Ling Feng felt awkward, "Yeah, that's why the fewer people who know, the better."
"My lips are sealed, don't worry."
Wang Laogen patted his shoulder and then said, "Let's get through tonight first. If the person who poisoned the drink really messes up, I'll teach you what to do next, guaranteed to give Luo Qianyang a sour treat!"
"Okay!"
Ling Feng nodded and then gave him a look, "Old Wang, why are you so good to me?"
"Nonsense, you're my God of Wealth, if I don't treat you well, who will?" Wang Laogen rolled his eyes.
After that, he turned around and left, saying as he went, "Wait for my call, otherwise don't act rashly!"
"Got it."
Ling Feng responded and watched him leave the hotel, then turned and went upstairs.
However, he didn't immediately go to Mo Jiaolan's office but stopped at the corner of the staircase.
Wang Laogen's behavior today was somewhat unexpected and made Ling Feng reassess him; the old man was definitely not as simple as he seemed on the surface.
