82: Chapter 81: Earning 3 million, No rules, no order.

Within just an hour, the news of Wang Jiancheng drowning in northern Myanmar had spread throughout all of China.

But it didn't stir much of a ripple; after all, it wasn't Wang Jianyun who had died.

Moreover, Wang Jiancheng wasn't a public figure, and not many people knew him.

With the authorities deliberately downplaying the matter, it barely caused any stir at all.

Even the trending search only lasted for an hour before being taken down.

2:00 PM, Kaisheng Finance, Liu Yan's office.

Wearing a professional suit, paired with long legs in black stockings, plus the athletic temperament inherent to Liu Yan, any man would have to take a few extra looks.

"Hey, do you prefer looking at long legs or black stockings?"

"Haha, I like both."

"Then why don't you come over to my side and watch? There's no one else here anyway."

...

These women, I don't know what's gotten into them; they all lose their reserve when they meet me.

Liu Yan was actually seducing him so blatantly.

"I do know a thing or two about you men's hobbies. Although I'm not keen on the Japanese style, if you like it, I can do roleplay."

"Female secretary, female teacher, boss's wife, stepmother, and so on, I..."

"Stop, stop, stop. Let's talk business."

"You don't understand romance at all."

"Yanyan, for the things you want to talk about, let's discuss them in detail next time when you come to my place."

Liu Yan's cheeks flushed red, she rolled her eyes at Lin Feng, and didn't dare to engage in any more verbal teasing.

Lin Feng chuckled inwardly. You little thing, you're obviously very conservative, yet you insist on pretending to be wild. Now you've calmed down, haven't you?

"Lin Feng, Wang Jiancheng is dead."

"Is that so? Truly, life is unpredictable."

"Aren't you surprised?"

"Birth, old age, sickness, and death are normal. Just because you're rich and young doesn't mean you won't die."

"Forget it, I can't win an argument with you. I dumped AVIC Integration. I bought in at the price you set and sold at the price you gave me. 170,000 shares, made almost 3 million."

"Not bad..."

Liu Yan felt speechless. This is just 'not bad'?

It was as if this 3 million was just 30,000. If those big investors who were trapped with tens of millions found out, they would be furious to death.

"Yanyan, I'm telling you, I won't pay you extra interest. It'll still be calculated at 0.7, but it's not 900,000 anymore; the later sum will be calculated based on 2.25 million."

"Forget the interest. Can you be my company's investment consultant?"

"What, you're hiring me already?"

"I'll pay you a salary."

"I'm not short on money."

"Giggle, not short on money? Then let's change the approach. How about I accompany you? That's not impossible."

Before Lin Feng could react, Liu Yan had already sat sideways on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Those two mounds of heaven-sent danger pressed directly against Lin Feng's face.

The fragrance was intoxicating, enough to make one lose their mind.

"Get down, get down, or my little brother is going to protest."

Lin Feng gently pushed Liu Yan away and glanced at his crotch, feeling a bit awkward.

"So you can lose control too."

"Yanyan, mind your image. We're in your company."

Lin Feng knew Liu Yan was teasing him on purpose, but these actions had brought them much closer.

"Hmph, looks like I'm still quite charming."

"Are you planning to withdraw the funds?"

"Yeah, I've made 3.25 million with you so far. I'll leave the 250,000 remainder for you, and I'll take the rest."

Liu Yan didn't look surprised; with the ability Lin Feng had shown, it was impossible for him to keep relying on her company forever.

Simply put, her temple was just too small to hold Lin Feng.

"Giving me 250,000? Who are you looking down on? Take it all."

"That won't do. If others found out, they'd think I'm stingy. Let the 250,000 be my personal pocket money for you."

"Heehee, Lin Feng, are you trying to keep me as a mistress?"

"If you can't get married in the future, I can keep you."

"Go to hell. Hey, about the previous proposal..."

"If you have any problems, just call me. Offering you some suggestions is fine."

"Oh, one more piece of advice: as the times develop, companies like yours that operate in the gray area of stock allocation will face liquidation."

Lin Feng was telling the truth; the financial sector would face heavy government regulation in the future.

Liu Yan was stunned as she watched Lin Feng enter the elevator.

Her brows furrowed, but soon smoothed out.

"This kid, he actually cares about me quite a bit."

Liu Yan felt sweet inside, joy showing in her eyes. She picked up the phone and dialed her father's number.

"Hello, Dad. I need to talk to you about something. We need to hold a meeting."

She took Lin Feng's warning seriously.

Her intuition told her that he wouldn't say such things without a basis.

On the other side, Lin Feng taking the 3 million wasn't because he wanted to open an account through official channels.

In 2010, opening a leverage account through official channels required capital of over 500,000, and one had to open a credit account with 1:1 leverage.

This couldn't satisfy Lin Feng's ambition. He planned to find Wang Jun and play the leverage game at the financial company under Wansheng Group.

They had strong capabilities and sufficient capital, so Lin Feng felt more at ease.

3 million, leveraged to 30 million—that's a sure thing.

But for now, he had to go to the company.

The incident with Wang Jiancheng had sounded an alarm for Lin Feng.

This time, he wanted to perfect the rules for the delivery service.

3:00 PM, inside the small conference room of Fengda Delivery.

Fang Cheng, Chen Wei, Li Jiang, and Wang Chao—several of the core staff—were all there.

"The specific arrangements are as follows: the delivery rider will take a photo when picking up the food, and the shop owner needs to seal the bag containing the meal and take a photo as well."

"If a customer receives the meal and the seal is damaged, they can refuse to accept the delivery."

"If it was caused by the rider, the first time is a 100 fine, the second time is 500, and the third time, they will be permanently blacklisted with their real name."

"Similarly, if the packaging is fine but the food is not fresh, or contains bugs, trash, or other debris, the penalty mechanism for the merchant is the same as for the rider."

After two months of operation, Lin Feng began to increase the intensity, gradually perfecting various mechanisms.

As the saying goes, "No rules, no standards."

Relying solely on morality to restrain people is simply impossible.

It's just a pity that smartphones haven't become widespread yet; all operations still have to be done on laptops, which is very inconvenient.

He still needs to wait about a year. Once the apple 4 arrives in China and Android phones appear to replace feature phones, his golden age will truly begin.

"Boss, I understand. I'll go to the backend and update the rules immediately."

Fang Cheng greeted him and hurried away. He was very busy right now, being the only technical staff member under Lin Feng.

"Second brother, Li Jiang and I will go notify the merchants and educate them."

"Boss, I'll take some people to notify the riders."

Wang Chao was currently the captain in charge of the riders; all currently registered riders were managed by him and those sports students.

With the work distributed, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

For now, this is all he could do. Relying on his ability to foresee the future, there shouldn't be any major problems.

Lin Feng sent a text message to Wang Jun, preparing to go find him to discuss opening an account.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the office door.

"Boss, it's me, Lu Bing."

Lin Feng's eyes lit up, and he quickly opened the door.