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Chapter 547: [547] Whether I have free time or not depends on what you want to do (Grand Finale)_1

“Mr. Huang, the incident is already past, and the person who made the mistake has been punished, I’ve already forgotten about it.”

Tang Feng waved his hand dismissively. A mere two silly girls were not enough to bother him.

Seeing that his words didn’t seem insincere, Huang Shengcai felt relieved. “Mr. Tang truly has a generous spirit. No wonder Mr. Zhou holds you in such high regard. One can tell at a glance that you’re someone who does great things.”

Tang Feng didn’t take his flattery seriously and motioned to a spot beside him, “Mr. Huang, would you like to sit down and have a drink together?”

Although Huang Shengcai really wanted to get closer to Tang Feng, he glanced at Xu Xinling and the others and ultimately dismissed the idea.

“Haha, I won’t stay here and get in the way. Next time you come, Mr. Tang, I will personally entertain you. Please enjoy your meal, and call me if you need anything.”

After saying this, he left quite tactfully.

“This Mr. Huang is pretty nice,” Han Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but praise after Huang Shengcai left.

“What do you mean ‘pretty nice’? He’s just seen how close Tang Feng is with that Mr. Zhou, and he’s afraid of ruining his career,” said Xu Xinling, who was more worldly and could see through Huang Shengcai’s intentions.

“Yeah, Mr. Tang’s relationship with that Mr. Zhou is so good. Just a word from you could ruin his job as a general manager,” Liu Xingxu then chimed in, his eyes full of admiration for Tang Feng.

A bunch of employees from Star Studio also nodded in agreement.

Tang Feng suddenly felt waves of cringe, “Alright, alright, a few praises are enough. Any more flattery would be disgusting.”

“Hahaha…”

The room roared with laughter, and the slight feeling of awkwardness from before began to dissipate a bit more.

Under Tang Feng’s purposeful efforts, the studio employees felt respected like never before.

Previous investors used to order them around and act high and mighty, but someone like Tang Feng, who respected them, was a first.

The meal was truly enjoyable for both host and guests.

After dinner, Tang Feng asked Liu Xingxu and others where they were staying now.

Upon hearing they were staying at a small hotel, he immediately found the hotel manager and asked him to help arrange a few rooms.

Actually, the Kaiyue Hotel had been fully booked these few days, with no spare rooms available.

But the manager had already received instructions from the general manager—no matter what Mr. Tang requested, they should try their best to fulfill it.

Without a word, he managed to free up four rooms.

This touched Liu Xingxu and his group to the point of being utterly moved.

Having had a bit to drink, they even began to pledge their loyalty to Tang Feng, saying they were willing to work like dogs and horses for Mr. Tang.

Naturally, Tang Feng didn’t take their drunken pledges seriously. After having the waiters send them back to their rooms, he left with Xu Xinling and Han Xiaoxiao.

Since Han Xiaoxiao had a presidential suite at the Ruida Hotel, she naturally wouldn’t stay here.

“I’ll take you back,” Tang Feng turned to seek Han Xiaoxiao’s opinion.

Before Han Xiaoxiao could agree, Xu Xinling suddenly interjected, “I’ll take her. You’ve had quite a bit to drink; better not to drive.”

Clearly, Tang Feng saw a tinge of jealousy in her eyes.

If he insisted, she would probably suspect that he had an inappropriate interest in Han Xiaoxiao, “Alright then, you take her back. I’ll take a taxi home.”

“Well then… we’ll be leaving first.”

Han Xiaoxiao waved goodbye to Tang Feng with reluctance and then got into Xu Xinling’s car and left.

Because Tang Feng had been drinking, he had no intention of driving, and was about to hail a cab home.

At that moment, his phone suddenly rang.

Taking it out, it was a call from Jiang Zi.

“Hello, what’s up?” he casually answered, curious.

“Tang Feng, are you free right now?” Jiang Zi’s voice sounded urgent.

Tang Feng glanced at his watch; it was already past nine in the evening.

This late and she’s asking if he’s free? What does she want to do?

“Whether I’m free depends on what you want to do. If it’s work-related, then I’m not. But if it’s personal, I might be able to squeeze it in.”

“I’m not in the mood for jokes right now; I’m really in a panic here.”

“Are you in urgent need of a toilet? Then you should hurry up and go, why call me?”

“Can’t you be serious for once? I really need to talk to you about something important.”

“Okay then, I’m outside the Kaiyue Hotel, you…”

“Beep beep beep…”

Before he could finish, the call was cut off.

Ten minutes later, a pink BMW Mini pulled up in front of him.

The window of the BMW slowly rolled down, and Jiang Zi poked her head out, “What are you standing there for? Get in.”

“Did you buy a new car?” Tang Feng asked as he got in.

Jiang Zi used to drive the Audi R8 he had won, but now she seemed to have switched cars.

“Yeah, I’ve won quite a bit of money recently following you, the stock god, so I decided to reward myself,” Jiang Zi replied as she caressed the steering wheel lovingly.

“If you wanted to reward yourself, shouldn’t you have bought a better car?” Tang Feng touched the seat and the craftsmanship of other parts, with an air of disdain.

“Do you think everyone is as extravagant as you? For us proletarians, a car worth three hundred thousand is already pretty good,” Jiang Zi retorted with an annoyed glare.

Tang Feng gave a sheepish smile, “So I guess this is your first car, huh?”

“Yes,” Jiang Zi said, her face full of affection when she looked at her car.

Though it didn’t compare to Tang Feng’s luxury cars, costing millions, it was bought with her own hard work, a sense of accomplishment that money couldn’t measure.

“So, am I the first man to ride in your car?” Tang Feng asked again.

“Of course,” Jiang Zi answered innocently.

“Well, that’s not too bad. At least I have your ‘first time’.” Tang Feng nodded with satisfaction.

“What… what are you talking about?” Jiang Zi’s face turned beet red, and she glared at him fiercely.

“What’s wrong? Aren’t I the first man to ride in your car?” Tang Feng asked with a bewildered and innocent expression.

“Yes, but you shouldn’t put it that way, it’s misleading,” Jiang Zi’s pretty face became even redder.

“Misleading about what?” Tang Feng’s eyes sparkled a little too brightly.

“Misleading that…” Jiang Zi suddenly felt too embarrassed, the cramped space making it hard to continue.

“Misleading that I’m riding not just the car, but you?” Tang Feng finished her sentence for her.

“You… you big hooligan.”

Jiang Zi was now thoroughly annoyed and raised her fists to hit him, but Tang Feng grabbed her hands in his.

“You came to find me late at night and you’re calling me a hooligan? So where do you want me to ‘flow’?”

Jiang Zi was clearly overwhelmed.

After Tang Feng’s teasing, she finally revealed the truth.

She had a favor to ask.

There was a massive amount of capital that she wanted Tang Feng to help find an investment opportunity for.

Tang Feng used his scanning ability and unexpectedly discovered a huge investment opportunity.

A significant fluctuation was about to happen in the international crude oil market.

He seized the opportunity, went all in with leverage, and also used Jiang Zi’s funds.

With one deal, he made nearly ten billion.

The move even caught the attention of the controller of Quantum Fund, the world’s number one investor, Buffett.

After that, through this deal, Tang Feng also seized the chance to find the supplier behind his Elegant Pavilion that was messing with him!

The supplier had monopolized the antique supply market in Zhonghai and was even using this monopoly to create and sell fakes.

And behind them was none other than Mr. Gao.

With some maneuvering, Tang Feng found ample evidence.

Later, with the help of Ouyang Yushan and his own formidable abilities, he completely crushed Mr. Gao’s gang.

He utterly dominated the Zhonghai Antique Circle.

Thus, he began a journey of raking in gold daily.

As the year neared its end, his net worth broke fifty billion.

With an unbeatable stance, he went to find Song Lele.

When Song Huanhuan still wanted to interfere, his wealth powerfully rebutted, and his connections did the same.

Eventually, during Buffett’s personal visit, which caused a sensation, he and Song Lele, along with a host of other beauties, forged a legendary urban romance.

(End of the book!)