106: Chapter 105 Interpersonal Relationships and Reputation

"The elevator is occupied, I ran up."

"The elevator is occupied? What happened?"

This office building has 16 floors. It is quite old, but it has three elevators.

Usually, they don't get jammed even during rush hour.

Lin Feng was surprised that all three elevators were occupied on a weekend.

"Sigh, don't mention it. Jida Express on the 8th floor went bankrupt and is clearing out their stuff."

"I heard they lost a lot of money. The boss is quite pathetic. With such a good market and booming online shopping, how could he go bankrupt?"

"Jida Express?"

"Yeah, they only opened for two months. There are a lot of undelivered goods downstairs being moved out."

"I heard the couriers ran off, and the boss had to borrow about 100,000 to hire temps to finish the last deliveries."

"I don't have money, but if my dad gave me 1 million, I could run a courier business. Isn't this a business where you make money with your eyes closed?"

Lin Feng was speechless; this kid hadn't improved at all.

A good environment doesn't mean guaranteed profit.

On the contrary, the more people in an industry, once it saturates, you will definitely lose everything down to your underwear.

"How about I lend you 1 million, you go try?"

"Really? Brother Feng, you also think highly of the courier industry? I knew I had an eye for this."

"I'll lend it to you for a year, pay me back 2 million in half a year."

"Ah..."

"See? Everyone can brag. If you really had to sign a military order, you'd chicken out?"

"If it were that simple, would they go bankrupt?"

"The trendier an industry, the more cautious you need to be. If you rush in, you won't get a slice of the cake; you'll die miserably."

"Brother Feng is right."

Lin Feng operated his laptop.

A text message notification sounded on Zhang Yan's phone in his pocket. He took it out and glanced at it, his pupils contracting violently.

"Brother Feng... you... why are you giving me money? And so much."

"No... Brother Feng, are you asking me to take someone out?"

"Murder is against the law, but... if Brother Feng wants me to do it, I..."

"Enough, enough. It's a waste that you don't write novels."

"This 300,000 is for renting your place for the last two months. I didn't have it before, but now I do, so I have to pay."

"Ah... no need, no need. Even if you paid, it wouldn't be this much."

"I don't like owing people, even friends. Take it. You've worked hard lately."

"Ah... Brother Feng, are you driving me away? I don't want this money."

"You've got a screw loose. I'm moving. Wang Jun gave me an office building, 6 independent floors in the CBD center."

Lin Feng took out a large bunch of keys, put them on the table, and said: "Take one month to manage it for me. Plan out every department and office area."

He pulled a bank card from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"There's 1 million in here. I won't get involved in how you handle it, and I don't care how much is left. Just make me satisfied, and you can keep the rest."

"Brother Feng, really... really?"

"What do you think? Do I look like I'm joking with you?"

Lin Feng shrugged.

Zhang Yan felt relieved. It was the first time he felt valued.

Even his family mostly saw him as a wasteful playboy.

If he hadn't met Lin Feng, he would likely have spent his life drifting in his family's company.

Although he wouldn't worry about food or drink for life, his life would be bland.

If the family business ran into trouble, he might even struggle to support himself.

A man's own value is what he pursues his whole life.

Who wants to be a loser? From a love rival to a fanboy.

Although Zhang Yan had been fawning over Lin Feng, this was the first time he was truly valued.

"Brother Feng, I guarantee I won't waste the money. Every cent will be spent where it counts. When you come to inspect it, you'll definitely be satisfied. I'll go now."

As soon as he reached the door, he turned around and bowed to Lin Feng with a serious expression.

"Brother Feng, I won't let you down."

"Go, don't be so gross."

Zhang Yan turned and walked out of the office. Above his head was a piece of information.

[A playboy in transformation. Loyalty: 100. Talent discovered. Specialty: Logistics management, scheduling.]

If you're going to make it, you can't just bully people with power.

A mix of kindness and authority—sometimes human relations are the strongest way to win people over.

The Fengda Group is about to emerge, and it will enter an expansion period.

Talents from big groups like M-Tuan and Alibaba will definitely sniff out the market prospects of the food delivery industry.

Let them come; I have a cheat code. Lin Feng fears no challenge.

"Um... excuse me, I'm an employee of Jida Express downstairs. Just saying hi. The elevator might not be usable today. There's a severe backlog of express deliveries, so I'm sorry to trouble you to take the stairs."

Outside the door stood a woman—strictly speaking, a girl.

About 25 years old, wearing a ponytail, oval face, no makeup, regular features, pretty, about 168 cm tall, like a girl next door.

[Shen University graduate, graduated 2 years ago. Major: E-commerce. Jida Express network operations. Extremely helpful to the company. The company went bankrupt because the boss was stubborn and refused to adopt her internet-based courier model. She is owed 3 months of salary, which is hard to recover.]

Lin Feng was stunned. He didn't expect such talent in a bankrupt courier company.

The boss was blind and deserved to go bankrupt.

However, Lin Feng felt the courier company's name was familiar, but couldn't place it for a moment.

"Oh... no problem. You go ahead. I'm moving too."

"Ah... you're moving too?"

"Yeah, use the elevator as you like. I'll take the stairs."

"Oh... then thank you."

She looked at the plaque behind Lin Feng's desk and suddenly froze.

A look of excitement appeared on her pure face.

"Fengda Delivery, you... are you Lin Feng?"

"Yes, that's me."

"My god, it really is you! Can... can I take a picture with you?"

"No problem."

Lin Feng accepted generously.

His popularity is high now, no need to hide.

Many media outlets wanted to interview him, but Lin Feng refused.

Appearing in front of the camera too early isn't a good thing.

"Wow... that's great! My name is Huo Tiantian. Nice to meet you. You... you are my idol, my goal to strive for."

She took out her phone, opened the front camera, and walked up to Lin Feng.

In this era of feature phones, the front camera pixels are very low, and the photos taken are very blurry.

But Huo Tiantian was visibly happy.

Putting her phone away, she said excitedly, "I heard long ago that Fengda opened upstairs, but I never had time to come and look. What a coincidence today."

"Miss Huo, did your courier company go bankrupt?"

"Sigh, our boss... forget it, let's not talk about it. Actually, we can be considered fated."

??? Lin Feng was dumbfounded. How is it fated?