Chapter 23: Two Slaps

The night in Yanjingcheng was still a bit cool.

Wen Keke and Zhu Li put on light makeup, wearing knee-length belted windbreakers, their slender, straight long legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings.

Such attire was both conservative and sexy.

Lin Feng appraised the two with an appreciative gaze, then opened the car door.

After Wen Keke and Zhu Li got into the car, they sat in the rear seat.

After the car left the garage and drove onto the bustling boulevard, Wen Keke asked, 'Lin Feng, how is that case going?'

These past few days she still couldn't let go of the matter of being extorted after doing a good deed.

"That couple has been arrested, with full evidence of extortion and blackmail; a sum of one million yuan is huge, so they'll likely spend at least a few years in prison. As for that elderly surnamed Zhou, she died from a sudden cerebral infarction."

Upon hearing that Zhou Taokou had died, Wen Keke's expression became complex.

Zhu Li sneered, 'Good riddance! Heaven finally opened its eyes this time.'

"What about that family's school-going child?"

Wen Keke furrowed her brows.

Lin Feng said lightly, 'Keke, you're truly kind! But you must understand, they broke the law and deserve legal punishment; that child will be taken care of.'

Wen Keke nodded and asked, 'Then, how much money will the lawsuit cost?'

"That million will definitely be recovered; as for the lawyer fees for the lawsuit, it's not as much as you think, maybe ten-odd thousand!"

Wen Keke finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With ten-odd thousand, given her current salary, she could repay Lin Feng in two or three years.

"Lin Shuai ge, you're getting more and more thoughtful."

Zhu Li said with a smile.

Wen Keke didn't understand, but Zhu Li did; for this matter, Lin Feng had spent far more than ten-odd thousand.

It's about two or three times that amount.

Lin Feng didn't state the figure that high, obviously not wanting to put psychological pressure on Wen Keke.

If that's not being thoughtful, what is?

Lin Feng drove the car to the entrance of Heavenly Fresh Grand Restaurant.

The open space in front was already full of cars.

As far as the eye could see, they were all luxury cars.

Men and women entering and exiting the restaurant, regardless of looks, were all dressed fashionably.

This is a high-end spot; a meal costs at least several thousand, equivalent to an ordinary person's monthly salary.

Lin Feng didn't let the hotel valet park the car; after dropping off Wen Keke and Zhu Li, he drove it himself into a parking spot.

Lin Feng had reserved a private room.

After sitting down, the waiter immediately placed various kinds of seafood on the table.

Here you don't need to worry about ordering; just choose a set menu.

A table was quickly filled up.

"So much!"

Wen Keke looked at the table full of red-shelled seafood and widened her eyes.

Lin Feng laughed, 'Don't be fooled by the abundance; actually very little ends up in your stomach.'

Zhu Li's eyes shone, and Wen Keke also looked quite appetizing.

Lin Feng smiled, picked up the alcohol pot, and poured a cup of alcohol for each of them.

"We don't drink alcohol."

Wen Keke shook her head.

Lin Feng explained, 'This alcohol cannot be skipped, because the seafood is cold in nature; this is the medicinal alcohol specially prepared by this restaurant.'

"This alcohol not only tastes good, it also neutralizes the seafood's coldness, and its proof is low. This seafood restaurant does well not only because the seafood is fresh, but also thanks to this medicinal alcohol."

Wen Keke curiously picked up the alcohol cup and took a sip; it had only a faint alcohol taste and a hint of herbal medicine.

"Don't be polite, dig in!"

Lin Feng laughed and said.

When eating, he certainly lacked any gentlemanly manners.

Wen Keke and Zhu Li were initially a bit reserved, but seeing Lin Feng eat heartily, they gradually relaxed as well.

The meal lasted over an hour.

Lin Feng left the private room to settle the bill, preparing to leave.

As he passed a private room, a familiar voice came from inside: 'Boss Wang, I've had this drink, I really can't have another, please understand...'

Lin Feng curiously moved to the doorway and peered inside.

He saw six people seated in the private room.

Four men and two women.

One of the women was none other than Guo Yanru.

Guo Yanru's cheeks were flushed, showing a slightly tipsy appearance.

She had just set down her cup when a balding middle-aged man on her right picked up the bottle and filled her cup again.

"Miss Guo, who doesn't know you can hold your liquor? Normally you drink one or two catties, but today you've had less than half a catty—are you not giving Boss Wang face?"

The speaker was the woman sitting to Guo Yanru's left, wearing heavy makeup.

Guo Yanru glared at that woman and said in a reproachful tone, 'It's Boss Wang's face that matters; you've all made me a traitor.'

The balding Boss Wang laughed heartily, 'Drink, drink! Let's see Miss Guo's drinking capacity!'

No sooner had the words ended than the others at the table joined in the clamor.

Seeing this, Lin Feng shook his head and turned to leave.

After drinking alcohol, you can't drive; after paying the bill, Lin Feng took Wen Keke and Zhu Li to the curb and hailed a taxi.

After the two women got in the car, Lin Feng waved at them and said, "It's getting late; you go back and rest first—I'll call a designated driver."

"Goodbye, Lin Feng!"

"Handsome guy, keep in touch!"

Wen Keke and Zhu Li waved at Lin Feng.

After the two women left, Lin Feng was about to call a designated driver when he suddenly thought of Guo Yanru.

He then returned to the hotel and came to the door of the private room.

Guo Yanru had already downed three glasses of strong liquor, looking as if she were about to pass out drunk.

The bald President Wang leered at Guo Yanru, his eyes already showing ill intent.

The woman on the left, intentionally or not, pushed Guo Yanru toward President Wang's embrace.

Whether Guo Yanru was truly drunk or feigning it, she used an unconscious motion to block President Wang's hand as it fell toward her thigh.

"President Wang, I've had three drinks as promised—shouldn't you sign the contract now?"

Guo Yanru said this with a dazed expression.

After a flicker of embarrassment crossed President Wang's eyes, he laughed heartily: "As I said, I keep my word—the contract will be signed tomorrow!"

Guo Yanru, however, smiled faintly, picked up the handbag behind her, took out a folder from inside, and handed it to President Wang.

President Wang took the file, glanced at it, and helplessly picked up a pen.

He had indeed just said that if Guo Yanru drank three glasses in a row, he would sign the contract right away.

Just then, a heavily made-up woman spoke up: "What sense is there in signing a contract at the drinking table? President Wang, our two companies should sign the contract in a proper setting."

Upon hearing this, President Wang immediately put down his pen, closed the folder, and laughed: "Miss Li makes sense—let's just keep drinking!"

Guo Yanru turned and gave the woman beside her a dissatisfied look.

They're from the same company, yet she's undermining her own!

"Miss Li, what kind of place do you consider a proper setting?" someone asked with a laugh.

Miss Li smiled slightly: "Let's go to the Yanjing Grand Hotel for a rest tonight, and we can meet in the hotel conference room early tomorrow morning to talk."

"Good, good, good!" President Wang was delighted upon hearing that.

Guo Yanru would not agree; she understood Miss Li's meaning—this was clearly a plan to sell her out.

After all these years of social engagements, what trick had Guo Yanru not seen?

But being betrayed by a colleague was still a first for her.

Just then, she felt a wave of stomach discomfort, quickly stood up with an apologetic expression, and said, "Sorry, I need to use the restroom."

Having said that, she was about to leave.

Miss Li thought Guo Yanru was trying to sneak away, so she grabbed her arm.

Then she raised her eyebrows and said, "Manager Guo, are you trying to run? Let me tell you, if you leave, President Wang will lose face."

Lin Feng could no longer bear to watch.

He strode into the private room, stepped up to Miss Li, and slapped her.

"Pa—"

A crisp sound rang out.

Miss Li was stunned by Lin Feng's slap, covering her burning face as she stared at him in shock.

Lin Feng then kicked Miss Li aside, grabbed Guo Yanru, and headed out.

"Stop!"

Finally someone reacted and shouted loudly.

Lin Feng stopped, turned around, and coldly said to President Wang, "The contract's off—what can you do about it?"

"Who are you? You dare hit me!? You think you can just walk away today..."

Miss Li climbed up from the ground, took a few steps forward, pointed at Lin Feng, and began shouting.

Her fingertip was almost poking Lin Feng's face.

"Pa—"

Lin Feng backhanded her with another slap.

Miss Li was knocked to the ground by the slap.

Next, Lin Feng pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his hands.

"Your face is caked with powder thicker than a wall, yet you have the nerve to show up in public—I despise women like you. I slapped you twice; you can sue me if you want—here's my business card."

Having said that, Lin Feng casually tossed a business card onto Miss Li.

The business card had no title or address, only Lin Feng's name and phone number.

Then he turned his head to President Wang and said, "What kind of man gets women drunk? If you want a woman, pay for one—I think Miss Li is quite good!"

Having said that, he grabbed Guo Yanru and left the private room.

No one came forward to stop Lin Feng.

"Wuuuuu..."

Miss Li burst into tears.

Her sobs were muffled, since Lin Feng had slapped both cheeks swollen.