113: Chapter 112 Retribution, Fengda Group

The next day, 10:00 AM.

Lin Feng opened his eyes and his gaze swept across the entire bed.

Some sexy undergarments were scattered on the bed.

Lace bras, panties, as well as a pair of black stockings and a pair of nude stockings.

After dinner last night, the three of them returned to Lin Feng's home together.

As for what they came back to do, it was inevitably to fight over the microphone.

Last night, it was incredibly intense; Lin Feng was still savoring the aftertaste even now.

Women who have entered society are just more exciting than students in school.

They also have a bit more vitality than a divorced young woman like Tian Xue.

Except for being a bit physically draining, there were no other issues.

A scent of food drifted into the bedroom.

Lin Feng walked out to the living room and found that the meal was already prepared on the table.

Oysters, chives, stir-fried pork kidneys, sea cucumber, and goji berry chicken soup.

The dishes were very rich, but Lin Feng felt a sense of deep malice.

"Hubby, you're up? Hurry and eat."

"Yes, yes, yes, honey, look at what Yanyan and I have prepared for you."

The two of them were wearing Lin Feng's shirt, with nothing underneath.

Their snow-white, long legs made one's imagination run wild; the lethality to a man was terrifyingly high.

But Lin Feng was indeed feeling a bit weak in the legs and didn't dare to look too much.

No choice, he was reborn with a Golden Finger, but his body was still that of an ordinary person.

"Hurry and eat something, we know your legs are weak."

"Heehee, Yanyan says we're staying here again tonight."

"This... haha, well, I... don't you two have work to do?"

"You're so rich, why would we need to work? Just taking care of you is enough."

Lin Feng's scalp tingled; if they did it again tonight, he would be ruined by tomorrow.

"Pfft."

"Look at you, so scared. We have to leave after we finish lunch."

"Lin Feng, when Yanyan and I are free, we'll come find you. Take care of your body."

Lin Feng buried his head in his meal, not daring to respond at all.

Must admit, the two pampered young ladies had pretty good cooking skills.

After eating, Liu Yan and Xu Luo freshened up and changed clothes, preparing to leave.

Suddenly, the noon news playing on the TV cut to a breaking news bulletin.

"In the southern suburbs of Shen City, a knifepoint robbery occurred. The victim is a 25-year-old male from Rongcheng, named: Wang Sheng."

"The deceased was stabbed 12 times, with three fatal wounds to the neck. The three perpetrators turned themselves in two hours ago."

"According to the perpetrators' confession, the three were blinded by greed and acted on impulse, leading them down this path of no return, cruelly murdering the victim."

"The police remind citizens not to carry too much cash when going out, so as not to attract the attention of criminals."

Wang Sheng's photo appeared on the TV.

A high-definition photo, with clear facial features.

Xu Luo and Liu Yan, who had already walked to the door, stopped in their tracks, staring at the TV screen in shock.

"Isn't this that toad? He died?"

Xu Luo thought she had seen it wrong, walked over to the TV to confirm again, and discovered it really was Wang Sheng.

"Good thing he died, saves him from coming to pester me all the time."

"Yanyan, this guy is really unlucky; he was humiliated right before he died."

Lin Feng put down the large oyster in his hand and said with a straight face: "That's why I say, people should do more good deeds. Those who do evil will eventually destroy themselves; this is retribution."

"Hubby, we're leaving then. Let's keep in touch."

The two kissed Lin Feng on the cheek and left Lin Feng's home, arm in arm.

The phone on the table vibrated, and Lin Feng scanned the screen.

The text message was from Zhang Quan, a simple 'OK'.

Before his rebirth, as a commoner at the bottom of society, he always thought those movie plot points were exaggerated.

Now he finally understood that art comes from life.

The real world is darker and more dangerous than what is portrayed on TV.

One week later, 38 Xuhui Road, Shen City.

Lin Feng looked at the 6-story office building in front of him, feeling overwhelmed with excitement.

If all goes well, in the next 10 years, this place will become his base of operations, witnessing his true take-off.

The entrance to the office building was filled with flower baskets.

A company sign with black text on a white background was hung on the left side of the main entrance.

A gold-inlaid plaque gifted by Wang Jun, wishing for abundant financial resources, hung above the door frame.

Today, all of Lin Feng's friends were present.

As the sound of firecrackers rang out, Fengda Group was officially established.

This massive group that would stir up trouble in China in the future had now taken shape.

"Brother Feng... I've taken care of everything, please come in."

Zhang Yan, that kid, walked in front leading the way like a eunuch.

Lin Feng was followed by Wang Chao, Li Jiang, Chen Wei, Fang Cheng, and others. On his left stood Wang Jun, and on his right were Qin Yu, Secretary Li Wanqiu, Xu Luo, Wang Hui, and Liu Yan—not a single one missing.

Behind them followed Lu Bing, Wang Chen, and Chen Ying.

Zhang Dong and a group of six bodyguards stood at the back of the crowd, responsible for the security of today's company relocation.

Someone unexpected had also come.

Wang Lingling stood beside Wang Jun, keeping her head down.

The once arrogant and untamed woman had now lowered her noble head.

It had been 20 days since the incident where she mistakenly bought the Rongcheng Beer stock.

At yesterday's market close, she successfully sold off 70 million worth of Rongcheng Beer stock, making a profit of over 40 million.

And when the market opened at 9:00 AM this morning, this stock plummeted again.

If she hadn't heard Lin Feng's prediction and guidance firsthand, she believed that no one in the global financial world would have believed it.

In layman's terms, this no longer fell under the scope of analysis, but metaphysics.

Prediction, fortune-telling.

Lin Feng was simply a god-like existence.

The first floor was the reception area, where two young women in their early 20s, 170cm tall, stood respectfully.

Seeing Lin Feng enter, they bowed very professionally and called out with smiles: "Hello, Boss."

"These are the people I hired; they are all graduates in Hotel Service Management, very professional."

"The second floor is the security department. We hired 20 professional bodyguards this time, with Security Department Manager Sun Hongwei responsible for training and management."

"The third floor is the E-commerce Department and the Public Relations Department, headed by Huo Xiaoxiao and Lu Bing respectively."

"The fourth floor is the Financial Department and the Accounting Department, which I am responsible for. Additionally, Wang Lingling serves as the Deputy Manager. The Accounting Department is temporarily headed by Wang Hui; she is an accounting major, so there shouldn't be any problems."

"Boss, the Financial Department is currently understaffed, we will complete the talent recruitment as soon as possible."

"Xiao Yu, no need to rush, take your time."

"Mm, I know, Boss."

She was so happy right now; who would have thought that selling a laptop for a cheap price would lead to meeting such an awesome boyfriend.

Now her mother's health was better, and even though she hadn't graduated yet, her future was already predictably happy.

"The fifth floor is your private gym and the training ground for the security department; all security training will be done there in the future."

"The sixth floor is your independent office, which is the office location for the boss of Fengda Group."

The introduction of the company's situation was finished.

Lin Feng looked around, feeling overwhelmed with excitement.

He finally had a basic team; it was no longer a makeshift setup.

Wang Jun smiled: "Second brother, congratulations."

"That also requires thanking you for your great help."

Wang Jun extended his hand, and an assistant handed him a document.

"This is..."

"Second brother, I won't beat around the bush; sign this agreement."

"From now on, all catering delivery orders for all Wansheng Plazas in Shen City will be handed over to you. I can guarantee that in the next 20 years, even if new delivery companies appear, I will only use your delivery service."

Good heavens, this was a huge move.

Ten years later, such commercial monopoly would not be allowed, but right now, there was simply no regulation.

If he were allowed to monopolize for ten years, he would make a fortune.