No matter the sudden visit of Jiang Feng, the esteemed chairman Murong Fu accompanying him would undoubtedly stir up waves within the vast Murong Group, and lead to many speculations and discussions. Yet at least within Murong Fu's office, it was all calm and peaceful.
Jiang Feng sat on the sofa, watching Uncle Fu personally brew a cup of tea, placing it in front of him with both hands. He smiled helplessly, "Uncle Fu, you will spoil me eventually. I am no longer the Jiang Feng of the past; it's better to see me as an ordinary person."
"Some people are destined to be extraordinary from the day they are born. Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes to phoenixes. Young Master Xiao Feng, you deliberately try to hide your brilliance, but I, Fu, dare not neglect you." Uncle Fu smiled as he sat down opposite Jiang Feng: "Speak, you must have something to discuss coming here, right?"
