"Mom, enough about that. Try this scarf; it’s one hundred percent wool. It feels very comfortable to the touch and around your neck, with no discomfort at all!"
After sharing her understanding of values, Bai Ningbing picked up the scarf. Tangya accepted it, which also signified her acceptance of Bai Ningbing’s values.
Meanwhile, Luo Feng’s Family’s company was holding a celebratory banquet at the Four Seasons Hotel. Most attendees were company employees, but many were also friends of Luofeng’s father. Of course, some senior leaders from the bank or attractive bank clerks were present as well. In any organization, good looks have their advantages, especially when it comes to networking over drinks.
Naturally, Li Jincai from Hengda was there—Uncle Li, who had gifted Luofeng the ninety-million-yuan villa. Wang Bozhao from the Ink Company, who had sold Luofeng a twenty-million-yuan Large Flat, was also in attendance.
At this celebratory banquet, Luofeng was undoubtedly the main character. After all, it was clear to everyone that Luo Lin wanted to introduce his son to them.
"Uncle Li, let’s step outside for a bit," Luofeng said, holding a glass of champagne as he invited Li Jincai to the balcony.
"Uncle Li, thank you for everything!"
"Little Luo, you’re too kind!" Li Jincai replied. He obviously knew Luofeng was thanking him for his help with the steel sales company.
"By the way, Uncle Li, the shares for the next round are out. You can get one-tenth of the amount you initially wanted to invest."
Although Li Jincai had merely lent a small hand, Luofeng always believed in returning favors.
"As for the specific profit margin, I can’t be certain right now, Uncle Li. If you’re worried about the risk, we can look for another opportunity to cooperate in the future!"
"What are you saying, Little Luo? I, Old Li, have weathered decades of storms; what haven’t I experienced?" Li Jincai said with a laugh. "So, can we cut a bigger slice of the profit?"
"Uncle Li, you’re quite greedy!"
"Hahaha, didn’t I learn it from you?" Li Jincai joked. "Speaking of which, did you really pull a fast one on Wang Bozhao this time? I heard that at the Ink Company’s Large Flat, you conned him out of five parking spots and didn’t even pass up a fifty-thousand-yuan gas card!"
"Hahaha!" Luofeng laughed but didn’t comment directly, then said, "From the looks of it, our current share of the profit is already substantial. Your portion is a third of what I can allocate from my end, understand?"
Luofeng had already discussed this with several people. The total share he could distribute was 1.5 billion yuan, yet he had offered Li Jincai a 500 million yuan share outright. It was indeed a significant gesture.
"Thanks. I heard from Old Wang that he wants in too. What’s your take?"
"He’s a little short of the mark," Luofeng replied with a smile.
Li Jincai breathed a sigh of relief. He had spent ninety million yuan to get his foot in the door, so if Wang Bozhao could join so effortlessly, Li Jincai would undoubtedly feel uneasy. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
"We’re not short on funds for this round; we’re mainly looking for someone to take the fall. If you can handle the pressure, Uncle Li, giving you a slightly bigger piece of the profit wouldn’t be an issue!" Luofeng teased.
"Let’s not. The profit is large enough as it is. If I ask for more, it will encroach on others’ interests. Considering your Jia Mei Company managed to secure such a great project, who knows what kind of connections are behind it?"
Li Jincai knew that asking for too much would squeeze the interests of Luofeng’s partners. And Luo Lin probably relied on these very people to secure such projects, right?
"By the way, Uncle Li, regarding your Large Flat project, how much did you invest, and what’s the projected final return?" Luofeng asked curiously.
...
Around 7:30 in the morning, his mother didn’t wake Luofeng and Luo Lin, knowing they had returned late the previous night. She also didn’t prepare breakfast. They were adults; surely they wouldn’t go without breakfast?
「Around 10 a.m.」
Bai Ningbing, Li Fei’er, and Su Xinxin met up on a commercial street where prices were slightly lower.
Today, Bai Ningbing wore a white Gucci wool coat, paired with a winter skirt and warm pantyhose, Gucci’s Xiao Bai sports shoes, and an LV bag—the very picture of a vibrant, unbeatable young beauty. Anyone who saw her would take a second look, perhaps even turn back for another glance. But her array of designer brands made many people hesitant to approach.
"Wow!" Li Fei’er exclaimed admiringly upon seeing Bai Ningbing. "Ningbing, you’re so extravagant!"
"Luofeng bought it; I didn’t really pay attention!"
"I suddenly regret not asking Luofeng to come out today. Your Luofeng is seriously rich!" Li Fei’er complained.
"I saw your Luofeng yesterday. His family’s company was holding a celebratory banquet, and my dad insisted on taking me. Luofeng was definitely the star of the evening; a whole bunch of bigwigs were privately discussing introducing their daughters to him," Su Xinxin said, then joked, "Ningbing, feeling the pressure?"
"Not at all!" Bai Ningbing replied with a confident smile.
My beauty score is ninety-six. Among all the beautiful women Luofeng has encountered, who besides Qin Rubing could possibly outshine me? And even if Qin Rubing’s score is higher, we’re both stunning in our own unique ways.

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