Zhou Zheng’s face was livid as he glared at Chen Feng, angrily declaring, "Kid, I don’t care who you are, watch your mouth. You can’t afford the consequences of angering me!"
Chen Feng still spoke with a calm expression, "I, of course, believe what Deputy Director Zhou says, but you haven’t answered my question yet. Could you answer it first?"
Wu Kun was constantly making eye signals to Chen Feng, indicating for him to stop talking, as it would only further enrage Zhou Zheng.
At that point, there would be nothing left to discuss.
But Chen Feng pretended not to see.
"Kid, I can tell you clearly, the reason I don’t want to deal with the board’s troubles is because I’m not in the mood, I lack the energy to handle it. Have you understood now? I beg you to stop bothering me!" Zhou Zheng glared fiercely at Chen Feng, his voice filled with anger.
"Deputy Director Zhou, don’t be angry. I’m just very curious. As the second-largest shareholder of the company, why do you lack the mood and energy to deal with the board’s matters? Could it be because of your illness?" Chen Feng asked lightly.
Yet such plain words caught both Wu Kun and Zhou Zheng off guard.
"Mr. Chen, Deputy Director Zhou is sick?" Wu Kun looked at Chen Feng, asking with a surprised face.
One must know, this was the first time Chen Feng and Zhou Zheng had met!
How could Chen Feng possibly know whether Zhou Zheng was sick or not?
"Yes!" Chen Feng nodded and then turned to look at Zhou Zheng, asking lightly, "Deputy Director Zhou, am I right?"
"How do you know I’m sick?" Zhou Zheng asked incredulously.
He surely didn’t think it was Wu Kun who told Chen Feng, because the matter of him being sick was only known to his wife, no one else.
And such an illness was somewhat embarrassing for a man to have revealed; he wasn’t keen on broadcasting it to the world.
So Zhou Zheng was shocked that Chen Feng knew about his illness.
"Of course, I figured it out!" Chen Feng said with a curve of his lips, smiling.
And he was telling the truth—he had indeed figured it out just by looking.
From the first moment he saw Zhou Zheng, he had noticed there was something off about his complexion, he looked very tired, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
Although Zhou Zheng always kept a stern face, it seemed very serious.
But to Chen Feng, who had an extremely high level of medical skill, it was obvious what was wrong with Zhou Zheng at a glance.
If he was not mistaken, it was definitely a problem with male function!
Knowing this, Chen Feng was confident.
He knew the matter of asking Zhou Zheng for help was almost certainly guaranteed.
After all, the most difficult aspect of asking someone for a favor is not knowing what they really want.
Once you know, as long as you tailor your solution to the problem, everything can be resolved smoothly, even with the most difficult people.
Zhou Zheng narrowed his eyes, a flicker of suspicion in his gaze.
Having fought in the business realm for many years, he was somewhat intelligent and rational.
He didn’t panic but instead snorted coldly, "Humph! I think you’re just guessing wildly!"
"Deputy Director Zhou seems to not believe me then. In that case, I won’t stay any longer. Uncle Wu, let’s go," said Chen Feng and then directly turned, pulling Wu Kun with him to get in the car and leave.
However, just as they turned to leave, Zhou Zheng’s voice reached them.
The corners of Chen Feng’s mouth lifted slightly as he turned back to look at Zhou Zheng, asking with a smile, "Deputy Director Zhou, is there anything else?"
"Since you say I’m sick, well then, tell me, what am I suffering from?" Zhou Zheng demanded with a cold face.
"Deputy Director Zhou, are you sure you want me to reveal your condition here? I don’t mind, but I’m worried that if your neighbors overhear, well... you get my meaning, right?" Chen Feng said with an upward curve of his lips, smiling.
Zhou Zheng’s face changed drastically upon hearing these words.
He had thought Chen Feng was just taking wild guesses, but now, after hearing what Chen Feng said,
He knew there was a ninety-nine percent chance that Chen Feng truly knew about his condition.
With that thought in mind, Zhou Zheng, standing at the entrance of his villa, hurriedly shifted aside to make way and then addressed Chen Feng, "Please come in; we can talk inside!"
Chen Feng smiled faintly and without declining, headed directly inside the villa.
Seeing this, Wu Kun didn’t follow but smartly turned and went back to the car, waiting for Chen Feng.
Wu Kun’s action also noticeably satisfied Zhou Zheng, who certainly didn’t want too many people to know about his condition.
Entering the living room on the first floor of the villa, Chen Feng sat down on a sofa.
Zhou Zheng then sat opposite Chen Feng, looking at him and said with a cold voice, "There’s no one here, speak up. I hope you indeed know something because if not, you surely can’t bear the consequences!"
"Deputy Director Zhou, then I’ll be straightforward. Have you been having problems in ’that’ area lately?" Chen Feng gestured at Zhou Zheng and asked in a low voice.
Zhou Zheng’s expression stiffened instantly, and he didn’t utter a word.
He was now convinced that what Chen Feng had said was true.
What puzzled him, however, was how Chen Feng knew. Could he really have just seen it?
That seemed almost too miraculous.
"Seeing your expression now, I must have hit the nail on the head. Alright, let’s not beat around the bush, let’s make a deal! In the board meeting three days from now, you come forward to support Sister Qing, and I will cure your illness. How does that sound?" Chen Feng proposed straightforwardly.
"Can you really cure me?" Zhou Zheng asked, half in doubt, half in hope.
Truth be told, Chen Feng’s offer was incredibly tempting, and he was eager to agree.
After all, it was just about supporting Lin Wanqing in the board meeting, without any real loss to him.
For him, the proposal was excruciatingly alluring, even more so than countless wealth.
Because for a man, especially a successful man like him, it was worse than death.
"Of course, my word is my bond!" Chen Feng nodded and said, smiling.
"I am a businessman; your mere words, I fear, are not enough to convince me completely!" Zhou Zheng frowned in thought for a moment and then spoke up.
"If Deputy Director Zhou doesn’t believe my words, I can treat your condition right now. Within these three days, I can restore half of your function. And after the board meeting three days from now, as long as you support Sister Qing and secure the chairman position, I will ensure your full recovery. How does that sound?" Chen Feng suggested with a smile.
"Alright, it’s decided then. As long as you can cure me, we can discuss everything else!" Zhou Zheng nodded with excitement, agreeing to the proposal.
He had been plagued by this ailment for a long while.
He had seen countless doctors, to no avail.
Now, at last, he saw hope, how could he not be thrilled?
If it weren’t for Chen Feng still being there, he would have probably been so overcome with emotion that he’d cry.