Chapter 1574 Get Lost!

"How can you be so careless? You're like this every meal."

Yu Feihong glared at Zhao Fusheng and said helplessly, "Baobao already told me you always wolf down your food. That's bad for your stomach."

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "It's a habit. I just can't change it."

"Work is important, but you have to take care of your body too."

Looking at Zhao Fusheng's somewhat tired expression, Yu Feihong sighed and said to him.

She could also understand that the burden on Zhao Fusheng was too heavy. With such a large company, the livelihoods of so many people throughout the group depended on his decisions. Under these circumstances, Zhao Fusheng often really didn't care about minor details.

"Don't worry, sis."

Zhao Fusheng said softly, "I'm in good health."

"Feihong, what are you doing here?"

Just then, a mellow voice came from behind Zhao Fusheng and the others.

The middle-aged man from earlier had already appeared before Zhao Fusheng and Yu Feihong, but at this moment, a smile hung on his face, showing no sign that he had almost exploded on the spot just moments ago.

"Hello, President Liu."

Yu Feihong looked up, clearly startled for a moment upon seeing the middle-aged man, then smiled slightly, stood up, and greeted him.

"Why call me President Liu? Just call me Liu Ming."

The middle-aged man smiled, his face full of warmth, as if he were incredibly approachable.

As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Fusheng: "This young brother looks unfamiliar. Is he your friend?"

Yu Feihong was taken aback and looked at Zhao Fusheng with a hint of inquiry.

She knew Zhao Fusheng didn't like socializing; on ordinary days, he couldn't even be bothered to accept interviews from newspapers or TV stations, unless it was absolutely unavoidable.

Even then, he wouldn't allow them to record or take photos.

Therefore, although the outside world knew Zhao Fusheng's name, few people knew what he looked like.

"Hello, President Liu. My name is Yu Fusheng. I'm Sister Feihong's cousin."

Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly, stood up, and said to Liu Ming.

At the same time, he glanced at Hu Donghai and the others, who had stood up not far away, signaling them not to come over.

After all, as bodyguards, when several strangers approached, Hu Donghai and the others immediately became alert. It was only because Yu Feihong greeted Liu Ming after seeing him that if he hadn't been someone she knew, this President Liu would probably have been dragged away by now.

That's right, Zhang Qian had given Hu Donghai and the others a strict order: for anyone who might threaten Zhao Fusheng's life, regardless of their background, drag them away first and talk later.

"Cousin?"

Liu Ming was somewhat surprised and looked at Yu Feihong strangely: "I've never heard you mention it."

Yu Feihong was grumbling inwardly: I'm hearing this for the first time too, damn it!

But since Zhao Fusheng didn't want to reveal his identity, she naturally wouldn't expose him. She smiled calmly and said to Liu Ming, "He's the younger brother of my uncle on my father's side. He's come to the capital for work."

"Oh, hello, cousin."

Liu Ming immediately changed his expression and said to Zhao Fusheng with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng laughed inwardly; it seemed this was probably another suitor of Yu Feihong.

"President Liu, are you here with friends?"

But Yu Feihong had no intention of letting Zhao Fusheng interact more with Liu Ming. She smiled and asked Liu Ming.

The implication was naturally: if you have nothing to do, just leave and stop being an eyesore here.

Liu Ming chuckled, unhurried, and looked at Yu Feihong with a smile: "Just some business friends. We came over to chat. Would you like to come and meet them?"

Yu Feihong shook her head: "Better not. I'm not familiar with them."

This Liu Ming was just one of her suitors. They had met through a relatively familiar big shot in the industry. This coal boss seemed to be planning to enter the film and television circle.

Unexpectedly, he started pursuing her. Out of respect for their mutual friend, Yu Feihong couldn't directly reject him, so she had to play along, always keeping her distance whenever they met.

But perhaps because of this, Liu Ming misunderstood, thinking she had some interest in him, and actually asked her to meet his business partners and friends. It was utterly ridiculous.

Liu Ming frowned: "They're all very good friends of mine. Just go sit for a while."

In his view, she was just a female celebrity. By saying this, he had already given Yu Feihong enough face. If she still didn't go, she would be biting the hand that feeds her!

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Fusheng looked helplessly at Yu Feihong: "Who introduced you to him?"

Yu Feihong shook her head: "Don't worry about it."

She really didn't want to trouble Zhao Fusheng. After all, once Zhao Fusheng got involved, it would mean making another enemy.

Now Yu Feihong was full of regret. If only she hadn't dragged Zhao Fusheng here to eat.

It would have been better for the two of them to go eat hotpot at Donglaishun.

In this cold winter, that would have been just right.

"You two..."

Seeing them talking as if no one else was there, Liu Ming frowned. Instinct told him that these two weren't simply cousins.

What kind of cousin talks to his sister like that?

"Shut up!"

As soon as Yu Feihong heard Liu Ming speak, she glared at him and said.

She knew very well what Zhao Fusheng's temper was like. If Liu Ming left now obediently, fine. But if he said one more unnecessary word, Zhao Fusheng would easily have the bodyguards throw him out directly.

After all, over the years, he had always been merciless towards his enemies.

Slap!

Liu Ming slammed the table, stood up, and glared at Yu Feihong: "Miss Yu, what did you say?"

Obviously, he hadn't expected Yu Feihong to speak to him in such an attitude and tone. A mere female celebrity, actually arrogant enough to yell at him—she was asking for trouble!

Although he found Yu Feihong very beautiful and liked her, to Liu Ming, it was like liking a piece of porcelain. Even if he liked it, if that porcelain pricked his hand, Liu Ming would not hesitate to destroy it!

"She told you to shut up!"

Zhao Fusheng spoke slowly at this moment, saying indifferently, "Believe me, she's doing this for your own good."

Liu Ming frowned. At that moment, Hu Donghai and the others, having heard the commotion, had already rushed over.

"You!"

Finding himself surrounded by a group of big men, Liu Ming immediately panicked. The group that came with him, who had been watching the excitement, were now all dumbfounded.

"What's going on?"

"Who are these people?"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, their faces turning pale.

Someone who goes out with eight bodyguards in a place like the capital must have an extraordinary identity.

They were all in business; none were fools. Even Liu Ming, at this moment, was somewhat stunned.

He really hadn't expected things to turn out like this.

"Let's go, sis!"

Zhao Fusheng stood up and said to Yu Feihong.

Since it had come to this, there was naturally no need to stay and continue eating. Zhao Fusheng also had no mood to chat further with Liu Ming.

"You... who exactly are you?"

Liu Ming finally realized something was wrong.

Obviously, if he were just Yu Feihong's cousin, he couldn't be so arrogant.

Zhao Fusheng couldn't be bothered with such a blind fool. In his view, those coal bosses from Shanxi were typical nouveau riche. Wealth never lasts three generations, as they say about these people.

Of course, that's not to say there weren't tough guys among them. It's just that truly smart people wouldn't do something as brainless as Liu Ming.

After all, during the Ming Dynasty, Shanxi merchants were legendary traders who dared to smuggle salt and iron to the frontier and hand them over to the Great Jin Empire at the risk of execution.

Heh...

"Guess who I am yourself."

Zhao Fusheng said indifferently, waved his hand, told Hu Donghai to pay the bill, and pulled Yu Feihong out of the restaurant.

Watching their disappearing figures, Liu Ming stood there stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

Hu Donghai sent someone to follow Zhao Fusheng, paid the bill himself, and then left.

After they left, Liu Ming's expression was uncertain.

"President Liu, this person..."

Liu Ming's lackey finally approached and asked cautiously.

"It should be that person."

After a moment of silence, a cold smile appeared on Liu Ming's lips: "I didn't expect that woman Yu Feihong actually has such a backer!"

At this point, if he still couldn't guess Zhao Fusheng's identity, he would be too stupid.

But Liu Ming hadn't expected that the rumors were actually true—that behind Yu Feihong, there really was a super-rich man!