It was two-thirty in the afternoon when Chen Feng left Man Ying.
He didn't head back to Qin Mansion because he had important business to handle.
The billion that Shen Hong had promised during the wedding banquet last night, Chen Feng had to personally retrieve it.
Soon after, Chen Feng arrived at Shen Group, which belonged to the Shen Family.
After notifying Shen Hong at the front desk, Shen Hong hurried down without any delay, accompanied by an impeccably dressed, beautiful woman named Shen Yu.
"Young Master Chen, I apologize for having kept you waiting."
Shen Hong bowed, his attitude completely different from the previous night.
"Mr. Shen, I'm not accustomed to you being so polite all of a sudden. Maybe you should just keep being hostile towards me."
Chen Feng remarked with amusement.
"No, no," Shen Hong replied, "I'm fully aware of my place. I'm not worthy of an adversary like Young Master Chen."
"Mr. Shen, you're too modest." Chen Feng smiled lightly.
