Li Feng blinked and looked toward the mocking young man, feeling as though he had not offended him before.
"Heh."
Li Feng simply turned away, ignoring this "nutjob," and asked the front desk beauty, "Can any of you tell which floor the board eting is on?"
"It’s on the nineteenth floor."
Li Feng gave a slight smile toward the receptionist, "Thanks." After speaking, he turned to head for the elevator, but although Li Feng did not provoke the fool, the fool obviously had no intention of letting him go.
The young man beside the elder swiftly stepped in front of Li Feng, arrogantly sizing him up.
"Heh."
"Do you think this is innovative, dressing like this to a board eting? If you can’t afford a suit, at least rent one to keep up appearances. And yet you’re playing the gigolo, climbing your way up by licking boots. Don’t you even understand the simple truth that ’A man depends on his clothes as a horse depends on its saddle’?"
Ma Lin stepped on Li Feng with a shaming tone, his eyes filled with disdain and scorn. He thought Li Feng was sobody, but today’s news online had slapped him hard.
This guy’s history was truly eye-opening: coming from an ordinary family, a single parent, unable to afford college, scrapping his way through society for a few years, relying on his looks and bootlicking, luckily becoming soone’s son-in-law.
It wasn’t even two years before he was kicked out, then he bootlicked another woman, frad his ex-wife, and when his true colors were revealed, he could no longer mix in Huacheng and ran off to Sea City to deceive and sche.
After looking at the news about Li Feng’s dark history, he utterly despised such third-rate characters, but this guy’s ability to bootlick was top grade, even managing to get involved with the chairman’s lady.
Who knew what plots and sches they had that led to the previous incident with the will alteration.
Li Feng looked up at Ma Lin, "Are you done?"
Watching Li Feng’s cold deanor, Ma Lin felt even more irritated, acting tough as if he was invincible.
"Let give you a piece of advice: a wise man submits to circumstances. Don’t harbor any crooked thoughts; a third-rate character like you can’t play the leading role. Just stop bothering."
"Oh, right."
As Ma Lin spoke, he took a wallet out of his pocket, directly pulled out a credit card, and flicked it at Li Feng’s chest.
"Keep it; this card has a five million limit. Take the money and buy yourself a decent suit."
"The boardroom is a serious place; your outfit, although matching your persona, makes feel sick just thinking about sitting in a eting room with you."
"So please, I’m begging you, go out, turn right, and buy a suit."
Ma Lin looked at Li Feng disdainfully, "Grandpa, let’s head up first." After speaking, Ma Lin turned and helped Ma Chusheng walk toward the elevator.
Gulp.
The receptionists looked at each other, not daring to speak. Ma Lin’s words were really thorny, truly piercing.
Who talks down to people like that?
"Are you okay?"
Li Feng looked deeply at the Ma grandfather and grandson, "Heh, thanks for your concern. I’m fine."
"That Ma Lin has always been too proud; don’t take it too seriously."
"No, he’s right. My outfit really isn’t appropriate for the board eting." Li Feng said, then bent down to pick up the credit card that Ma Lin had thrown down.
"Can I buy a suit by turning right outside?"
"Uh, there’s a brand-na suit store about two hundred ters away."
The front desk lady said.
"See you later." Li Feng said, then turned and walked outside.
"Heh, the grandson can really endure."
Ma Lin snorted coldly as he saw Li Feng walking out, and Ma Chusheng also glanced at Li Feng, "A nobody trying to be Century Group’s chairman? I’m not dead yet."
"Old Chen must have been senile, to do sothing so ridiculous before dying."
"Gurgle."
"Godfather picked up the card, he’s not really planning to use this money to buy a suit, is he?"
"Can’t he see that he’s being humiliated? He’s not getting angry at all."
"It looks like he’s not angry, but he must be holding back rage inside."
Li Feng walked two hundred ters away from the Century Group and indeed saw a designer suit store and went straight in.
The saleslady, upon seeing Li Feng, her initially warm face quickly turned cold.
"Sir, welco."
Li Feng grunted and directly entered the store.
"Sir, you can look, but could you please not touch? The suits here are high-end and very expensive."
The saleswoman had sharp eyes. She imdiately noticed that Li Feng’s entire outfit cost no more than two hundred, and he had stubble on his face and a cheap sll about him.
This kind of person also dares to enter a designer suit store.
The saleswoman sneered inwardly, if it weren’t for the store policy, she wouldn’t serve such people, a complete waste of ti.
At that mont, a young gentleman ca out from the fitting room and stood in front of the mirror, gesturing twice, "Beauty, these few don’t work, bring those over there."
"Sure, one mont please."
The saleswoman imdiately left Li Feng and turned around to take several suits from the rack for the gentleman.
The man gestured with the clothes on his body for a while, "I’ll go try this one."
"Get a set in size 175."
Li Feng turned his head towards the saleswoman, and she turned to face Li Feng, "You want to try on clothes? This suit isn’t cheap. A set costs at least one hundred eighty-eight thousand."
The saleswoman clearly intended to deter Li Feng with the price.
"Can’t I try it on?"
Li Feng furrowed his brows and looked at the saleswoman, and she glanced back at him, "Wait."
"Humph, can’t afford it, then why try? Just wasting ti."
The saleswoman muttered under her breath.
Li Feng, not wanting to argue, took the clothes and walked straight into the fitting room.
"Saleslady, how much is this suit I’m wearing?"
The young gentleman looked in the mirror and asked the saleslady, her smile blossoming, "You have good taste. This suit is our designer brand’s new spring release this year, costing about two hundred eighteen thousand."
"Two hundred eighteen thousand, that expensive, any discounts?"
"Sorry, this is the latest model for this season, no discounts for now. But I think this suit suits you very well. If you wear it to et your girlfriend, she’ll definitely be stunned by how handso you look."
The saleswoman began her spiel.
"Forget it, I’ll look at so others."
The saleswoman watched as he turned around and went back to the fitting room, sighed, another deal lost. Li Feng ca out of the fitting room, looked at himself in the mirror, compared to that skinny brother, Li Feng’s physique was absolutely tailor-made for clothes.
The saleswoman couldn’t help but take a side glance. He had a good physique and looked quite decent in the suit, too bad he’s just a poor ghost.
"Bring a shirt."
Li Feng told the saleswoman.
The saleswoman looked at the poor wretch who was ordering her around, this guy still has the nerve to command , "You can’t try on the shirts, if you try, you must buy. Also, our cheapest shirt costs at least three to five thousand."
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