414: Chapter 414 Chen Fei, filled with trepidation

The drinks were of the utmost importance.

Chen Fei brought out a bottle of 1945 Romanee-Conti that his father had cherished for years and that he himself usually didn't dare touch (it was said that fewer than ten bottles remained in the world), and prepared several bottles of aged Moutai and top-tier champagne as backups.

Regarding gifts, he racked his brains even more.

Give money?

Too tacky, and for someone at Lei Jun's level, money was just a number.

Give jewelry? He didn't know what style Lei Jun liked; if he chose wrong, it might backfire.

Finally, after inquiring through various channels, he learned that Lei Jun seemed to dote on her dog, Afu, so he had a sudden inspiration and prepared a set of luxury custom supplies for a top-tier pet...

A crocodile-leather dog bed handmade by top Italian craftsmen (of course, Afu had his own bed, but this was the thought that counted), a set of pet tableware inlaid with diamond fragments, and a custom platinum ID tag engraved with "AFU".

In addition, he prepared a painting titled "hundred dogs painting," said to be an authentic work by a deceased master of traditional Chinese painting, symbolizing good fortune.

The entire afternoon, Chen Fei personally supervised the arrangements at the club. All the flowers in the private room had to be replaced with the freshest ones, the lighting adjusted to the softest and most comfortable setting, the tableware had to be the finest in the club, and even the servers were meticulously selected—they had to be good-looking, well-mannered, quiet, and sharp-eyed.

He also specifically arranged for a small folk music ensemble to softly play soothing tunes in the corner, which would add elegance without overshadowing the main event.

His subordinates watched Chen Fei acting as if he were walking on thin ice and handling everything personally, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

The Young Master Chen in their memory had always been arrogant and haughty; when had they ever seen him so cautious, almost humble?

But at the same time, this also gave them a deeper curiosity and awe for the upcoming "Miss Lei." What kind of person could make Young Master Chen this afraid?

...

At seven in the evening, Lei Jun's motorcade arrived on time at the Genting Club.

She hadn't dressed up intentionally today, wearing simple and comfortable casual clothes, but her unique temperament and beauty still made her stand out exceptionally in the crowd.

Afu followed quietly at her feet, his eyes gentle, showing no signs of anything unusual.

Lei Ying, as always, stayed half a step behind, her gaze vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

Chen Fei had already been waiting downstairs with a group of subordinates for a long time. Seeing Lei Jun's motorcade, he immediately stepped forward quickly, keeping his posture extremely low, even unconsciously bowing slightly when Lei Jun got out of the car.

“Miss Lei! You're here! I... I'm so honored!” His voice carried obvious excitement and nervousness. “Thank you for gracing us with your presence! Please! Please come upstairs! Everything has been arranged according to your preferences!”

Lei Jun glanced at him indifferently and nodded slightly without speaking, walking straight toward the elevator.

Chen Fei hurriedly followed but kept a polite distance from Lei Ying, not daring to get too close. His subordinates didn't even dare to breathe loudly, standing aside with their hands down, lacking even the courage to look up and face her.

The elevator went straight to the top floor. As the doors opened, the melodious sound of the chinese zither drifted out. The entire club had been decorated like an exquisite and elegant private banquet hall. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows were the myriad lights of Dragon City, dazzling to the eye. Lei Jun swept a glance and nodded slightly—this Chen Fei had indeed put in effort.

Chen Fei eagerly led the way, bringing Lei Jun to the seat of honor.

Lei Jun sat down, and Afu lay obediently on the carpet by her feet.

Chen Fei carefully sat down beside her, not daring to take the seat of the primary host but instead placing himself in a lower position. Lei Ying stood in the shadows behind Lei Jun, like an emotionless statue.

The servers began to bring out the dishes, introducing each one in extreme detail. Chen Fei kept urging her to try the food, his attitude humble to the extreme, but Lei Jun only occasionally used her chopsticks, mostly just listening quietly and taking an occasional sip of red wine.

Afu was also uninterested in the special pet meal served to him (which Chen Fei had specifically prepared); he just sniffed it and turned his head away.

After a few rounds of drinks, Chen Fei felt that the groundwork had been sufficiently laid, so he stood up, respectfully raised his glass, and gave Lei Jun a deep bow.

“Miss Lei, I toast to you with this glass. First of all, thank you for being willing to give me this opportunity to apologize to you in person.”

He took a deep breath, his voice sincere and slightly trembling.

“About what happened before, it was my, Chen Fei's, lack of judgment and arrogance that offended you and your friend. I used some improper means to target Tianqiong Technology, which caused a very bad impact.”

“This was my mistake, and I admit it. For all the losses caused to Tianqiong Technology, I am willing to pay double—no, triple compensation!”

“For all the false information we spread, I will personally go and clarify it to restore Tianqiong Technology's reputation! I guarantee that from now on, the entire Chen family in Dragon City will never dare to show any disrespect toward Tianqiong Technology. If anyone dares to touch them, they will be making an enemy of my Chen family!”

He finished speaking in one breath, then tilted his head back and drained the glass in one gulp.

Because he drank too quickly, he choked slightly, but he forced himself not to cough, just looking at Lei Jun expectantly with a flushed face.

Looking at him like this, Lei Jun felt it was somewhat amusing, but her face remained expressionless.

She picked up her own wine glass, swirled it gently, and took a shallow sip as a response.

“Young Master Chen,” she spoke, her voice still flat, “what's past is past. Just remember what you said today. Regarding Tianqiong Technology, Qin Yu is my friend; look out for them in the future.”

Hearing the word “friend,” Chen Fei's heart jolted, and he nodded repeatedly. “Yes, yes, yes! Miss Lei, please rest assured! Regarding Young Master Qin... no, Mr. Qin Yu, I will definitely treat him like my own brother! I absolutely won't let anyone bully them! It was our fault before, and we will definitely make up for it!”

Lei Jun nodded and stopped speaking.

Seeing this, Chen Fei quickly had someone bring out the gifts he had prepared. When the painting “hundred dogs painting” was unfurled, a flash of interest appeared in Lei Jun's eyes. She didn't have much knowledge of antiques or calligraphy and painting, but this painting was indeed lifelike, especially the dogs of various forms, which were quite spirited. Afu also looked up, glanced at the painting, and then wagged his tail, seemingly satisfied as well.

“Miss Lei, this painting is an authentic work by a deceased master of traditional Chinese painting, specifically a painting of hundred dogs painting. I thought it was quite symbolic, so I took the liberty of bringing it as a gift for you.” Chen Fei explained cautiously, then displayed the set of pet supplies. “And these little trinkets are just a small token of my respect, meant to... add some fun for Afu.”

Lei Jun looked at the pet supplies; the craftsmanship was indeed exquisite, but Afu clearly didn't care much.

She nodded. “You've put in quite some thought.”

At just those four words, Chen Fei felt as if he were hearing heavenly music, so excited he almost bowed again.

He knew that this sentence from Lei Jun meant she had indeed accepted the apology, and this matter could finally be put behind them!