Liu Liwei looked at Zhou Gangyi's smug smile and felt happy too.
At least he hadn't caused any major misunderstandings with Xia Feng.
He was just beaten by Li Changhe.
So what if he was beaten?
In his heart, it was as if his maternal grandfather had hit him, and Li Changhe was merely acting on his behalf.
After all, Xia Feng's terrifying power had removed any trace of displeasure from him. Instead, he felt a sense of envy towards Guó mín xiǎo wáng and others.
Who wouldn't want to cling to such a powerful figure?
Although his brother had benefited from misfortune this time, he was still Long Aotian's disciple. Sooner or later, he would have to get acquainted with Xia Feng. This incident had merely hastened their meeting.
"Gangyi, congratulations. You have such an awesome grand-master," Liu Liwei congratulated him sincerely.
"Let it go?" Zhou Gangyi asked with a smile.
"I never held it in my heart, so how can I let it go? I'm not stupid. From the moment my maternal grandfather said those words, I never thought of regaining face. What is face worth? A true man knows when to pick it up and when to let it go."
Liu Liwei chuckled self-deprecatingly.
"Those who care about face are all self-righteous people. There's a saying, 'To cling to face is to suffer in life'."
"Face is given to you by others. Only when you have the strength will others give you face."
"If you stubbornly cling to face, in the end, you are the one who suffers."
"That's good," Zhou Gangyi said, looking at Liu Liwei with admiration.
"This is the true demeanor of a young master from the capital – decisive and aware of his own position."
"Such people are true brothers, not brainless fools who rely on their family's power."
"I'm going to sleep. I have to go to my grand-master's place tomorrow. I promised Lin'er that we'd play games together."
Zhou Gangyi said this with great excitement.
This was because he felt he had a legitimate excuse to visit his grand-master.
In reality, Xia Lin thought he was quite bad at games and that he could blame someone else when they lost.
After all, if someone else played, he would be the worst player. Guó mín xiǎo wáng and the others were too polite to call him out, always having to lie and say nice things, which was rather boring.
"Alright, get lost," Liu Liwei said with a smile.
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Huá xià Forbes Group Chat.
Li Chaoren: @Lao Wáng, @Qǐ é Mǎ, are you still in Mò dū? I'll be arriving in Mò dū tomorrow morning and would like to treat you to a meal.
Miss Dong: Uncle Li, you're coming to the mainland? I mentioned treating you to a meal last time. How about I host tomorrow? I'm also in Mò dū for a conference.
Upon hearing that Li Chaoren was coming to Mò dū, Miss Dong immediately expressed her intentions.
Miss Dong greatly admired Li Chaoren and had always held him in the highest regard.
Meanwhile, Lei Ming, also a great entrepreneur, was constantly being challenged by Miss Dong, which made Lei Ming's scalp tingle.
Li Chaoren: Alright, we'll finalize the details later. I'll go meet Lao Wang and the others.
Li Chaoren neither accepted nor rejected the offer. His trip to Mò dū was not solely for a meal.
He wanted to meet, through Lao Wang, the important figure who made the Italian House of Habsburg fear.
Lao Wáng: Uncle Li, what time are you arriving tomorrow? I'll ask Qǐ é Mǎ's opinion.
Li Chaoren: Okay, I'll await your news.
Miss Dong: @Lao Wáng, you guys are going too far. Aren't you in Mò dū? How can you not have time?
Lei Ming: Heh heh... I'm here too.
Miss Dong: Get lost, I wasn't asking you.
Lao Wáng took his phone and knocked on Qǐ é Mǎ's room door, calling out, "Xiao Ma, are you asleep yet?"
Qǐ é Mǎ opened the door wearing his pajamas and asked, "What's up?"
"Uncle Li is arriving in Mò dū tomorrow and wants to treat us to a meal. Are you going?" Lao Wáng asked directly.
"Do you want to go?" Qǐ é Mǎ asked Lao Wáng back.
"Let's go. After all, he's invited us, and he's an elder. It wouldn't be good not to go," Lao Wáng suggested.
"Alright, I'll listen to you. Tell Young Master Xia tomorrow," Qǐ é Mǎ said.
"Why don't you tell him? You're buddies with Uncle Li's son, and your families have a good relationship. Why are you asking me to tell him?"
Lao Wáng was speechless.
"Fine, if you don't tell him, then we won't go," Qǐ é Mǎ said and promptly closed the door.
Lao Wáng: ....
"Damn it, I'll go tell him." Lao Wáng cursed fiercely and turned to leave.
The next day, Lao Wáng informed Xia Feng, and they left together in the morning.
The lunch venue was chosen at the Holiday Dynasty Hotel. Miss Dong also came. After Lao Wáng replied to Li Chaoren last night, Li Chaoren had also invited Miss Dong.
The three of them arrived at the Holiday Dynasty Hotel in advance.
Miss Dong looked at Lao Wáng and Qǐ é Mǎ and asked, "What have you guys been up to secretly lately?"
"Nothing much, just living a healthy life every day," Lao Wáng replied with a smile.
"Nonsense, don't lie to me. Xiao Ma is even hanging out with Teacher Ma, and you're telling me you're living a healthy life? These two can't even agree on anything when they stand together."
Miss Dong was very blunt, showing no feminine grace, using words like "crap" and "pee" in her conversations with them.
Image was of no concern to her.
The nickname "Iron Lady" was indeed fitting. Miss Dong's success in making Gē lì so large naturally had its unique aspects.
This was also why everyone admired her.
Compared to Ms. Yang, another female entrepreneur, Miss Dong's vision was much narrower. Ms. Yang only focused on making money for her own family, and in recent years, her family's real estate business had a poor reputation.
There were frequent disputes and demands for refunds due to issues with the quality of houses.
Vanke Group, also in the real estate business, did not experience such problems.
Heh heh.....
Lao Wáng replied to Miss Dong with a smile.
"Xiao Ma, you tell me. Lao Wáng is too slick. You're not lying to me, are you?" Seeing that she couldn't get the information she wanted, Miss Dong shifted her attention to Qǐ é Mǎ.
"Lao Wáng isn't lying to you this time. We are living a healthy life every day," Qǐ é Mǎ echoed Lao Wáng's words.
"You're not lying to me this time, so does that mean you were lying to me before?"
Although Miss Dong was a strong woman, she was a woman first and foremost.
This kind of deductive thinking was innate in women.
No one was an exception.
Qǐ é Mǎ was speechless upon hearing this.
It was like a girlfriend in a relationship, throwing a tantrum was her instinct.
Girls intentionally or unintentionally throwing tantrums in relationships was a way to test their boyfriends, stemming from an subconscious self-protection mechanism.
Women are emotional beings; they are very sensitive and also fragile in their emotions.
Therefore, men should open their eyes wide and cherish their girlfriends, not letting them get angry.
After all, having a girlfriend in this day and age was a luxury.
"You still dare to be picky?"
"Miss Dong, you've misunderstood. I didn't say that; you're interpreting it yourself."
Qǐ é Mǎ quickly pleaded, fearing that if they started arguing with Lao Wáng, he would be blamed.