Elder Huang, Elder Zhou, Elder Li, and Elder Feng.
Long Aotian saluted the four elders and greeted them.
"Aotian, you've worked hard. Sit down," Elder Huang said, pointing to the sofa beside him.
"Thank you, Elder Huang." Long Aotian walked over with a stern expression and sat down upright.
"Regarding what you mentioned on the phone last time, I can confirm that he has entered the mortal world. He is living the life of an ordinary person now. I advise you not to disturb him."
Elder Huang spoke first, bringing up Xia Feng's matter.
Upon hearing this, Long Aotian stood up and said, "Elder Huang, I want to see my benefactor."
Long Aotian was not one for many words, but this statement conveyed his determination.
After Xia Feng saved his life, Long Aotian insisted on becoming his disciple. He knelt outside Xia Feng's door for three days and three nights. Xia Feng finally told him, "Your aptitude is insufficient. Go back. For the sake of your sincerity, I will guide you a little."
From then on, Long Aotian's cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds. In his heart, Xia Feng was his reborn parent.
"You old fellow, you still have that temper. You're over forty and still so stubborn," Elder Li said, teasing Long Aotian.
Long Aotian fell silent, unable to retort.
"Since you are so eager to go, then go. It's fine to relax for a few days," Elder Huang agreed with a nod.
"Thank you, Elder Huang," Long Aotian said gratefully.
"Aotian, since you're going, let me give you some advice. Your personality isn't suited to staying there. It's best to go after you've changed. Duke Peter of Great Britain is currently by Xia Feng's side. Don't end up being inferior even to that old fellow."
Elder Li was speaking the truth. With Long Aotian's personality, he would only be an annoyance there.
There would be nothing to talk about.
They're all young people, they can have fun together.
Is Long Aotian going to be a block of wood? A bodyguard?
Long Aotian's face turned red as he heard this. He understood Elder Li's meaning.
But his personality was like this, how could he change it?
"Elder Li, I'm just going to see him, not to disturb him," Long Aotian replied, his face flushed.
"If you're just going to see him, why go at all? If you're going, be shameless and stay by his side, learn something useful. Making you put aside your pride is harder than taking your life."
"Besides Old Peter, there's also Ma of Tencent, Jack Ma, Jiang Quanshui, and several younger generation members in his villa now. If you can put your pride aside, then go."
Elder Li explained the reality of Xia Feng's situation to Long Aotian. When it came to shamelessness, you couldn't compare to the "Double Mas."
"Elder Li is right. Consider it carefully before you go," Elder Zhou also agreed with a nod.
"Indeed, you don't have thick skin. Don't go," Elder Feng said.
Long Aotian: ...
"You decide for yourself. Don't look at me." Elder Huang, seeing Long Aotian's gaze, said to him.
Then Elder Huang added, "However, I agree with their opinion. Wait until you've changed your personality."
Long Aotian: ...
"I understand." Long Aotian nodded and withdrew.
Watching Long Aotian leave, Elder Li chuckled and said, "It's harder for him to change his personality than to ascend to heaven. It's simply unrealistic."
"When one reaches an extreme in something, things can turn around. Who can say for sure?" Elder Zhou said with a laugh.
"Oh my, my old bones are starting to ache from sitting. I need to call Xia Feng and reconnect," Elder Li said, standing up and beckoning to his secretary outside the door.
Elder Huang: ...
Elder Zhou: ...
Elder Feng: ...
"Elder Li, what do you need?" Xia Feng's voice came from the phone.
The three were stunned. They were not joking; he was really calling.
"Can't I call you just to chat? Have you eaten yet?" Elder Li said with a smile.
The three: .....--!
This question about eating shocked them.
Isn't this how straightforward men greet each other these days?
"Not yet. Teacher Ma is cooking," Xia Feng's voice came from the other end of the phone.
The four inwardly thought: As expected, thick skin works. Jack Ma is even cooking.
"What are you cooking?" Elder Li asked with a chuckle.
The three: ...
"Elder Li, what do you actually want to say? Just say it," Xia Feng said, almost speechless.
Is this considered awkward small talk?
It's incredibly awkward.
"It's nothing. I saw you had the phone, so I just wanted to chat with you for a bit. When are you coming to see us old guys?" Elder Li didn't feel awkward at all.
"I don't know. When I feel like it," Xia Feng replied.
"Alright, come early. We've been waiting for you for a long time. That's all for now. Keep in touch," Elder Li said with a smile.
Xia Feng: ...
After Elder Li hung up the phone, Elder Zhou couldn't help but say, "Elder Li, is this what you call reconnecting? I feel like you're pushing Xia Feng further and further away."
"What do you know? This is called concern from an elder," Elder Li said dismissively.
"Have you eaten?"
"Are you wearing thermal underwear?"
The concern of elders is always so sudden.
Meanwhile, in the villa, Jack Ma was diligently stir-frying. Ever since Xia Feng had tasted the homemade braised tofu and stir-fried leeks with eggs made by Jack Ma, Jack Ma had taken over the cooking duties, not allowing Ma of Tencent to come near.
"Old Ma, these taro roots are washed. I'll put them here," Dulla Peter said, walking over with a plate of washed taro.
"Old Peter, I have a small matter that requires your help again," Jack Ma said, concentrating on his cooking without looking up.
"Is it about India again?" Dulla Peter asked.
"Yes, it's about a rice group. It's the same as my company's situation," Jack Ma replied.
"Alright, I understand. I'll make a call right now," Dulla Peter said, nodding.
This Mu Di is truly out of his mind. He's targeting China with everything.
This time, Dulla Peter planned to have Mu Di unblock all of China's business operations, once and for all, to avoid future trouble.
"Duke Peter, hello." Mu Di answered the phone with some trepidation. This was the third call.
"Hello, my ass." Dulla Peter cursed right away.
This was something he had recently learned. He saw the "Little King of the Nation" say this every day and felt it was very cool.
He used it on Mu Di for the first time and it felt pretty good.
"Duke Peter, what did I do wrong again?"
Although Mu Di didn't understand the meaning of the phrase, he could tell from Dulla Peter's tone that he was being scolded.
"Why do you keep going against China for no reason? Did you eat too much shit? Chinese companies can go to your India because it's poverty alleviation. If I hear about such matters again, I won't mind breaking your neck myself."
Dulla Peter hung up the phone after speaking, giving Mu Di no chance to argue.
What kind of person is he?