Chapter 118: First Volume, Chapter 118: Combination Punch

First Volume, Chapter 118: Combination Punch

The Second Prince finished reading the letter, tossed it aside carelessly, and sneered: "Qin Feng truly doesn't regard this Prince at all. Clearly, the last beating didn't hit hard enough."

"Qin Er, go to Zui Xian Lou. No matter what that Qin Feng intends, make sure he leaves empty-handed!"

The lute-playing maid had long wanted to strike back at Qin Feng. Upon hearing this, she immediately bowed deeply: "Your Highness, rest assured—this maid will make that Qin Feng feel pain."

By evening, Zui Xian Lou was packed to capacity; prominent merchants and noble sons of Jingzhong filled the hall, their voices rising and falling in heated discussion.

"What trick is Qin Feng up to now? We've never had dealings before—why invite us out of the blue?"

"Hmph! The other day on the Imperial Road, Qin Feng humiliated me in front of the common folk—and now he dares send an invitation? How shameless!"

"Look, Lin Quqi is a renowned Confucian Scholar from Jiangnan, with high reputation—how did he end up associating with that scoundrel Qin Feng?"

"Hey, why care so much? We don't have to pay a single coin—just enjoy the feast. As for Qin Feng's plans? Just refuse to cooperate."

"Exactly!"

At that moment, Qin Feng arrived, accompanied by Shu Feng and Xiao Xiangxiang.

In an instant, every gaze in the hall fixed on Qin Feng—though the vast majority were filled with contempt and disgust.

Jiang Family patriarch Jiang Chenghan's face was grim. He had assumed the sugarcane merchants were delayed by mishap, and sent men to meet them—only to learn they had been intercepted halfway by that bastard Qin Feng. Now, the sixty thousand catties of raw sugarcane had all been transported into the Qin Family Back Courtyard—and they had already begun crushing it for sugarcane juice.

Even if Jiang Chenghan confronted him now, it would be meaningless.

Without raw material, the Jiang Family's sugar industry could not continue—they would suffer massive losses.

Jiang Chenghan wanted to hire assassins to kill Qin Feng under cover of night, to vent this hatred—but that afternoon, he received Qin Feng's Invitation Card. He had seen shameless men before, but never one this shameless.

Jiang Chenghan could no longer sit still. He rose and shouted at Qin Feng: "Qin! What about those sixty thousand catties of sugarcane?"

Fuck you!

Qin Feng pretended not to hear, ignored him completely, and walked straight toward the viewing platform.

Jiang Chenghan never expected Qin Feng to ignore him—his face flushed red then pale with rage: "From today onward, in Beijing Sugar Industry, it's either you or me. As for this damn banquet, my Jiang Family will not attend!"

Seeing a juicy spectacle unfolding, the noble sons around them perked up instantly.

But Qin Feng walked calmly onto the platform, and under the eyes of all, smiled faintly at Jiang Chenghan: "Jiang Clan Chief? What wind blew you here?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chenghan froze.

Before he could react, Qin Feng delivered the next blow, grinning: "You came uninvited? Did your Jiang Family run out of sugarcane and sugar, realize you can't keep going, and now come crawling here to beg for an invitation—hoping to curry favor with the Qin Family? Hahaha… not impossible. If you show proper respect, I could give you a small distributorship."

The crowd erupted in uproar.

"What? Jiang Chenghan came to grovel to Qin Feng? Are you serious?"

"You might not know—the Jiang Family's sugarcane supplier was cut off by Qin Feng. Their stock won't last a few days. That's why they've come begging." The servant planted by Qin Xiaofu among the crowd began spinning wild lies.

The noble sons, unaware of the truth, were instantly swayed by this provocation.

"I never thought the Jiang Family would back down—who doesn't know they're backed by the Second Prince? Could this… be the Second Prince's doing?"

"No way! Even the Second Prince is avoiding Qin Feng's edge? This Qin Feng is just a commoner—how could he be this powerful?"

"Nonsense! The Second Prince would never fear Qin Feng! This is surely Jiang Chenghan acting on his own—afraid his sugar business will collapse and he'll be blamed by the Second Prince, so he's come to beg for peace."

Listening to the murmurs around him, Jiang Chenghan's face flushed red and pale again—he finally realized Qin Feng had set a trap just for him.

Qin Feng had no intention of reconciling with the Jiang Family—he was determined to crush them utterly.

And now, Jiang Chenghan had no defense. He had not only lost face—he had dragged the Second Prince's honor into the mud. The Second Prince would never forgive the Jiang Family.

Jiang Chenghan was furious, yet utterly powerless.

At that moment, Qin Xiaofu stepped forward and whispered softly: "Clan Chief Jiang, my young master knows the Second Prince acts swiftly and decisively. So he has specially prepared a path for you. If the Jiang Family agrees, from now on, you may simply manage distribution—buy sugarcane sugar from the Qin Family. If you're interested in sugar frost and white sugar sales, you may apply to my young master for distribution rights."

Jiang Chenghan trembled with rage: "You bastard!"

Qin Xiaofu still wore a smile, feigning humility while pressing harder: "Clan Chief Jiang, you're right—I deserve that. But if you return empty-handed, how will you explain yourself to His Highness?"

Jiang Chenghan fell silent. If he failed to resolve this, the Second Prince would punish him…

Yet bowing to that bastard Qin Feng was too humiliating.

As Jiang Chenghan hesitated, Qin Xiaofu, following Qin Feng's instructions, pressed the advantage: "My young master says the Second Prince cares only about profit. Rather than wasting energy fighting each other, why not profit together? Even if the Jiang Family only distributes raw sugarcane sugar, there's still profit to be made. If you cooperate, you'll get a share of the sugar frost distribution rights."

"Though your commercial scope has shrunk, because my young master controls all sugar merchants—only those with distribution rights may sell sugar—the actual sales volume has increased. Profit margins have risen, not fallen."

"That's all I have to say. The choice is yours, Clan Chief Jiang. Also…"

Here, Qin Xiaofu changed tone. Though he still bowed his head, maintaining the posture of a servant, his voice turned sharp: "My young master gives you one golden rule."

Jiang Chenghan raised an eyebrow: "What golden rule?"

Qin Xiaofu grinned, bowed, and said: "Don't spit on the hand that feeds you."

Jiang Chenghan's face turned crimson with fury. He wanted to lash out—but for the sake of the bigger picture, he swallowed his hatred, turned, and stormed off.

Watching Jiang Chenghan's furious retreating back, Qin Feng couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

Fight me? You're not even worthy.

I've cut off the sugarcane supply. Either cooperate—or quit the sugar business. The path is laid out. Choose.

As for the Second Prince behind it all—I have no interest in the Crown Prince struggle. But in business? Let needle point meet wheat awl.