Chapter 37: Ripples in the Shadows — A Subtle Encounter

The afternoon sun cast a golden glow over the bustling cityscape as Zhao Feng leaned against the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse. Wealth no longer impressed him — it was merely a tool. Maintaining a low profile while quietly pulling the strings had become his greatest weapon.

A soft chime echoed through the room as Xiao Ling entered, her sharp eyes gleaming with efficiency. "Boss, the Starlight Entertainment acquisition was a success. Their competitors are still in the dark."

Zhao Feng nodded calmly. "Good. Divert a portion of the profits into Sovereign Fashion. Keep the media's attention on the entertainment sector while we expand quietly."

"Understood," she said, before adding, "There's a minor matter that may need your attention. Celestial Motors has invited several major investors to a private exhibition tomorrow. Though we are unknown to them, attending may offer some advantages."

Zhao Feng's fingers tapped thoughtfully on the glass. "I'll go. But make sure no one knows I'm there."

The next day, Zhao Feng arrived at Celestial Motors under the guise of an anonymous investor. He dressed in understated luxury — a tailored black suit with no logos or emblems. No entourage. No unnecessary attention.

The grand hall was filled with sleek luxury cars, their polished bodies reflecting the bright chandeliers. Industry moguls mingled, exchanging pleasantries and deals. Zhao Feng, however, remained at the edges, observing quietly.

That's when a soft voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Impressive, isn't it? But appearances can be deceiving."

Zhao Feng turned to see a young woman standing beside a newly unveiled concept car. She was elegant, dressed in a simple yet sophisticated ivory dress. Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her confident gaze hinted at a sharp mind.

Su Mei.

Her reputation preceded her — a rising figure in the business world, known for her philanthropic endeavors and no-nonsense approach. While others chased luxury for status, Su Mei viewed it as a tool for influence.

"It's beautiful," Zhao Feng replied, his voice calm. "But I assume you know its flaws."

A flash of amusement crossed her face. "Of course. Most of these designs are impractical. They're built for show, not for use. But you already knew that, didn't you?"

Zhao Feng's lips curled slightly. She was sharp. Far sharper than the usual crowd of wealthy heirs and corporate figureheads.

"I'm just an observer," Zhao Feng said smoothly. "The world has enough people who like to be seen."

"Yet you stand out by not standing out," she countered, her eyes studying him. "That's rare."

Ding!

[Su Mei Favorability +5%]

Their conversation ended with a polite nod as Su Mei's attention was drawn elsewhere. Zhao Feng remained composed, but her presence lingered in his mind. He didn't chase women, nor did he seek unnecessary entanglements. Yet something about Su Mei's unwavering gaze intrigued him.

Returning to his penthouse that evening, Zhao Feng sipped his wine, contemplating the next steps. He wasn't foolish enough to believe Su Mei's interest ended at small talk. She was undoubtedly curious — a woman of her status wouldn't waste words.

But curiosity was a dangerous thing.

"Let them wonder," Zhao Feng murmured. "While they guess, I'll keep moving forward."

Ding!

[Low-Profile Reputation +800]

[Wealth +500 Million]

The world remained oblivious to Zhao Feng's growing empire. And for now, that suited him perfectly.