Ren Feng left the scene and then found a taxi.

Before long, he returned to Flying Snow Group.

After paying the fare, Ren Feng walked into the building, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face: What's going on?

Because in the lobby, there were a lot of people wearing suits standing around, like bodyguards, surrounded by many employees.

"Miss, could you please accommodate and let your president come down one more time?" The leading man had a smile on his face and was speaking to the receptionist.

"Sorry, I don't really have that authority either," the receptionist said cautiously.

"Then it's not possible just to leave these items here, right?" the man frowned and said.

At this time, Ren Feng squeezed in just in time. He glanced at the dozen or so boxes stacked there and asked, "What's going on here?"

"Oh, isn't it all because of Meng Jianghai?" A nearby employee, who seemed to have been watching for a long time and knew what was going on, immediately said.

Meng Jianghai?

Gave you a lesson once, and still, you won't learn?

You dare to mess with my woman?

Sparks of coldness flashed in Ren Feng's eyes. Although Xia Wenxue wasn't his woman at the moment, he doesn't allow anyone else to intervene with the woman he's interested in!

In this regard, Ren Feng could be quite domineering!

Besides, Meng Jianghai was never a good person to begin with.

"Does it have to do with Meng Jianghai?" Ren Feng became even more puzzled.

The nearby employee said, "You don't know? Let me tell you, what happened at the party that night made Meng Jianghai lose face completely. But Mr. Meng didn't give up so easily and kept pushing forward. Now, he's even sent someone to deliver gifts, hoping Mr. Xia might change his mind."

Deliver gifts?

A strange expression appeared on Ren Feng's face, and then he stepped forward.

The leading man was chatting with the receptionist when suddenly a surprised voice sounded, "Yo, buddy, long time no see."

The man turned his head and saw Ren Feng approaching enthusiastically, a look of confusion flashed across his face. Who is this person?

"Buddy, how could you forget me? That night, I was drinking with Mr. Meng," Ren Feng chuckled.

Drinking with Mr. Meng? That means he must be a good friend of Mr. Meng's, right?

"Oh, I remember now." The man also smiled, "Brother, you're a friend of Mr. Meng's, right?"

Ren Feng was taken aback, but then laughed, "Yes, exactly. I'm telling you, Mr. Meng and I hit it off right from the start, we're really on the same wavelength."

The receptionist's eyes widened, looking at Ren Feng, and some employees nearby also stared blankly at him.

Damn, you hit it off with Mr. Meng at first sight?

Are you kidding me? Weren't you the one who disrupted things when Mr. Meng proposed that day?

Moreover, wasn't it you who slapped Meng Jianghai that night?

How did you become good friends all of a sudden?

However, the bodyguard didn't know. He wasn't at the party that night; it was Meng Jianghai's personal bodyguard, Ah Biao, who was there.

"Hey, buddy, what are you doing here?" Ren Feng pointed at the dozen or so boxes behind him.

"Isn't it because Mr. Meng likes Mr. Xia, so he asked me to bring gifts, saying Mr. Xia would surely like them? But Mr. Xia just came down for a moment and then went back up, and I don't know what to do now," the bodyguard said with a bitter smile.

"If I take the items back as they are, Mr. Meng will definitely not be happy with me," the bodyguard said.

Ren Feng kept a smile on his face, "Hey, isn't this a small matter? Why not find me for help? I happen to know Mr. Xia. How about this, you leave the items here, and I'll bring them up for you?"

"This doesn't seem too appropriate," the bodyguard looked troubled, "Mr. Meng said Mr. Xia has to sign for it himself."

"What's the big deal?" Ren Feng put a hand on the bodyguard's shoulder and in a lowered voice said, "Bro, my relationship with Mr. Meng is really solid. I'm just helping you out for Mr. Meng's sake."

"Moreover, once the items are delivered to Mr. Xia, your objective is achieved, isn't it?" Ren Feng sounded very persuasive.

Employees around watched Ren Feng and the bodyguard buddied up, and couldn't help but find everything extremely odd. The more they watched, the stranger it seemed.

But the bodyguard still hesitated, and Ren Feng immediately furrowed his brow, "Bro, are you looking down on me? I'm kind enough to help you, and you're rejecting it?"

The bodyguard gritted his teeth, "Alright then, brother, sorry to trouble you."

"Hey, what's there to be sorry about? We're all family," Ren Feng said with a grin.

"Brother, do you need me to leave some guys to help you carry it up?" the bodyguard asked.

"Oh, no need, no need, I'll find some people," Ren Feng waved his hand.

"Alright then, brother, just sign here for me so I can report back." The bodyguard took out a form.

Ren Feng took the pen, and with a swift stroke, flamboyantly signed "Ren Feng" on it.

"Brother Ren, you really helped me out of a big problem," the bodyguard said with a smile, "I'll treat you to a drink sometime."

"No problem." Ren Feng patted his chest.

"Alright, see you later." The bodyguard left with a few other people.

After the bodyguards left, the employees present all looked at Ren Feng with bizarre expressions, wondering what he was going to do. Could he really be planning to take all those items to Mr. Xia's office? Surely, Mr. Xia just ignored those people earlier.

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