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Translator:BrightEyes

Editor:Ersted

Lu Feng noticed her and stretched out his hand, "Hello!"

"No need for introductions. Hurry up and take a seat!" Wang Lan turned her head and didn't even look at Lu Feng.

Jiang Xiaoyan glanced at Lu Feng and whispered bitterly, "Don't make trouble for me!"

After that, she took Duo Duo in her arms and sat next to Xiaoli. Lu Feng looked at Wang Lan with mixed feelings. He thought about how having money makes one feel superior to others. He was not this arrogant in his past life, even all his billions.

He restrained himself thinking about Jiang Xiaoyan; after all, Wang Lan was the director of the electronics factory, so he did not say anything and took a seat peacefully.

"Xiaoyan, you'll have a drink with Sister Lan in a moment. This is a good opportunity, you know?" Xiaoli whispered.

Jiang Xiaoyan nodded and voiced her gratitude. For today's dinner, Wang Lan did not invite Jiang Xiaoyan; Xiaoli called her on her own.

A few women chatted quietly, and their eyes floated to Lu Feng from time to time. There were already some cold dishes on the table. Duo Duo stared at the sea buckthorn sorbet before her and kept pulling Jiang Xiaoyan's clothes.

"Behave yourself, child." Jiang Xiaoyan glared at her.

Duo Duo was sensible and did not make extra moves. She just stared wide-eyed at the dishes. Lu Feng saw her and reached out to hug her.

"Want to eat?" Lu Feng asked.

Duo Duo nodded, looking at the Sea buckthorn sorbet, almost drooling, but shook her head immediately after.

"Do you want to eat, or you do not want to eat it?"

"I want to eat, but mummy won't let me eat. I have to be obedient." Duo Duo's little head leaned against Lu Feng's chest.

Lu Feng smiled, picked up the chopsticks, and put a piece in Duo Duo's mouth. When other people on the table saw this, they frowned secretly and whispered, "What do you expect?"

"What qualities can a second-rate bastard have? "

"If I knew this family was coming, I wouldn't have come. it's out of my class!"

"That's it, just pack a portion for them and let them go home to eat."

The harsh words reached Jiang Xiaoyan's ears. She turned her head and patted Lu Feng’s shoulder lightly, giving an apologetic look to everyone. The scene was very embarrassing.

At the stairs entrance, a man in his thirties walked in. He wore a suit and leather shoes, with flat hair and full of energy.

"My man is here." He Zhen stood up and waved.

The man walked across and politely greeted Wang Lan, "Sister Lan is here too."

"Let me introduce you to everyone. This is my husband, now working as a section chief in a state-owned unit; please let don’t let me not talk much about it!" He Zhen said, with her face full of pride.

Her arrogance was more apparent when facing Jiang Xiaoyan.

He Zhen introduced everyone on the table to her husband one by one. When it was Lu Feng's turn, she disdainfully said, "This is the man of one of our factory workers. Everyone, please sit down."

Section Chief Niu looked at Lu Feng with several questions in his eyes, and it is evident that He Zhen often talked about Lu Feng at home.

"Laoban Sun and Mr. Zheng are also around; they will come up soon. Let me tell them to serve hot dishes. It's not easy to get together!" Section Chief Niu announced while looking at Wang Lan and asked, "Why haven't I seen Mr. Zhao?"

"His company has been bustling these days; he will probably arrive shortly."

Two minutes later, he walked up to the party soon; first, a burly man and Li Jiaoyue’s husband, Laoban Sun, a big bellied man, and Wei Jiajia's husband, Mr. Zhao.

With the arrival of everyone’s respective families, the dinner table became lively as they exchanged greetings with each other.

Only Jiang Xiaoyan, Xiaoli, and Lu Feng looked out of place.

"Where did Mr. Zhao obtain his wealth?"

"What kind of fortune? I may lose tens of thousands of dollars this year; however, Boss Sun's business will not be is loss."

"That's Jiang Xiaoyan, man? Why does he dress up like a dog? Don’t they say that he relies on his wife to raise him?" Boss Sun winked his eyes.

"I am too embarrassed to come here. Such people are too insensitive."

Several murmured, the sound was not loud, but they were all sitting at the same table, who would not hear?

Jiang Xiaoyan's expression was ugly. She lowered her head, pretending not to hear. Lu Feng leaned on his chair and looked at those people coldly. He wanted to know how distinguished these bosses were.

"Boss, what are you talking about?" Lu Feng asked.

The people present were all taken aback. They did not expect Lu Feng would dare speak; moreover, his tone was aggressive.

Mr. Zheng snorted twice without smiling, his face trembling. He said, "I'm just talking about business affairs. I don't know where Mr. Lu gets his wealth?"

Several women heard Mr. Zheng's address to Lu Feng and covered their mouths to laugh. Mr. Lu was ironic.

"I don't make a lot of money because y factory just started." Lu Feng said casually.

"Puff!"

He Zhen couldn't help but laugh; along with the majority on the table, the atmosphere on the dinner table suddenly became cheerful. Xiaoli frowned and whispered, "Xiaoyan, let your man say a few words, don't lose to that person."

Jiang Xiaoyan slapped Lu Feng's hand quietly and gave him a wink, but Lu Feng did not understand the gesture.

"Mr. Lu is not an ordinary person; you have a dangerous name. So, you opened a factory? It shows that if you throw a bun to a dog, it can eat as well." Boss Sun said with a smile.

Everyone burst into laughter, and Xiaoli smiled in agreement. She had a good relationship with Jiang Xiaoyan, but it was not to offend such a group of people for her.

Wang Lan stared at Lu Feng with a smile as if looking at the biggest joke.

Lu Feng's face sank; staring at Boss Sun, he warned, "You have to apologize to me and take back what you just said."

The audience's smiles stopped abruptly, and the room fell into a dead silence. Li Jiaoyue was the first to feel embarrassed. What kind of man are you, teasing someone as low as him? You are going to make me lose my reputation.

"What did you say?" Boss Sun got angry and shot words out of his mouth, getting annoyed, "There is a way to talk to your superiors."

Jiang Xiaoyan was anxious. Clutching Lu Feng’s hand desperately, she said in a low voice, "What are you talking about? Hurry up and apologize to the others. These people shouldn’t be offended by poor people like us."

Lu Feng did not respond at all; instead, he looked indifferent. He raised his hand and pointed his finger at Boss Sun, "You have to apologize to me and take back what you just said."

"You are misbehaving because I gave you a face, isn't it?" Boss Sun was furious. He stood up and shouted, "Who are you, pointing your finger at a god? Are you qualified to even sit with me, you poor ghost!?"

"Jiang Xiaoyan, what does your husband mean!?" Li Jiaoyue shouted.

Jiang Xiaoyan was crying anxiously. Mustering up courage, she stood up and bowed, apologizing, "I'm sorry, he drank some wine. Please don't be angry with him."

Lu Feng pressed Jiang Xiaoyan on the seat and said, "I didn't drink. What's the matter if we are poor, do they have to ridicule us here?"

"Oh, you don't know whose meal you are eating. It's so impressive, Mr. Lu!" Wang Lan mocked, staring at Lu Feng, she continued her scorning, "I call you Mr. Lu, that's enough respect. You said you opened a factory: is it a big company? a big industry? Tell us a little bit about it, come, everyone give a hand for President Lu!"

Boss Sun could not help but frown hearing Wang Lan invite Lu Feng. He sat down and observed the scene coldly. There was sparse applause, accompanied by ridicule.

Jiang Xiaoyan was anxious like an ant on a hot pan. Does this mean that he was making a fool of himself? So that man called him Mr. Lu, or he is just planning to roast him?

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