Chapter 847: Chapter 847

On the surface, the banquet seemed to have pleased everyone. No matter how you look at it, Liu Zhizhong had entered a different social circle, gaining prestige and indeed standing out quite brilliantly. He had even joined the Zheng Family Clan group, as well as the secret group of the Southwest Conference. That kind of buff stacking was really something.

In officialdom, young people like him, haha, would never even dare to dream of such treatment. Take Zhang Hongyang, a few years his senior and half a rank above him, who had become a County Mayor. Recently, he and Xie Peng had been plotting to cut his roots, thinking up such sinister tricks!

After Zheng Xitong led Liu Zhizhong in toasting everyone around, when he was drinking individually with each person, barely sipping his red wine, he drank deeply with Feng Lun and, in passing, shared a few words with him:

"Bro, it's been tough for everyone over these years; both the Zheng Family and the Feng Family have had it hard. It's about time. Today, I am very happy to have a godson. Honestly, it is quite a joyous occasion. Later, do let the Feng Family know to notify Huzi. There's no need for him to remain in hiding outside; if he can come back, he definitely should. The Southwest Conference's doors are always open for him! It's so tough outside, with deep waters and raging fires, shootings and wars. The scenery here is uniquely beautiful!"

He spoke these words quietly, with the tone of a secret discussion between big shots.

Feng Lun cursed inwardly! Over the years, Zheng Laosan hadn't given a damn about Huzi's situation, and now he remembered? Damn smiling tiger, what is he up to now?

Feng Lun even felt that Zheng Xitong having Liu Zhizhong as his godson might also be part of a conspiracy. The smiling tiger has been unpredictable all his life; who knows what the hell he's up to?

Feng Lun even had an impulse to warn Liu Zhizhong.

However, outwardly, Feng Lun merely forced a bitter smile, shook his head, and quietly replied with a cup in his hand, "It's so rare for President Qian to remember Huzi, aye... What a pity, what a pity..."

"Oh? Bro, what do you mean?" Zheng Xitong inquired with genuine concern.

Feng Lun softly said, "The Feng family hasn't had news from Huzi for years. He left, as if he evaporated from the mortal world. Aye... you ask us to contact him, but where can we find him?"

Zheng Xitong stared at him in shock, unable to speak for a long while.

After a while, he gently clinked Feng Lun's glass, and smiled, "No rush, no rush, don't worry, Huzi is resilient. This kid is actually quite remarkable, hehe... Come, bro, let's drink together: Southwest forever, brothers forever?"

Feng Lun smiled and nodded, "Thank you, President Qian. Southwest forever, brothers forever!"

After this drink, Zheng Xitong even patted Feng Lun's shoulder, smiling like a brother, saying, "Take your time eating and drinking, let's catch up later!"

Feng Lun smiled and nodded, "Sure, sure, later, later..."

So polite, yet so insincere. The people and matters in this circle, sigh～～～～

By the end of the banquet, Liu Zhizhong was almost drunk, though still somewhat sober.

It seemed that Zheng Xitong was even more clear-headed. According to etiquette, he and his wife, along with their godson, saw the guests off one by one, still managing everything impeccably.

Once most guests had left, Zheng Xitong said to Liu Zhizhong, "Zhizhong, accompany Mr. Zheng for a trip to Yunxi tonight, and come back by tomorrow morning."

Liu Zhizhong didn't conceal his thoughts, and softly said, "Brother Xuan has arranged for me to have dinner at his place tonight. President Qian and Uncle Long want to meet me. Mr. Zheng, what do you think...?" Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚫𝙣𝙚𝙩