Please provide the Chinese novel paragraph for translation.

Underneath the Zhongtian Fund Company's building is a very spacious plaza. If it were not for being far from residential areas, it would surely be occupied by the elderly ladies after dinner and become a popular venue for square dancing.

Feng Chaoying stood on the high floor and looked down. In this bustling CBD area, everything was orderly, with a constant flow of vehicles and people moving like ants. Standing at a high place for a long time, overseeing the world below, indeed created an illusion of having the whole world in one's hands. Many people became inflated by this. Feng Chaoying calmly withdrew her gaze, pulled down the blackout curtains, shutting out the sunlight and the world outside.

At this moment, there were two knocks on the door with a "thud".

"Come in." Feng Chaoying sat down on the chair, lifted her gaze towards the person at the door.

Zou Qing and Zeng Mi walked in together. One man and one woman, the man in a sharp suit with neatly-gelled hair, revealing handsome features. The woman had a medium-length haircut, tied into a ponytail, with a clean and sharp appearance. At first glance, one might mistake them for professional models with a corporate style. These two individuals are both secretaries of Feng Zhaoying, known as the "dynamic duo" in Zhongtian Fund.

Ceng Mi spoke first, "Manager Feng, your family called and said they want you to come home for dinner tonight. They have something to discuss."

Feng Chaoying paused for a moment, nodding slightly.

Zou Qing spoke again, "The deputy president of the Bank of Communications would like to invite you to have lunch together tomorrow noon."

Feng Chaoying furrowed his thick eyebrows and asked, "Is it the Vice President who wanted to introduce his daughter to me last time?"

Zou Qing nodded with a stern face.

"Don't go, postpone it," Feng Chaoying said.

Zou Qing hesitated for a moment and exchanged a glance with Zeng Mi. "Mr. Feng, our company currently has several collaborations with Bank of Communications."

Feng Chaoying waved his hand and said, "Just tell them that I am abroad. I will leave early tomorrow morning. Ceng Mi, please help me book a flight ticket to England for tomorrow morning."

Ceng Mi nodded, "Alright."

Feng Zhaoying looked at the two of them and asked, "Is there something else?"

"No." Both of them shook their heads.

"Then you guys can leave." Feng Chaoying dismissed them.

The two secretaries had no choice but to turn and leave. As soon as they walked out, Zou Qing immediately complained, "Didn't we agree to be united in this battle? The president is unwilling to have dinner with the deputy president of the Commercial Bank, isn't this clearly pushing people towards Darren?"

Zeng Mi gave a cold laugh and said, "Didn't you notice the expression on Feng Zong's face just now? He's only a deputy branch manager, not even the branch manager. If you really want to find Darren, then go ahead and find him."

"You, woman, are so arrogant!" Zou Qing was helpless and irritated. "Even if Feng Zong doesn't want to go on a blind date, you're here adding fuel to the fire. The position of the CEO for the Asian region is still vacant, and both Feng Zong and Dai Zong are currently being considered as candidates by the headquarters. Being a deputy mayor of P City means nothing, but the person backing them up is someone from the National Development and Reform Commission!"

Zeng Mi knew she was in the wrong, so she didn't say anything anymore.

"Ah, forget it, forget it, let it be." Zou Qing muttered as he waved his hand, "I'll see if there's anything suitable that I can give as a gift, so that things don't get too awkward."

Zeng Mi held her arms and shook her head, complaining, "So troublesome."

At that moment, Zeng Mi's phone suddenly rang.

She answered the phone, but it was a call from the front desk.

"Mistress Mi, there is a young man looking for Mr. Feng," said the receptionist, "he is holding Mr. Feng's business card."

Zeng Mi furrowed her brow suspiciously. "A boy? Are you sure it's Mr. Feng's business card?"

"Yes, it has been verified and is not a forgery," the receptionist confirmed. Then they asked, "Should I have him come up now?"

Ceng Mi made a soft sound of acknowledgment and said, "Let him come up, I'll wait for him here."