Chapter 1195 - 1195: Invitation Delivered

When it comes to the issue of reputational damage, Xiao Feng doesn't really care much.

The reason is simple: at the end of the day, it's all about that saying. Ma Digua and the others are dissing Xiao Bajia, what does it have to do with Xiao Feng?

"Bajia, I'm meeting up with Weiwei tonight. Do you think I should dress formally or casually?" Pei Dengke asked sincerely for advice.

Xiao Feng replied casually, "No need to dress up deliberately, just look clean and neat."

This is also so Pei Dengke doesn't waste effort, because no matter what he wears, it doesn't mean much to Wang Tingwei.

"Click!"

The door lock clicked, and the housekeeper responsible for cooking and cleaning walked in from outside.

She was holding fresh milk in one hand and an invitation in the other, looking at it while mumbling something as she walked.

"Aunt Xue, are you going to another wedding?" Pei Dengke joked half-heartedly.

Aunt Xue responded, "I just went out to get the milk, and a young man passed by me and stuffed this thing into my hand.

You see, young people these days just hand out invitations indiscriminately, not caring whether they know you or not."

After saying that, she casually tossed the invitation onto the coffee table and turned towards the kitchen, "I'll go boil the milk, you guys sit tight, it'll be ready soon."

"Interesting, let me see who shamelessly wants some gifts."

Pei Dengke took the invitation in hand and opened it, his expression changed drastically on the spot.

Xiao Feng noticed something was amiss and walked over to take a look, then narrowed his eyes, smiling yet not smiling...

It is indeed an invitation, but it's not related to a wedding.

The one issuing the invitation is Wang Zhiping, along with a long list of names that Xiao Feng mostly doesn't recognize.

"Looks like the trap is set, and they have jointly invited me," Xiao Feng chuckled.

"Bajia, I think you'd better not go," Pei Dengke said seriously, "Wang Zhiping doesn't have good intentions, that's clear without saying. The key is that several names on it are not simple folks.

If they've conspired with Wang Zhiping to deal with you, things could get very troublesome.

Of course, I'm not doubting Bajia's ability to handle it, but we really don't need to accept this invitation."

"Dengke, are you really not seeing it or are you pretending to be clueless?" Xiao Feng asked with a smile.

"What does Bajia mean..."

Xiao Feng pointed to the long list of names after Wang Zhiping on the invitation and explained: "You just said that there are a few people here who aren't simple.

If I don't go, wouldn't I be offending everyone on this list?"

"Ah..." Pei Dengke was at a loss for words, after a moment of silence he burst out swearing, "Wang Zhiping that bastard, really an unscrupulous guy, using such a mean trick.

Hearing Bajia talk like that, I guess that son of a gun is hoping you won't go."

Xiao Feng sighed and said, "So, it's probably inevitable that I'll have to go."

"We'll go together, it's not like we're going through hell, nothing to be afraid of!" Pei Dengke said valiantly, "It's just a background, as if only some people have one!"

Xiao Feng chuckled and said, "You exaggerate, first tell me who's not simple and how exactly are they not simple."

Pei Dengke agreed and, organizing his thoughts a little, said with a self-mocking smile: "We second-generation types, flaunt outside, but deep down, we're just bullies of the weak.

Just like a few years ago, Chen Feihu could keep us in line all by himself.

From this perspective, actually, I'm no better than Wang Zhiping.

So, in the eyes of people like us.

Capable people are those who can stand out on their own, without relying on family."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but find it funny.

Because from a realistic standpoint, Pei Dengke's words were undoubtedly contradictory.

Just like the royalty and nobility in ancient times were born into positions unreachable to most.

Now, people like Pei Dengke practically achieve "standing out" upon birth. As for not relying on family, such talk can go unheard; taking it seriously is simply foolish.

Moments later, Pei Dengke pointed to names on the invitation, stating, "Among these names, Qiu Junxian and Wei Jianhua are considered quite capable individuals.

Their family powers are not small, and they're very driven themselves, much better than us spendthrifts who only know how to spend and not to earn."

"Didn't expect, you do have some awareness." Xiao Feng joked.

Pei Dengke laughed bitterly, "Just speaking the truth, honestly, I can't put in that much effort.

Don't laugh at me, Bajia, in these twenty odd years, the only thing I've seriously pursued is chasing Weiwei."

"Sometimes, even if you pursue seriously... it doesn't guarantee a perfect ending." Xiao Feng pondered before giving Pei Dengke a preventative warning.

Pei Dengke was stunned, "Bajia, it seems your words have deeper meaning?"

"Don't overthink, I just felt some things, and expressed it," Xiao Feng shook his head in denial, steering the topic in another direction, "Tell me about Qiu Junxian and Wei Jianhua's general background..."

After a long consideration, Pei Dengke thoroughly explained the two individuals.

After hearing, Xiao Feng already had a preliminary plan of how to deal with the two.

A saying goes: punch hard once, prevent a hundred punches later.

To control the situation, you have to pick a couple of influential people, get them sorted, and many subsequent issues become much easier...

Just then, Aunt Xue walked out of the kitchen with a tray, placing two cups of steaming milk and a small white dish with a spoon, evidently containing sugar.

"Milk's boiled, drink it hot, I'll go fry some eggs," Aunt Xue said with a smile.

Pei Dengke stopped her, "No need to go to all that trouble, we'll just eat some bread, Aunt Xue, you sit and eat with us."

"It's rare for you young master to get up in the morning for breakfast, can't just make do," Aunt Xue declined, placed the tray on the coffee table, and returned to the kitchen.

After breakfast, Xiao Feng and Pei Dengke discussed the details they needed to pay attention to when meeting with Wang Tingwei in the evening.

This part was mostly Pei Dengke asking questions and Xiao Feng answering.

When they finished, it was already around ten thirty.

Xiao Feng glanced at the time and said, "Arrange a car for me."

"Bajia, you really have to go?" Pei Dengke looked worried, "Honestly, I'm still uneasy.

In case, just in case!

If something happens to you, I wouldn't have the face to meet Xiao Ge for the rest of my life."

Xiao Feng chuckled, "It's not that I want to go, but I have no choice. I've already explained why before."

Saying so, he thought inwardly: if something really happens, even if you have the face, you won't meet your Xiao Ge.