Chao Ying had long been prepared for her brother's answer. "Elder Hu was always a man who clearly distinguished between favors and grudges, someone who lived freely and repaid every debt."
"Yeah." Chao Gang nodded. "I never expected him to be so reasonable this time... How's your relationship with Feng Jun?"
"Feng Jun and I... are all right, I guess." Chao Ying glanced at her brother, unable to tell what he meant. "If we're talking about it, Xiaobo gets along pretty well with Feng Jun. He thinks highly of him too."
"He thinks highly of Feng Jun?" Mayor Chao wore an expression somewhere between laughter and tears. "He really isn't qualified to 'think highly' of him now. The question should be whether Feng Jun thinks highly of him."
"Brother, seriously, it won't hurt Xiaobo to spend more time around him," Chao Ying said solemnly. "They're both young. If Xiaobo can somehow build a connection with the Gu Family, it'll benefit you too."
Chao Gang fell silent. After a long while, he finally spoke. "Looks like we really need to do something with that land."
Feng Jun had no idea that, because of Liu Er, he had shown Hu Changqing little respect, yet Hu Changqing was instead considering helping him.
He was already on the road back to Yang City. They had gotten up shortly after six, hoping to set out early while the weather was still cool—there was air conditioning in the car, but the midday sun was still unpleasant.
This time, Gazi had not returned with them either. There were still some loose ends to tie up on Dou Jiahui's side, and he could help out a little longer.
The two cars did not enter Yang City. They headed straight to Luohua Manor and arrived a little after eleven.