94: 94. Why are you here?

At this moment, Zhang Wenfa's worldview was on the verge of collapse, his brain hadn't even fully recovered, and the 'zzzz' sound of the POS machine printing receipt seemed to still echo in his ears.

His voice trembled: "Wh-what... succeeded?"

Is he seeing ghosts?

Fan Kui, who was next to him, saw his abnormal expression, as if he was about to have a seizure, and quickly pushed him, shouting: "Old Zhang! Are you alright? You look like you're having an epileptic fit!"

Zhang Wenfa shook his head, staring blankly at Fan Kui: "How did he... swipe the card successfully? That card... that card..." Fan Kui found him a bit incomprehensible, and his attention was quickly drawn to Fat Jin, who had just walked back.

Fat Jin held a beautifully packaged box of cigars in his hand. Although he didn't smoke himself, he felt that his demeanor needed to be just right at this moment.

He slapped the black card onto the table with a 'pa' sound, his face showing a look of profound realization, as if he had comprehended the true meaning of life: "Old Zhang, I get it! The moment I swiped the card, I felt like it was the peak of life! No, from now on, no matter what, I have to get my dad to get me a real one to play with... Huh?"

He finally noticed Zhang Wenfa's extremely abnormal state, "What's wrong with you? Your face is as pale as if you've seen a ghost."

Zhang Wenfa came back to his senses, immediately picked up the black gold card on the table, and meticulously examined it again and again, not missing a single detail.

"Really... really? Really!?" No matter how he looked at it, he still felt it should only be a high-quality counterfeit.

But how could a fake card be swiped successfully? This is unscientific!

How could that kid Lu Feng... possibly own a real black gold card? He didn't even have one!

He was just about to take out his phone to call Lu Feng to ask what was going on, when he saw Fat Jin next to him suddenly let out a short gasp, his whole body recoiling as if electrocuted, shrinking into a ball and hiding behind a chair.

"What's wrong, Fat Jin?"

Fat Jin whispered: "Holy crap! It's over, it's over! My cousin is here! Don't let her see me! Old Zhang, Old Fan, quick, help me block her!"

Zhang Wenfa turned his head to look down the corridor not far away, only to see a tall woman in a sharply tailored ladies' suit skirt walking towards them. Her steps were steady, her aura imposing, and her cool face was expressionless, giving off an unapproachable vibe.

"So beautiful!?"

Zhang Wenfa's eyes lit up. He suddenly felt that compared to such a mature older sister, the girls in school were like unripe green apples.

Fan Kui reacted quickly, smoothly stood up, sat next to Fat Jin, blocking him, and explained: "This place belongs to his cousin, Xu Ting. Fat Jin has been afraid of his cousin since he was little, and has always been completely submissive to her."

"Holy cow, is she that impressive?" Zhang Wenfa secretly clicked his tongue.

"Of course, you know Donghai Group, right? Its scale is much more formidable than our families' little ventures, and besides, the Xu Family is a prominent family in Jinling."

Zhang Wenfa's eyes were opened. He had always thought his family's assets of several hundred million were quite good, but now it seemed they weren't even on the same level as the other party.

As he was secretly sighing, he saw Xu Ting walking towards them. He cleared his throat and said: "You're blocked, you've been discovered."

Fat Jin's face stiffened at the words. He turned around and indeed saw Xu Ting already standing beside him, looking down at him.

Fat Jin instantly forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, his voice dropping eight octaves: "C-cousin, what a coincidence, you... you're here too?"

"Jin Shaojia, getting bolder? Did you steal your dad's card again? Is this a place for you guys to be?"

Her gaze then fell on the box of cigars, "Still trying to act like you smoke cigars? Hmm?"

Fat Jin's body trembled, and he quickly waved his hands to explain: "No, sis! It's really not stolen! This card, I... I found it, and these cigars, we just bought them to look at... to play with... we didn't smoke! Not a single puff! I swear!"

He was so anxious that sweat was almost beading on his forehead.

"No matter. You've been rebellious and troublesome since you were little. Uncle specifically told me to keep an eye on you and not let you mess around. You must listen to me now, pack up your things and leave here immediately," Xu Ting said coldly.

Fat Jin didn't dare to hesitate, nodding repeatedly as if granted a great pardon, and immediately winked at his two friends, as if to say: "It's over! Retreat quickly! Our night out is completely ruined!"

Zhang Wenfa also experienced the aura of this strong woman. Even though the 'gun' wasn't pointed at him, it still made his heart pound.

No, no, no, even if a woman like that is beautiful and capable, she's too strong. What man could possibly handle her? It's better to admire her from afar.

The three of them, like students caught by the dean, walked somewhat dejectedly towards the lobby exit under Xu Ting's silent escort.

"Wait a minute, I need to use the restroom. My sister almost scared me into peeing my pants just now," Fat Jin said with a bitter smile.

"Let's go together, I need to calm my nerves too."

The three walked towards the nearby restroom. Zhang Wenfa conveniently took out his phone and called Lu Feng. His heart was like a cat's pawing, eager to find out what was going on with the black gold card.

Just then, a phone rang inside the restroom.

Zhang Wenfa didn't think much of it, assuming it was a coincidence, but then he saw Lu Feng walk out of the restroom, holding his phone, ready to answer.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere solidified.

"Holy crap, Old Lu!! You... you're here!!"

Zhang Wenfa was shocked, thinking this guy was simply appearing and disappearing like a ghost. He had just thought of looking for him, and he appeared!

He suddenly remembered Lu Feng's words from that afternoon and exclaimed: "Are you working a part-time job here?"

Fat Jin and Fan Kui also looked at Lu Feng at this moment. So this guy was that interesting person?

Lu Feng asked in confusion: "Did I say I was working a part-time job?"

"No, no, now's not the time to talk about that. What's going on with your black gold card? Didn't you say it was a prop?" Zhang Wenfa asked impatiently.

Lu Feng smiled: "No, I said someone gave it to me."

"Who would give you a real black gold card, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Ting's voice came from behind: "What's wrong?"