Chapter 1416 - 1392: Acquisition?

"You got it right," Ren Feng said with a smile, "I'm going on a trip to India."

"No way, Feng, are you serious about coming over? Sure, I'm fine here; just tell me the time and place, and I'll make sure you eat well, drink well, shop well, and have fun," Agamemnon chuckled, "And there's also some special businesses."

Ren Feng chuckled, "Agamemnon, how's your family related to Brahma Sect?"

"Brahma Sect? Feng, why are you asking about this?"

"No big reason, just that I'm planning to visit Brahma Sect."

There was silence on the other end, followed by Agamemnon's bitter laugh, "Feng, Brahma Sect has a special status in India. Our family is connected to it, but just in a normal way. You're not planning something, are you?"

"Any way you can get me in? Or help me gather some intelligence on Brahma Sect."

"Getting you in, probably not doable, since the entrance is concealed. But I can help gather some information."

"Alright, then help me collect some materials; I'm heading out in a few days, I'll give you a call then."

After hanging up, Ren Feng pondered for a while. The intelligence from Dragon Group was rather vague too; they knew the entrance to Brahma Sect was in an area called Jada Temple, but other than that, there were no further details.

This information was obviously not enough; Jada Temple was too large, and being an abandoned monastery, finding the entrance was virtually impossible.

For now, I have to search for information, also learn more about the Brahma Sect.

"Still thinking?"

Liou Rumei brought a steaming dish to the table, looking at Ren Feng, her eyes filled with allure.

"Smells so good."

Ren Feng stood up with a smile and embraced Liou Rumei from behind.

"Do you want food or me?" Liou Rumei hooked Ren Feng's neck backwards.

"Why not have both?"

Ren Feng chuckled as he sat down, followed by sweet moments filled with springtime passion.

...

The next day, when Ren Feng got up, Liou Rumei had already gone to the company.

Climbing out of bed, feeling idle and bored, Ren Feng decided to visit Liou Rumei's company to see what she's been up to lately.

However, he knew Qingcheng International had grown rapidly; the products developed from the Chinese herbal formulas previously provided to Liou Rumei were selling fast, and they had integrated some resources from the Liou Family. While it couldn't match those massive multinational companies globally, it had at least gained a foothold.

Moreover, Qingcheng International had become the leading enterprise in the domestic beauty and cosmetics industry, skyrocketing from obscurity in merely a year!

This economic miracle became a model for countless entrepreneurs, with its successful case being analyzed by numerous dedicated scholars resulting in countless related books. Titles like "The Successful Marketing of Qingcheng International," "Product Quality Determines Everything," "What Kind of Woman is Liou Rumei?" "The Unknown Qingcheng International," "Thirty-three Details of Liou Rumei's Success" — and many more, humorously, each book was a bestseller on the market.

In this country, too many people crave success. Unfortunately, they chose the wrong paths, pursuing and believing in the guidance of spiritual charlatans. As a result, while they themselves didn't achieve success, they created success for numerous spiritual charlatans.

It's not funny; it's quite sad.

Qingcheng International was thriving; its new office moved to the renowned Qingcheng Mansion in Yanjing, yet its previous Butterfly Overturning City Club showed no signs of moving. Spread throughout Yanjing, practically none of the women and socialites in Yanjing were without Qingcheng International cosmetics, and they even considered visiting the club as an honor, with every club being packed.

Ren Feng went to Qingcheng International, arriving at the front desk; the receptionist hadn't changed and recognized Ren Feng immediately.

"Mr. Ren, you haven't been here for a while."

"Been busy lately." Ren Feng said with a smile.

"Yeah, too busy to even visit Mr. Liou." She also smiled.

"I'm here now, right? Is Rumei in?"

"Mr. Liou is upstairs entertaining guests," said the receptionist.

"Guests?"

"Yes, you're just in time; someone wants to acquire our Qingcheng International." The receptionist frowned, "They've been here several times; Mr. Liou has already clearly declined, but they won't give up."

Acquisition?

"Who's the other party?" Ren Feng asked.

"Seems like from the United States; I'm not sure, but it sounds like a big company."

Ren Feng frowned slightly; with Qingcheng International reaching this level of development, the only entities with the daring and capability to attempt acquisition are those international giants.

These powerful outsiders are hardly benign.

Upon learning the floor number, Ren Feng directly took the elevator; along the way, the early batch of employees greeted Ren Feng, given his relationship with Liou Rumei they knew partially.

Among them were some employees transferred from Jiangnan City; seeing Ren Feng, they gleefully ran over, requesting photos with him for memories.

So, Ren Feng ended up being churned by these women, hugged and snuggled with them, or upon their request, Ren Feng hugged and snuggled them.

Of course, some tall women requested that Ren Feng snuggle in their embrace, which Ren Feng sternly refused.

I have a little bird, but that doesn't mean I wish to rely on others.

Originally, some female employees wanted Ren Feng to visit their floor, but Ren Feng firmly declined, knowing if he went, he would be overwhelmed by the passionate enthusiasm of the insane female employees.

These days, the less shame men have, the more dangerous women become.

Arriving on the ninth floor, this floor was decorated like a quiet bar; yet, it was a small café where employees and guests could pass time while waiting.

Emerald bamboo screens, comfortable lounge chairs, complimentary wine and various coffee and tea beverages, the most popular fashion magazines both domestically and internationally; it's really a great place to kill time.

As Ren Feng entered, he saw Liou Rumei sitting at a table near the purple bamboo wall, chatting with two men and a woman.

Liou Rumei wore a black suit, black stockings, and a new hairstyle, giving off an alluring vibe.

One man was slightly plump, the other elegantly slim, and the woman had blonde hair and blue eyes.