"Fei'er, don't talk nonsense!" At this moment, Chu Renxiong also saw Han Lengxuan and others confronting Jiang Feng and said plainly.
"Dad!" Chu Feifei still wanted to say something, but Chu Renxiong patted her head and walked over.
Chu Feifei pouted, reluctantly puffing her cheeks and followed.
Han Lengxuan noted Chu Renxiong's attitude and felt at ease. Zhou Zikun, Pan Sheng, and the others also breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as Zhou Zikun had thought before, because of their fathers, they all knew Chu Renxiong, or even if they didn't know him personally, they had met him. Chu Renxiong would consider their fathers' faces, at least not making things difficult for them.
"Hello, Uncle Chu!" Zhou Zikun stepped forward politely, greeting Chu Renxiong.
"Hmm, Xiao Kun, long time no see." Chu Renxiong gave a slight smile.
"Uncle Chu, my father and I spoke of you recently, suggesting we have dinner together sometime. You bring Fei'er, and my father and I, so our families can have a small gathering."
"Hmm," Chu Renxiong said absent-mindedly, "I just spoke to your father on the phone a few days ago, he's doing well."
"Uh..." Zhou Zikun was speechless; he felt that Chu Renxiong's attitude was too indifferent and perfunctory, not showing the enthusiasm he expected. Even when he mentioned his father's name deliberately, Chu Renxiong remained unconcerned, neither warm nor cold.
In fact, before coming out, Chu Renxiong had already seen Zhou Zikun, Han Lengxuan and others blocking the door and pointing fingers at Jiang Feng.
With his experience, he could easily guess that Zhou Zikun and the others were taking advantage of their privileged family backgrounds and looking down on Jiang Feng.
He found this very frustrating; even Zhou Rongfa had to be polite to Jiang Feng, even personally going to Nanhua County to apologize, yet his son dared to make trouble for Jiang Feng—truly courting death!
"Qingcheng, Shiyan, Sister Zhiqing, this is my dad! Dad, these three are my good friends and colleagues." Chu Feifei introduced somewhat grudgingly, pointing at her dad and Nangong Qingcheng and company, still angry at her dad for not standing up for her immediately.
Moreover, she didn't mention Zhang Qinyao, making Zhang Qinyao, who had been awkwardly smiling, feel a bit embarrassed.
Zhang Qinyao knew Chu Feifei was already somewhat displeased with her and now deeply regretted acting as Zhou Zikun's informant, wondering if it was worth it.
Nangong Qingcheng, Liu Shiyuan, and Bai Zhiqing were seeing Chu Renxiong, the legendary big shot, for the first time. Their expressions varied, but they were relatively calm.
To them, the man standing in front of them was Chu Feifei's father, not the underground emperor who ruled South City with an iron fist!
"Hello, President Chu!"
The three women responded in turn.
"Hmm, welcome to play. Fei'er's friends are my friends. All your expenses here are on the house; food and lodging are arranged. Have fun," said Chu Renxiong kindly.
"Thank you, Uncle!" The three women replied politely.
At this point, Han Lengxuan and Pan Sheng couldn't hold it any longer. Since Chu Renxiong arrived, he had treated them like air. How absurd! Every one of their family backgrounds matched that of the Chu Family, yet Chu Renxiong took none of them seriously!
Especially Han Lengxuan, who planned to complain to Chu Renxiong—Jiang Feng had assaulted him at the bathhouse entrance, disregarding the fact that it was Chu Renxiong's territory. How could he not uphold justice?
But before he could say anything, Chu Renxiong formally extended his hand to Jiang Feng with a humble smile, "Mr. Jiang, good to see you again. Since our brief meeting last time, I've had no chance to visit. I hope Mr. Jiang won't blame me."
The words caught in Han Lengxuan's mouth as he was dumbfounded!
Zhou Zikun, Pan Sheng, Mu Yuze, and Le Zhenglin were also stunned!
Chu Renxiong barely acknowledged them but was apologizing to that insignificant security guard?!
What kind of logic is this?
Zhang Qinyao was equally shocked!
In her comprehension, she knew Jiang Feng had saved Chu Feifei's life, so Chu Renxiong might be polite to him, but she didn't expect him to be this courteous, even speaking with a tinge of respect and humility!
He was, after all, the supreme leader of South City. Was this necessary?
Bai Zhiqing was similarly astonished. She wasn't aware Jiang Feng had saved Chu Feifei, simply finding Jiang Feng increasingly inscrutable, secrets emerging endlessly!
Liu Shiyuan appeared a bit bewildered, coming from an ordinary family, unaware of Chu Renxiong's potentially eminent status, she found him quite approachable...
As for Nangong Qingcheng, she was slightly surprised too and glanced deeply at Jiang Feng.
Yet, what happened next shocked them even more!
Jiang Feng barely held Chu Renxiong's hand before pulling back, expression serene, "President Chu, you're too kind. Although we haven't met again, I know you've been keeping an eye on me, much appreciated."
Chu Renxiong was startled to hear that!
There were some things best not said. Now he was certain Jiang Feng was aware of everything he did—the depth and insight of Jiang Feng amazed him!
Meanwhile, Jiang Feng's tone, not altogether pleasant, signified to Chu Renxiong that Jiang Feng bore a grudge, so even though Jiang Feng didn't show much favor, he dared not be angry.
"Mr. Jiang jests; I have arranged a banquet. Let's have a few drinks and catch up soon," said Chu Renxiong smoothly.
As soon as the words fell, Han Lengxuan, Zhou Zikun, and others were further astounded!
Initially, Chu Renxiong shaking hands with Jiang Feng and checking Jiang Feng's face was enough to overturn their worldview. Now Chu Renxiong wanted to invite Jiang Feng for drinks?!
The dignified leader of the Chu Group, a powerhouse in South City's underworld, inviting a lowly security guard for a meal? This had to be a joke, right?
"Uncle Chu, I have to inform you about something: this Jiang fellow nearly crushed my hand at your place's entrance earlier. What do you think should be done about that?" Han Lengxuan finally couldn't bear it and raised his swollen, pig-trotter-like wrist to ask.
"Wei Ming, take Young Master Han to the infirmary inside to check his injury," Chu Renxiong calmly instructed the driver.
"Young Master Han, shall we?" Wei Ming approached, speaking to Han Lengxuan.
Han Lengxuan was furious, forgoing even calling him "Uncle Chu": "President Chu, I think you might not have heard clearly. I want you to address this issue, to give me an explanation, not just go see a doctor!"
"Young Master Han, didn't you hear me clearly? Then perhaps I should call your father, let him tell you in person?" Chu Renxiong's tone remained indifferent but bore an icy authority.
Han Lengxuan was left speechless!
He never imagined Chu Renxiong would protect that Jiang-named security guard to the extent of giving him no face and even threatening to call his father, making them a laughing stock over such a trivial matter!
Just who exactly was this obscure security guard?!