After Chen Fei dealt with the matter of the Tiger Leopard Hall's underground laboratory, he inevitably found himself with plenty of idle time. He was essentially in a state of "unemployment," which made him wonder if he should find something to do. He had to prevent himself from falling out of step with society, which would be a terrible shame.

After all, he was only in his twenties, in the prime of his youth. How could he live like an old man, secluded from the world and devoted to cultivation? That would be positively stifling!

So after some hesitation, Chen Fei decided to "return to his old profession." He began sending out resumes and looking for a job. Given his educational background, work experience, and medical skills, everything pointed to him continuing in this field, or at least something related. This was the only way he could find a relatively good job without too much trouble. Otherwise, with only a third-tier college diploma, things would be quite difficult.

Go back to working at a hospital? I might as well open a small clinic instead. The thought suddenly crossed Chen Fei's mind, and he couldn't help but lean toward the idea.

Indeed, if he were to continue in the medical field, opening his own small clinic was a better choice. For one, it would be simple, hassle-free, and without constraints. Secondly, it would allow him to cultivate his mind and better integrate into the great melting pot of society. Why not go for it?

With this, the idea took root and began to grow in Chen Fei's heart, as it was indeed quite feasible.

"Brother Fei, Brother Fei!"

One day, while Chen Fei was daydreaming in the third-floor café of the California Garden Grand Hotel, mulling over how to put his plan to open a clinic into action, someone came looking for him.

"Huang Feng?"

Chen Fei turned his head and saw Young Master Huang Feng entering the café. Next to him was a woman of about twenty-four or twenty-five who looked elegant, gentle, and carried the air of a lady from a distinguished family.

"How do you have time to come over here? I heard you've been very busy lately," Chen Fei asked with a smile as Huang Feng approached.

Recently, Mayor Huang Tao had just secured his position and was throwing himself into his work with great enthusiasm. Consequently, Young Master Huang Feng had also become the focus of attention among the younger generation of Northern Mountain City. He was now a darling of high society, with people from all quarters keen to establish connections with him. So why did he have time to come looking for him?

"Brother Fei, no matter how busy I am, I could never forget you. I came specifically to see you today. This is an invitation; please accept it, Brother Fei," Huang Feng replied with the utmost respect, taking an invitation from his jacket and handing it over.

"An invitation? Don't tell me you're getting married. Why don't you introduce this beautiful lady? You're quite lucky, Young Master Feng," Chen Fei joked as he took the invitation.

"Brother Fei, you're teasing me again," Huang Feng said, his face turning slightly red with embarrassment. "Cailing, come here, let me introduce you. This is Chen Fei, Brother Fei. Brother Fei, this is my girlfriend, Yang Cailing."

"Chen... Brother Fei, hello. My name is Yang Cailing, but my friends just call me Cailing. You can too. It's nice to meet you," Yang Cailing said warmly. She had initially intended to call Chen Fei by his full name, but she noticed her boyfriend, the son of the city's mayor, frantically signaling to her, and she quickly changed her address.

At the same time, she secretly observed the man before her. Even setting aside her boyfriend's prominent status as the mayor's son, she herself was the daughter of the head of the municipal organization department—a person of no small significance. Yet, she was surprised that Huang Feng was indicating she should show such respect by calling him "Brother Fei." In their social circle, the title "Brother" carried significant weight. It meant placing oneself on a lower footing, perhaps by more than just one level. But how could this be, given her boyfriend's status as the mayor's son?

"Hello, nice to meet you. I'm Chen Fei," Chen Fei said with a smile, shaking her hand.

Seeing this, Huang Feng immediately smiled and added, "Brother Fei, my dad was just promoted, and today also happens to be his forty-fifth birthday. He's hosting a dinner tonight at the Peony Hotel in the Sea River District."

"Uncle Huang's birthday?" Chen Fei was taken aback. He opened the invitation and saw it was a personal note from Huang Tao himself, inviting him to dinner at the Peony Hotel.

"…Young Master Feng, do you think it's appropriate for me to attend this dinner tonight? Won't it just be all the major and minor officials of Northern Mountain? If so, wouldn't I feel quite awkward?" he asked after a moment of hesitation.

Although his friendship with Huang Tao meant he should go and offer his congratulations on his forty-fifth birthday, the thought of a gathering of "government officials" made him uncomfortable. He felt his presence might not be appropriate.

"This…" Yang Cailing was stunned, never expecting to hear such words from him.

My goodness, the mayor's son is personally delivering an invitation to Mayor Huang's birthday banquet, yet this man is not only hesitating but sounds like he wants to refuse! An occasion like this is something the entire younger generation of Northern Mountain City would do anything to get into. But now, Chen Fei, who is clearly about our age, has been given this enviable opportunity and recognition, yet he's dithering, seemingly ambivalent about going… This is simply beyond my wildest imagination. Could he truly have some earth-shattering background?

"Brother Fei, don't worry," Huang Feng quickly explained. "It's a private dinner, and my dad doesn't want to make a big deal of it, so only acquaintances are invited, like Uncle Gao, Uncle Zhu, and so on."

He was genuinely afraid of failing his mission. Before he left, his father had given him a "death order": unless it was prevented by forces beyond his control, he *had* to bring Brother Fei. Otherwise, he, Huang Feng, would face the consequences.

Of course, that was an exaggeration, but I know exactly what my dad is thinking. It's said that even his recent promotion is connected to Brother Fei. With a super-boss like him around, who else should we be building a good relationship with? My dad isn't a fool; he knows exactly what to do.

"Alright then, the Peony Hotel in Sea River District tonight, right? I'll be there on time. Oh, and thank you for making the trip yourself," Chen Fei said with a smile.

"Brother Fei, you're being too polite! If he wasn't afraid of troubling you, my dad wanted to come in person," Huang Feng said, his excitement palpable. Mission accomplished.

Clearly, Chen Fei accepting the Huang Family's invitation to personally attend his father's birthday celebration was a joyous occasion for both him and his father.

Yang Cailing couldn't help but inhale sharply, her delicate face etched with shock. Mayor Huang wanted to come personally? Is this a joke? Given Mayor Huang's status, how could he possibly be willing to personally deliver an invitation to a young man for his own birthday banquet? As the daughter of the city's organization department director, I couldn't be clearer about what that implies. Could this young man truly have such an incredible background that even Mayor Huang treats him with this much solemnity? Is that why my boyfriend Huang Feng has been so polite—to the point of being overly courteous—from the very beginning? This is just too hard to believe.

"Well then, Brother Fei, we won't disturb you any longer. Cailing and I will take our leave now. We'll be waiting for your arrival at the Peony Hotel tonight," Huang Feng said. With a smile, he took her by the arm and they left.

It wasn't until they were out of the third-floor café of the California Garden Grand Hotel that Yang Cailing finally came out of her daze. Overcome with curiosity, she had to ask, "Huang Feng, this Brother Fei… who exactly is he?"

"I brought you to meet him today specifically to prevent you from unknowingly offending him in the future," Huang Feng said.

Startled, Yang Cailing interrupted, "Huang Feng, you're exaggerating, aren't you? Quick, tell me what his background is. Is he some important young master from the Capital City?"

"Enough, stop guessing," Huang Feng said, his expression turning serious after a moment's hesitation. "I can't tell you Brother Fei's exact background because I only know the tip of the iceberg. However, you only need to remember one thing. My dad told me this himself: with just one word from Brother Fei, my dad will support him without hesitation and to the best of his ability, no matter who the opponent is."

If Yang Cailing weren't his girlfriend, he would never have disclosed such "confidential" information.

Even though Yang Cailing was quite a figure among the younger generation tied to the officials in Northern Mountain City, she was utterly stunned by Huang Feng's words and inhaled sharply in disbelief.

In the domestic political scene, words were always chosen with great care. People often spoke in half-truths, always leaving room for interpretation. But now, Mayor Huang himself had made such a declaration, even using a phrase like "to the best of his ability." It was clear that anyone who offended Chen Fei would face the full wrath of Mayor Huang.

And this was Mayor Huang—a man who had reached the position of mayor of an Earth Level city at only forty-five. His future could only be described as limitless. Not to mention, he was backed by the province's second-in-command. With time and such a background on his side, it was terrifying to imagine what heights he might reach in five or ten years.

But now, something even more terrifying had emerged. Mayor Huang had personally stated that offending Chen Fei was the same as offending him.

It was simply, utterly, unbelievable.

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