11: Chapter 11: Problems that can be solved with money aren't really problems.

"Damn, they're acting superior just because they're eating at the cafeteria."

"This is only because we're in Shen City. Back in my hometown, I'd break this guy's legs."

Lin Feng knew this wasn't just tough talk; he could actually do it.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been arrested after dropping out of school later on.

After Brother Wei's ten-minute explanation, Lin Feng roughly understood the situation.

Basically, he had accidentally bumped into someone while waiting in line for food.

The other party was a junior, had some money, and was a local from Shen City.

Then he started arguing with Brother Wei.

He said that people who eat in the cafeteria really have no class.

He said that if he weren't accompanying his girlfriend, he wouldn't go to a place like that to eat even if it killed him.

He also insulted Brother Wei, saying he looked like a little thug and nothing like a college student.

Could Brother Wei's explosive temper tolerate that?

So he got into a fight with him.

As it turned out, the other guy was a sports major with a strong build, so Brother Wei ended up at a disadvantage.

"It's no big deal. Let's go get a drink tonight."

"Drinking again? Number Two, did you strike it rich?"

"Eh, why think so much? Studying is so tiring; can't we enjoy ourselves?"

"I'm not going. I need to contact the local gang and teach this guy a lesson."

Suddenly, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the hallway.

"Is Chen Wei from Dorm 502 here? Get out here!"

Lin Feng and the other two looked outside and saw five burly guys standing there.

Judging by their physiques, they were definitely sports students, and combat sports athletes at that.

"Damn, these are guys from the wrestling team."

Lin Feng asked suspiciously, "How do you know?"

"They're in the same group as that guy from the cafeteria."

Lin Feng suddenly realized; it looked like this group had been hired to take revenge.

This kind of thing happens a lot in college.

Telling a teacher or calling the police could indeed solve the problem.

But that would be very embarrassing.

If word got out, they wouldn't be able to show their faces in school anymore.

"Damn, what do you want?"

Li Jiang was tall and liked playing basketball; his physique was definitely not inferior to theirs.

The person leading the opposite side was about 175cm tall, covered in muscles, with dark skin. It was obvious he was not someone to be trifled with.

"Don't stick your noses in other people's business. We're looking for Chen Wei; everyone else step aside."

"Looking for me? Who gave you the guts? Come on, come on, if you've got the guts, do it right here."

Chen Wei beckoned to them with his finger, acting extremely arrogant.

"Hmph, you're afraid to come with us, aren't you?"

"We won't bully you. Let's go to the back garden. There are five of us, and you can fight us one-on-one."

This is the difference between college students and thugs.

Even looking for trouble is done with a sense of class.

But there's no shortage of dirty tricks.

A normal person fighting five professional wrestlers one-on-one? Isn't that just asking to be beaten up?

"Fuck, let's go. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

"Brother Wei, I'll go with you."

Although Li Jiang was obsessed with online dating, he was still very loyal.

Lin Feng scanned the group, and a piece of intelligence popped up.

[A group of sports students, strong and sturdy, but with average family backgrounds. Their monthly living expenses of 500 yuan are barely enough, and by the end of the month, they can only survive on instant noodles. Each of them received a 100 yuan bribe to come and cause trouble for Chen Wei. Hidden intelligence: A group that can be turned with money. Although the employer has some money, a student's resources are limited. The 100 yuan per person hiring fee has caused his quality of life to plummet for the second half of the month.]

"Number Two, your body is thin, so don't go join the excitement. Brother Wei and I will go."

"Neither of you go. If they don't kill me today, I guarantee I'll make them regret coming to find me."

Chen Wei was quite loyal; this beating was inevitable.

But he absolutely couldn't be a coward.

Many people were already gathered outside the door; they were students living on this floor watching the excitement.

If he chickened out now, he would lose face big time.

In just one minute, the entire dormitory building would know that Chen Wei was a coward.

"Hey guys, let's talk this over nicely. Why be so impulsive?"

Lin Feng blocked the two of them with a smile on his face.

You don't hit a smiling face, especially since these people were just doing a job for money.

Seeing Lin Feng being so polite, their momentum immediately weakened a bit.

"This classmate, this matter has nothing to do with you."

"They are all my roommates, and we're very close, so it definitely has something to do with me."

"So, you mean you want to stand up for them?"

Chen Wei pulled Lin Feng and complained, "Why are you wasting your breath on them?"

"Brother Wei, don't get excited. Violence doesn't solve problems."

"Everyone, this is our private dormitory matter. Stop watching the show."

He smiled and called the five men into the dorm, then closed the door.

"My name is Lin Feng, hello."

The black, burly young man leading them said, "My name is Wang Chao. You should know the saying: 'Take someone's money, eliminate someone's trouble.'"

Lin Feng found it hilarious. A bunch of students who had practiced a little kung fu thought they were invincible.

If they met real thugs in society, they'd probably get the shit beaten out of them.

"We're all students. If you make a big deal out of this, will you be able to graduate?"

"It's nothing more than for money, right? How much did the other side give you?"

Wang Chao was stunned and said, "Chen Hai gave us 100 each to teach Chen Wei a lesson."

"Here, take this. 200 each."

"Holy shit, Number Two, are you crazy?"

"Number Two, you can't give them this money."

"You two, shut up. Leave this to me."

Chen Wei and Li Jiang were stunned and actually shut their mouths.

"What do you mean? We have principles."

Wang Chao's words were tough, but the eyes of the five men were fixed on the money on the table.

"We're all students in the same school. Chen Hai treats you like tools, but I'm different."

"I treat you as friends."

"Giving you 100 yuan to send you off like beggars?"

"You're risking expulsion or disciplinary action from the school just for 100 yuan?"

"Chaozi, I think Lin Feng makes sense."

"Yeah, if we hit someone and something happens, and we can't go to school, my dad will beat me to death."

"The money for my college tuition was borrowed from relatives. I think we should forget it."

Wang Chao thought about it and realized it was true.

However, he looked at Lin Feng suspiciously and asked, "Then what do you want me to do by giving me 200 yuan?"

"I don't believe there's such a thing as a free lunch in this world."

"That's simple, isn't it? Take the 200, and use 100 to report him to the police."

Wang Chao and his group of five were strong in limbs but simple in mind; they never would have thought of this.

"Look, after you report him, he gets arrested by the police or gets disciplined, and you guys will be totally fine. You'll definitely be praised too."

"I'm giving you 200 yuan, not to hire you, but just to make friends, right?"

Wang Chao's eyes gradually brightened.

Compared to Chen Hai's superior attitude, getting along with Lin Feng was much more comfortable.

"It seems we were hasty. Well… I'll take this money. Don't worry, I'll report him to the police as soon as I go back."

Li Jiang and Chen Wei were stunned.

You can even do it like this? I've really learned something today.

Outside the door, a group of students were whispering, waiting to watch the show.

As a result, when the door opened, the five of them walked out warmly and said enthusiastically, "Brother Feng, Brother Wei, Brother Jiang, we'll be leaving first then."

The crowd was stunned. Just a moment ago, swords were drawn and bows were bent, ready to explode, so why were they suddenly so polite, even with a hint of fawning in their words and actions?