Ultimate Firepower
Chapter 454 - 434 Civil Use

Chapter 454: Chapter 434 Civil Use

Feng Biao booked a five-star hotel for his parents; regardless of how today’s business goes, there’s no way they’re going back home.

Since Gao Yi can’t make it, Feng Biao has to think about what gift is appropriate for Teacher Mu. He thought it over and over, and concluded that giving money is definitely not okay, nor appropriate, and sending some local specialties would also be too embarrassing to present.

After all, Feng Biao isn’t short of money, and the gift he sends on behalf of Gao Yi – who is even wealthier – must first and foremost be expensive, the more expensive the better.

It’s not about being tacky, but it must show sincerity.

Even if Teacher Mu refuses to accept it, the same principle applies: it must be expensive and sincere.

So, Feng Biao took his parents, who had never seen big money in their lives, to the SKP shopping mall.

Upon arriving at SKP, they headed straight to the watch store.

Feng Biao likes Rolex, and he wanted to buy Rolexes for his parents. This was his only chance to play dumb while flexing, and he was very hopeful that the sales associates at this famously expensive mall could provide him with a pleasant surprise.

But there were no surprises. It turned out that the sales associates in big malls are quite professional, and the sort where they look down their noses at people didn’t happen; sales associates saying a poor guy couldn’t afford it and shouldn’t bother - non-existent.

"I know the Submariners and Daytonas are out of stock, show me whatever models you have available right now."

Feng Biao calmly said what he had prepared to say but hadn’t had the chance to.

The sales associate replied calmly and politely: "We have this all-gold Day-Date in stock at the moment, would you need..."

"Sold."

Feng Biao placed his card on the glass counter, politely saying, "Two, one of each for men and women. The ladies’ one should have a 36mm dial, thank you."

Feng Guoqiang muttered softly, "How much is that, I... I don’t want..."

Feng Biao waved his hand, "I’m in a hurry, I’ll pay now. Please wrap the watches for me, and I’ll pick them up later, thank you."

The sales associate, accustomed to such grand gestures, didn’t bat an eye at the purchase of two watches. Feng Biao’s attempt at showing off failed once again, but of course, he sure did shock his own parents.

Feng Guoqiang never got the chance to refuse, as Feng Biao said: "I’m in a rush to choose a gift for someone; come with me to broaden your horizons."

After paying, Feng Biao took his parents straight into Patek Philippe.

Upon entry, Feng Biao directly addressed the Patek Philippe sales associate: "Show me the most expensive men’s watch you have in stock."

The sales associate was too composed, as their professional training had endowed them with excellent professional demeanor.

"We have a 5372P-001 Grand Complications model in stock, priced at 3.46 million. If you’re interested in a Minute Repeater..."

Feng Biao, aggressive in demeanor, and the sales associate, cautiously, offered a price they deemed appropriate.

The price for a Minute Repeater would likely reach into the tens of millions, which wouldn’t be suitable to suggest directly to Feng Biao, so the sales associate very accurately gauged Feng Biao’s attitude and gave an option in the three million range.

It must be said the sales associate’s judgment was spot on!

Feng Biao immediately responded: "This one, no need to look further, let’s proceed to payment. Please wrap it up quickly, I’m in a hurry."

No need for exclamations of shock; in any case, Feng Guoqiang and Ye Guiying couldn’t utter anything else at this moment.

Feng Guoqiang’s voice trembled, "Why are you buying such expensive watches? Telling time with a phone is fine too. When you bought the Rolex earlier, I wanted to say don’t buy it. Who even wears watches these days, right?"

Feng Biao whispered, "It’s for a friend of my boss."

Feng Guoqiang immediately showed an expression of realization, "Oh, oh oh oh, I see, that’s reasonable."

The purchase of the watch took a while because it was just too expensive to be quick.

With a massive box in hand and warranty card separately taken out and placed in a very ordinary bag, Feng Biao said to his parents: "Feel free to browse around, take your watches up to the hotel. I’m going to have dinner with the boss’s friend and then head to the hotel to find you. Remember, buy whatever you like, don’t hold back."

Talking is useless anyway. Feng Biao went to find the local facilitator who had been waiting for him in the parking lot and got into a Beijing-licensed Passat.

Feng Biao didn’t know how these people were all connected; he didn’t even know the name of the local facilitator. But it’s best not to ask. It would be awkward if they didn’t tell him, and pointless if they gave a fake name.

In silence, the two arrived at a restaurant near the Foreign Language University that looked quite ordinary.

"Mr. Feng, I won’t be going in with you, nor will I wait. My job here is officially over, starting now. I’m not sure what arrangements my colleagues here have, so I’ll head back first," the local facilitator said.

No goodbyes or contact details were exchanged. The facilitator dropped Feng Biao off and then swiftly drove away.

Which really puzzled Feng Biao.

Their style differed from abroad, adding a touch of mystery. Although their work was efficient, it always made people feel they couldn’t quite understand them, which was a bit unsettling.

If there was a private room, Feng Biao wouldn’t even know its name.

Carrying a plastic bag, Feng Biao could only enter the restaurant in a daze.

The special touch of unexpected yet attentive care.

As soon as Feng Biao entered, a waiter smiled and said: "Mr. Feng, this way please. The guest has just arrived, please."

Is this the level of service in this restaurant?

Unclear.

Feng Biao followed the waiter to the door of a private room. The waiter opened the door, and Feng Biao saw two people sitting inside.

One was an acquaintance he had met before, Mu Tianwen.

The other was around fifty years old, wearing a blazer, balding quite significantly, wearing black-framed glasses with a strong scholarly aura, a middle-aged man.

Seeing Feng Biao, both stood up. Mu Tianwen greeted him warmly: "Brother Feng, hello, long time no see."

The middle-aged man came over, reached out, and while shaking hands with Feng Biao, he said with a reserved smile: "Mr. Feng, hello. My surname is Qin, Qin Lei. Just call me Old Qin."

To re-emphasize, Teacher Mu’s surname is Qin. His ’Teacher Mu’ is more of a codename, a codename!

Compelled, Feng Biao said: "Teacher Mu, hello. I’ve heard so much about you, and finally today... I get to meet you in person."

Almost misspoke, but should he still give the watch or not?

After some thought, Feng Biao figured that a watch worth more than three million wouldn’t make much of an impression on someone with Mu Tianwen’s sophistication, so he wouldn’t make a fuss over it.

Feng Biao handed over the plastic bag he was carrying and said: "Teacher Mu, this is a small token of appreciation from our boss. On my return this time, Mr. Gao made it very clear that I must personally deliver this token to you. You must accept it; otherwise, I won’t be able to complete my task, and Mr. Gao will blame me."

Teacher Mu smiled and replied: "You’re being too kind, my goodness. I’ll accept Mr. Gao’s good intentions... this Patek Philippe? No, that’s unsuitable, this is unsuitable."

The back and forth of polite refusals was only too normal, but at this moment, Mu Tianwen said: "Teacher, just accept it."

Teacher Mu set the bag with the watch aside and then said to Feng Biao: "Let’s not talk about this for now. Hmm, I need to give you a heads-up in advance. The reason for this meeting is that an old friend got in touch with me, and I think it would be beneficial for everyone, so I decided to have a chat. So, I called Mr. Gao."

Feng Biao immediately asked: "Friends from which field?"

Mu Tianwen is like a living dictionary of idioms, but he’s still lacking a bit in understanding interpersonal nuances.

While Feng Biao was cautiously probing, Mu Tianwen casually said: "Arms dealers, oh, arms manufacturers, except he’s in charge of sales."

Teacher Mu whispered: "Yes, that’s right, a deputy director of a subsidiary of Beifeng Industrial Group, a factory that went from military to civilian and back to military after 1234, well, not exactly arms, but civilian products with military potential, civilian!"