xiao Wang replied with a nod.
Jack Ma focused on stir-frying the dishes and didn't need any other help. In about forty minutes, he had prepared a large table full of food.
The dishes were ready, but Xia Feng still hadn't arrived.
Da Mi Technology Park was located in the suburbs. Everyone knew about the traffic in the capital. If Long Aotian hadn't been driving a special domestic car, it would have taken at least two hours to get here in the middle of the day.
Another ten-plus minutes passed before Xia Feng's figure appeared in everyone's sight. As Xia Feng approached, everyone stood up, including Lei Ming and Su Taoming.
As Xia Feng drew closer, Su Taoming seemed to recognize someone.
Long Aotian?
Damn...
Su Taoming cursed inwardly. Wasn't this Long Aotian?
He looked so awkward, and his smile was a bit forced. If it weren't for the fact that he had meticulously remembered such a mysterious figure as Long Aotian, he would have suspected this was an imposter.
Under Su Taoming's shocked gaze, Long Aotian took two quick steps, moving ahead of Xia Feng, pulled out a chair, and said with a beaming smile, "Master, please sit."
Su Taoming's heart was in turmoil. Someone Long Aotian called Master, then who was...?
Su Taoming dared not imagine further. He quickly suppressed the ripple of emotion within him and pretended to be calm as he looked at Xia Feng.
"Brother," Xia Lin called out.
"En, please sit, everyone. Have you been waiting long?" Xia Feng walked over and said to everyone.
"No, the dishes were just prepared. Young Master Xia, you've come at the perfect time," Jack Ma quickly buttered him up.
"Su Taoming, why are you here?" Long Aotian finally noticed Su Taoming and asked with a frown.
"I... I... I came to take a look."
Even the high-ranking Su Taoming felt a chill down his spine when Long Aotian glared at him, and his speech became hesitant.
Meanwhile, Jiang Quanshui glanced curiously at Long Aotian. How did this Little Long become so impressive?
He knew his old classmate's identity very well. The key point was that this Little Long glared at his old classmate, causing him to speak with some panic.
Last time in Hancheng, Jiang Quanshui had specifically called Su Taoming to inquire about Long Aotian's identity.
At that time, Su Taoming had only said he was extremely impressive. Jiang Quanshui thought he was as impressive as his classmate. But now, it was clearly not the case.
His old classmate was like a chick in front of him, which left Jiang Quanshui speechless. Could he still call this person Little Long in the future?
"Little Long, this is my classmate. Please don't scare him," Jiang Quanshui said, trying to smooth things over when he saw his old classmate looking flustered.
Little Long?
Su Taoming: ...
Long Aotian: ...
Watching the scene, Lei Ming felt restless. What should he do? Would someone introduce him to Xia Feng?
Or should he stand up and introduce himself?
That wouldn't be appropriate either; it would be too abrupt.
He didn't know how to introduce himself to appear unafraid and respectful.
Oh no, I'm so anxious, please introduce me.
He had seen the clues. He knew Su Taoming's status very well, and this Su Taoming stuttered when speaking to Xia Feng's disciple, so Xia Feng's status was unimaginable.
Lei Ming had hosted thousands of press conferences and made countless self-introductions, but now he felt the word "introduction" was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
"This place looks nice. Whose place is it?" Xia Feng asked.
As he walked in, he felt the place was full of technological innovation.
Hearing this, Lei Ming almost jumped with excitement. This was a golden opportunity.
He almost blurted out, "I, I, it's mine."
Lei Ming suppressed his excitement, tried his best to smile more sincerely, stood up, and said softly, "Young Master Xia, hello. My name is Lei Ming, and this is my company. It is my honor to have a distinguished guest like Young Master Xia visit."
"Hello, please sit. I'm not much of a distinguished guest. This place is indeed very good," Xia Feng said, gesturing for Lei Ming to sit down, and added a compliment.
Lei Ming nodded excitedly and sat down with a grin.
He wasn't sure what Xia Feng's identity was, but he was very happy to receive a compliment from Xia Feng.
Don't ask why.
It just felt good.
Then Lei Ming continued, "Young Master Xia, if you like it, I can install the latest version for your home."
"No need," Xia Feng waved his hand. He didn't have many demands in life.
Seeing Xia Feng refuse, Lei Ming felt a slight disappointment.
What a great opportunity, but Young Master Xia wasn't willing.
"Let's eat," Xia Feng called out, and everyone started eating.
"Brother, when are we going back?" Xia Lin asked.
Xia Feng replied, "We'll head back this afternoon. The matter is finished."
"Mhm, okay," Xia Lin nodded.
During the meal, except for Lei Ming and Su Taoming who were somewhat reserved, everyone else was accustomed to the situation.
When Xia Feng and the others left, Lei Ming held Jack Ma's hand and said pitifully, "Teacher Ma, remember me when you prosper."
"Get lost, who are you trying to bother here?" Jack Ma shook off Lei Ming's hand, thinking this guy had some good news to share.
In the afternoon, everyone took Jiang Quanshui's private jet back to Modu.
...
Kyoto Union Hospital.
Liu Liwei stared blankly at the ceiling, his cheeks already beginning to deflate.
The news of him being beaten had spread throughout Liu Liwei's social circle in Kyoto. He had been racking his brains, still unable to figure out where he had gone wrong.
Why didn't his maternal grandfather treat him like a human and let Li Changhe slap him severely?
He didn't blame Li Changhe, as Li Changhe was merely following orders. No one dared to disobey his maternal grandfather's command.
The key was that he was beaten unjustly. If he had to die, he wanted to die understanding why.
At this moment, the hospital room door was pushed open.
Liu Liwei's mother, Feng Lili, walked in.
"Son, are you feeling better? Does it still hurt?" Feng Lili asked with concern, putting down the soup she had brought.
"Mom, did you see Grandpa today? What did he say?"
Liu Liwei didn't lift his head, continuing to stare at the ceiling.
"Sigh... It's all in the past, why ask about it? Rest well," Feng Lili said with a sigh.
"Mom, why aren't you telling me?" Liu Liwei turned to look at her.
Feng Lili hesitated for a moment after hearing this, then looked at her son and said seriously:
"You have offended someone whom your maternal grandfather respects."