"Could it be that in Boss Tang’s criteria for selecting talent, age plays a significant role?"

Upon hearing Ning Fuxun’s question, Tang Zhendong’s expression changed slightly, falling into contemplation.

In fact, to have started from scratch and built the vast Tang Group, Tang Zhendong must have a keen eye. If Lin Feng were one of his employees, he might have already noticed Lin Feng’s exceptional qualities...

However, the problem arose when Lin Feng first appeared before Tang Zhendong as Tang Rou’s boyfriend. For someone who might be "coveting" his daughter’s beauty or even "coveting" the Tang Family’s wealth to get close to Tang Rou, Tang Zhendong was deeply wary of Lin Feng.

Looking at people through a thick lens of bias, how could Tang Zhendong possibly see Lin Feng’s true abilities?!

Regarding Ning Fuxun’s question, Tang Zhendong had his own perspective. Generally speaking, age represents abundant work experience, but the most crucial aspect of choosing talents is suitability; work experience is not the most important.

In other words, even in Tang Zhendong’s mind, age is not a major issue. He simply feels there’s something off about Lin Feng; this kid is untrustworthy...

So, Tang Zhendong honestly shook his head.

"That’s right..." Ning Fuxun had vaguely guessed the relationship between Tang Zhendong and Lin Feng and wanted to give Lin Feng a push. He smiled and patted Tang Zhendong’s shoulder, calmly saying, "Old Tang, I won’t say much else. I just want to tell you, with Lin Feng’s abilities, managing this Martial Hall is absolutely no problem! Moreover, my expectations of him are not limited to the Martial Hall..."

Tang Zhendong’s expression grew serious; Ning Fuxun’s assessment of Lin Feng was too high for him to accept...

Could it be that he truly underestimated Lin Feng?! Tang Zhendong glanced at Lin Feng’s expression and found that Lin Feng remained calm, seemingly not acknowledging Ning Fuxun’s words, yet he did not awkwardly deny them either...

Tang Rou was quite pleased with herself. She knew that Ning Fuxun was the richest man in Jiangzhou City, a famously wealthy person throughout China. Ning Fuxun’s endorsement of Lin Feng clearly proved that Lin Feng was indeed remarkable...

Since Lin Feng was so impressive, Tang Rou was naturally happy for him...

"Haha, Old Tang, if you consider me a friend, seriously think about my words... I’m a bit thirsty; I’ll find a place to grab a drink. You all take your time chatting!" Ning Fuxun, realizing Tang Zhendong had more to say to Lin Feng, used thirst as an excuse to take his leave.

"Lin Feng, oh Lin Feng... I admit I underestimated you a bit..." Watching Ning Fuxun walk away, Tang Zhendong couldn’t help but sigh, opening his mouth somewhat awkwardly.

"Uncle Tang, don’t say that. It’s just a minor misunderstanding..." Lin Feng smiled slightly and calmly responded to Tang Zhendong, without any hint of arrogance. After all, Old Tang was none other than Tang Rou’s father.

"There’s no misunderstanding!" Tang Zhendong shook his head, pointing to the luxuriously decorated, well-equipped Martial Hall, calmly speaking to Lin Feng, "Managing this Martial Hall is one thing, but there’s one point I truly don’t understand... The incident at the Four Seasons Hotel happened so many days ago, yet you seem completely fine?"

Upon hearing Tang Zhendong’s words, Tang Rou was momentarily taken aback. What did Dad mean by saying this? Does he want to see Lin Feng get into trouble?

Lin Feng, smiling, glanced at Tang Zhendong, naturally understanding the deeper meaning behind his words.

"You offended Jiangnan Province’s No.1 Secretary Ling Aiguo at the Four Seasons Hotel, causing him to lose face and be hospitalized for a few days. He didn’t retaliate against you?!"

That was the question Tang Zhendong truly wanted to ask.

"Uncle Tang, as you’ve observed, I’m indeed fine," Lin Feng smiled and said. "So your earlier concerns seem a bit overly suspicious."

Tang Zhendong was tickled by Lin Feng’s words, his face reddening slightly. Previously, he’d worried Lin Feng’s incident with Ling Aiguo might implicate the Tang Family. Who would’ve thought Lin Feng not only avoided implicating him but was presently flourishing, even partnered with Jiangzhou’s wealthiest, Ning Fuxun, a business titan, which was indeed unexpected...

"Dad, Lin Feng, what are you talking about? I can’t understand a word!" Tang Rou, after listening for quite some time without understanding their conversation, finally protested.

"Let the adults talk; what are kids interrupting for..." Tang Zhendong, already embarrassed, was unwilling to explain more to Tang Rou.

Tang Rou, hearing this, pouted, feeling a bit down. Lin Feng was about her age; wasn’t he also a kid!

"Lin Feng, since we’ve nearly finished the tour, do you have any interesting plans for Tang Rou?" Tang Zhendong, noticing Tang Rou’s unhappy expression, wanted to change the subject, letting Lin Feng come up with something to cheer Tang Rou up.

"There are certainly interesting activities..." Lin Feng glanced at Tang Rou endearingly, smiling, "There’ve been performances in the lobby all day today — acrobatics, magic shows, celebrity performances. I’ll accompany Tang Rou to watch!"

"That’s good... You two young ones can have fun freely; let me wander around by myself!" At this point, Tang Zhendong no longer opposed Lin Feng and Tang Rou being together, saying with a chuckle.

"Then I’ll have a colleague accompany Uncle Tang for a walk..." Lin Feng promptly called Zhu Xiuyue to accompany Tang Zhendong, not wanting to neglect him.

Due to Tang Zhendong’s special status, Lin Feng was a bit uneasy having others accompany him, but Zhu Xiuyue was attentive, likely able to handle the arrangements satisfactorily.

Seeing a "random" female attendant Lin Feng called, who unexpectedly appeared more charming than Tang Rou, Tang Zhendong’s already-frayed nerves were nearly further shattered.

Fortunately, Lin Feng explained to him, "Uncle Tang, this is my deputy at Longfeng Martial Hall, Miss Zhu Xiuyue. In my absence, she manages the comprehensive affairs of the Martial Hall. She’s familiar with the Martial Hall, so I’ll let her accompany you on a tour!"

Lin Feng also briefly introduced Tang Zhendong’s identity to Zhu Xiuyue, advising her to be mindful in her reception.

Then, Lin Feng accompanied Tang Rou down the escalator to the Martial Hall lobby.

At this time, in the Longfeng Martial Hall’s nearly one-thousand-square-meter lobby, there were already about four to five hundred spectators gathered. On the center stage, an acrobat troupe was performing cycling tricks. Over a dozen acrobats navigated skillfully on bicycles within the less than fifty-square-meter stage area, occasionally executing various difficult stunts, eliciting waves of exclamations from the audience.

Tang Rou was engrossed in watching, occasionally covering her mouth in shock, her face slightly pale with fear.

Lin Feng, however, wasn’t as interested in watching the stage, focusing more on Tang Rou’s expression. Seeing her nervous appearance being adorably, he couldn’t help but reach out to hold her hand gently.