Lei Ming found it hard to understand, this was simply unbelievable.
The two men were like sworn enemies. Even when attending important meetings, they never spoke to each other when seated together.
Lei Ming had a good relationship with Jack Ma, and he knew Jack Ma looked down on Penguin Ma. They had been in a fierce rivalry for over a decade, and their companies' products were also arch-rivals. How could they possibly make peace?
"What's your situation? You've made peace?" Lei Ming couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.
"Yes." Jack Ma sighed.
"Really? Are you kidding me?" Lei Ming exclaimed in surprise.
"Alas... it seems I wasn't clear enough. We've only made a temporary truce here, without discussing any official business. We just agreed not to cause trouble privately. That's what I meant by making peace."
Seeing that Lei Ming had misunderstood, Jack Ma specifically explained.
It was impossible for them to make peace in official matters; it would never happen in this lifetime.
"So that's how it is." Lei Ming nodded after hearing this. This made more sense.
At the same time, Lei Ming's curiosity was greatly piqued. What kind of situation would bring the two "Horses" under the same roof?
"Old Ma, you're hiding something from me," Lei Ming asked, acting like a little wife.
"What could I be hiding? It's just that the current situation is quite special. The most I can do is mention it to Dula Peter and see if he can help again."
Speaking of this, Jack Ma had some regrets. He wished he had brought up both companies together back then.
After all, it was just a phone call for Dula Peter back then.
"It seems you have a good relationship with Duke Peter. Congratulations," Lei Ming offered his congratulations.
"Good relationship my foot. We're just together, and he eats my cooking every day. What's wrong with helping a little?" Jack Ma scoffed. If it were in the past, he might have wanted to get closer to Dula Peter.
But now, they were all in the same boat.
Lei Ming: ???
Cooking every day?
Jack Ma had this hobby?
"The more you say, the more curious I become," Lei Ming said, his heart itching with a strong desire to know why.
"Curiosity killed the cat. Don't be like a woman. Alright, I'll find an opportunity to mention it for you. Don't call me for anything else, I still need to watch the live stream and send gifts. Don't want to be outdone by Penguin Ma. Bye."
Jack Ma hung up the phone after speaking.
Lei Ming: ...
After hanging up, Jack Ma directly entered Lin'er's live stream room to continue sending gifts. He felt it was quite fun, sending rockets up with a rush, it felt great.
Lin'er's Live Stream Room:
Taoren Village, Taoying: Haha... I won! I won a consolation prize. They just sent me a message in the backend. I'm so happy. It's a shame it's a set of cosmetics, and I've been single since birth. I can't use these cosmetics!
No Power Little Fairy: Wuwu... I didn't win anything. If you have unused cosmetics, give them to me. I'll dump my boyfriend and wait for you.
Daoteng Qilin: It's fine to give them to me too. I'm the invincible little cutie. (Heart emoji)
Taoren Village, Taoying: ... I'll give them to my mom. "No women in the heart, sword naturally divine." Women only affect my swordsmanship.
Ye Huang: ...
Pig That Can Climb Trees: I'm speechless.
Qin Lan: I won a pack of tea. This is awesome, haha...
"Little cuties, next is the final grand prize, a painting and calligraphy from home. In a moment, type 'Lin'er is the most beautiful' in the bullet comments. The third row, first commenter will be the winner."
Since it was the last grand prize, Xia Lin started to play a prank.
Making others type "Lin'er is the most beautiful" was truly shameless.
"Now, let's begin." As soon as Xia Lin finished speaking, she closed her eyes, preparing to take a random screenshot.
Jun bull; Gui Yuan: Lin'er is the most beautiful.
Xiao Zui Yue: Lin'er is the most beautiful.
Little Scoundrel: Lin'er is the most beautiful.
...
...
As Xia Lin finished her screenshot, she opened her eyes and smiled at the fan in the third row, first position, saying, "Today's grand prize winner is out! Congratulations to the netizen named Yong Yu, you've won the grand prize of this lucky draw. Our backend administrator will contact you shortly."
Ye Huang: Sigh... another day of not winning. Boring.
Winery - Grape Wine: Who isn't?
The Son of Light of Wu Yu: +1
One Step Away from God: I didn't even go to my wedding chamber, didn't eat, and stayed here to get nothing. What a loss.
Yong Yu: Haha... I won the grand prize. Happy.
Xun Bao Zhai: Yong Yu, brother, can we add each other as friends? I want to buy this painting and calligraphy from you. The price is negotiable.
Ye Huang: Xun Bao Zhai, what about your hundreds of accounts? Didn't win anything?
Xun Bao Zhai: Hehe... I won two consolation prizes and one first prize.
Ye Huang: Damn it.
Xiao Zui Yue: Xun Bao Zhai should be kicked out of the live stream room.
Floating World Heng Xing: Are you here to be annoying?
Cute Liuli Zi: Yong Yu, don't sell it to him.
Xun Bao Zhai: ...
"Alright, I'll find another opportunity to give you another big prize next time. Today's live stream ends here. Those who didn't win, don't be discouraged, you'll win something better next time. I'm going offline, bye bye..."
Xia Lin waved at the live stream room and turned off the stream.
"Oh my, I'm so tired. Doing this lucky draw is really exhausting," Xia Lin sighed after closing the stream.
"Everyone get some rest early. Jiang Xin, clean this place up." The National Little Dynasty's Jiang Xin called out.
"Little Peter, come and help, let's clean up together." Jiang Xin saw Ying Lun Peter sitting there in a daze and decided to give him something to do.
"Okay!" Ying Lun Peter indeed ran over happily after hearing this, looking quite excited.
Kyoto.
A mysterious place.
"Aotian will be here soon. He already knows Xia Feng has entered the mortal world," Old Huang said to a few old friends while sitting at the head of the table.
The Aotian mentioned by Old Huang is Long Aotian, the leader of China's most mysterious department, the Heaven Group. He reports directly to Old Huang, and no one can give him orders.
"This lunatic knows Xia Feng has entered the mortal world, so he'll definitely come to inquire. If it weren't for Xia Feng, he would have lost his life long ago. It's a pity Xia Feng only gave him some pointers and didn't take him as a disciple, otherwise Aotian's strength could have advanced further," Old Zhou said with a smile.
"Isn't it just that this old fellow is getting old and has lost his talent? A man in his forties kneeling outside the door for three days and three nights was quite difficult for him," Old Li said.
Recalling the events of the past, Old Li sighed.
"Old Huang, have the matters in the United States been handled?" Old Feng asked.
"More or less. Some things are just not done openly. Now these Americans are becoming more and more arrogant," Old Huang said ambiguously.
Just then, a guard outside the door entered and said respectfully, "Your Excellencies, Long Aotian has arrived."
"Let him in," Old Huang waved his hand at the guard.
Not long after, a tall and sturdy man entered from outside. His face was stern, and the military green uniform he wore made him look particularly imposing.
He exuded a chilling aura that made people want to stay away.
After walking into the room, Long Aotian finally withdrew his imposing aura.