Chapter 251

On the morning of the 18th, Lin Feng took Guo Yanru out of the park Da Men.

After getting into the car in the parking lot, Guo Yanru said, "This time it should work, right?"

Lin Feng laughed and said, "If not, we'll find another place next time."

"What other advantages are there?"

Guo Yanru asked curiously.

Her face showed a curious expression, but her eyes clearly held anticipation.

Lin Feng thought for a moment, about to say rooftop, Ferris wheel, seaside… and so on,

But he suddenly stopped.

This kind of experience must not be exposed.

He then said, "You're still under thirty-seven this year, still young; let's take it slow, no rush."

"I'm thirty-eight…"

Guo Yanru reminded him.

Lin Feng said, "Isn't what my mother said about nominal age? We don't use that way of counting ages now. Look at many female employees in your company who are thirty-six and still have no boyfriend."

Guo Yanru felt a little disappointed.

Lin Feng didn't mention any other fun places.

Women's curiosity is generally stronger than men's.

Lin Feng first took Guo Yanru home, then returned to his home at Heavenly Auspicious Scenery, took a shower, and changed into clean clothes.

Then he washed the clothes and hung them up, and tidied up the house.

After finishing the chores, it was almost noon.

After eating a bowl of noodles, he made a phone call and had Tang Mi come over.

As soon as she entered, Tang Mi started clamoring to eat skewers.

"Don't eat; I have something serious to discuss with you."

Lin Feng said helplessly.

"No!"

Tang Mi acted coquettishly, and Lin Feng could hardly resist.

Lin Feng gestured, hoping Tang Mi would give up.

Tang Mi stepped back, lifted her leg, and placed it on Lin Feng's shoulder, slowly leaning in to say, "Martial artists don't get fat!"

Tang Mi took a step back, lifted her leg, and placed it on Lin Feng's shoulder, slowly moving closer as she said: "People who practice martial arts don't get fat!"

Lin Feng nodded.

Discussing business didn't stop Tang Mi from being greedy.

She lifted her leg to do the slimming exercise as before, skewered meat, and at the same time discussed business with Lin Feng.

It was mainly Lin Feng who was speaking.

"As for collecting rent, don't do it anymore. I've found you a new job; the salary will definitely be much higher than now, and furthermore…"

"Collecting rent — from now on, don't do it anymore. I've found you a new job; the salary will definitely be much higher than now, and..."

Tang Mi asked curiously.

"And it's also convenient for you to make extra money."

Lin Feng laughed and said, "You know about the Shen Family, right?"

Tang Mi rolled her eyes and said, "You mean the Shen Family headed by Shen Zhongxi, right?"

Tang Mi rolled her eyes and said: "The Shen family you mentioned — is it the Shen family headed by Shen Zhongxi?"

Lin Feng was somewhat surprised.

Lin Feng was somewhat surprised.

Tang Mi said: "The Shen family also does business with our Tang family! That old man is sickly; my grandfather said that kid has done too many wicked deeds and won't live long."

Lin Feng nodded, "The old man is right, Shen Zhongxi is already dead. Not only is he dead, his son Shen Yu also got into a car accident..."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, Tang Mi let out two "wu" sounds and said: "Looks like my grandfather was right! Doing too many unjust things will bring retribution, and indeed it has. Why are you telling me this?"

Lin Feng put his arm around Tang Mi's slender waist, pulling her closer, and said: "The Shen father and son are dead; I want to acquire their remaining assets. I'll leave this to you to handle—I'll give you 5 billion US dollars. Can you do it?"

Tang Mi widened her eyes, light flashing in them, and said: "No problem! Don't worry! I can't take over other companies, but with the Shen family I'm relatively skilled."

Tang Mi looked confident.

"Wu! Right, how about the rent collection?"

Lin Feng thought for a moment, then said: "You don't need to worry about this for now; I'll find someone else!"

Before leaving, Tang Mi transferred the rental information to Lin Feng's phone.

Who will handle it next?

Like Guo Yanru and Liang Shishi, Lin Feng doesn't consider them.

Zhu Li and Wen Keke are making big strides toward the status of Liang and Guo.

The other women around him seem unsuitable.

The closest is Wu Qian.

But after thinking, Wu Qian's temperament is not suitable.

When encountering eccentric tenants, she probably can't bring herself to be harsh.

But Tang Mi, as a secretary, has beaten up many deadbeats.

Lin Feng suddenly realized his circle wasn't perfect enough—he was missing someone!

He took out a cigarette and lit it.

In the midst of swirling mist, the phone rang.

It was an unfamiliar call.

Lin Feng frowned slightly, waved his hand, and refused to answer.

The phone stopped ringing.

"What about letting Jiang Xiaofei handle it!"

Lin Feng muttered.

Actually, setting up a management team to handle it wouldn't cost much.

But in this regard, Lin Feng has a kind of obsession and cleanliness fixation.

This is like many people keeping the belongings of deceased relatives, not wanting outsiders to touch them.

Lin Feng has this mindset.

The phone rang again.

This time it was Wang Qing, the manager of the Film and Television Department, calling.

"Director Lin, I have something to report to you..."

Wang Qing's voice sounded somewhat cautious, as if afraid Lin Feng would lose his temper.

It turned out that Lin Feng's phone number had been leaked from her.

"Manager Wang, you don't seem like such a careless person!"

After Wang Qing finished speaking, Lin Feng frowned and said.

"Sorry, Director Lin, it's all my fault..."

Wang Qing hurriedly apologized and began to explain.

She was actually betrayed by a little boyfriend of hers.

That little boyfriend was no longer satisfied with just driving her luxury car around and receiving a monthly pocket money of over ten thousand.

The night before last, that boyfriend took advantage of Wang Qing being asleep and went through her phone.

Then he wrote down Lin Feng's phone number.

Afterward, he sold it for several hundred thousand to several agents.

Nowadays, that greedy young man who wanted to swallow an elephant has been taken care of by Wang Qing.

Of course, it wasn't killing him.

But rather, he was given a severe beating, and for the rest of his life he can only make the orchid finger gesture.

In order to seek Lin Feng's forgiveness, Wang Qing even revealed her own privacy.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, frowned, and said: "Hope there won't be a next time, otherwise Director Liang won't tolerate you."

Wang Qing quickly replied: "I understand, thank you, Director Lin, for your magnanimity!"

After finishing the call with Wang Qing, Lin Feng knew who the strange number belonged to.

Indeed, after a few minutes, it called again.

This time, Lin Feng chose to answer.

A middle-aged woman's voice came from the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Lin! I am Xiang Mei, the agent of Zhao Yuwan..."

Zhao Yuwan, a new-generation little flower, sweet-looking, began to gain some fame last year.

However, young artists like Zhao Yuwan are as common as cow hair in the circle; having a little fame doesn't guarantee future stardom.

The key to getting started is being able to obtain resources.

And these resources are now mostly in the hands of Great Flag Media.

Lin Feng probably doesn't even realize it, because he basically doesn't pay attention to Great Flag Media.

Without exaggeration, Lin Feng can now blacklist an artist with a single sentence.

Xiang Mei is a relatively famous agent in the circle, with extensive connections.

Because she has long understood some principles.

Rather than letting her artists network with those directors and producers, it's better to directly seek the true capital moguls.

"Speak! What's the matter?"

Lin Feng frowned and asked.

Xiang Mei smiled and said: "Zhao Yuwan greatly admires you; I don't know if Mr. Lin can grant her some face."

Lin Feng remained silent for a moment, then lightly said: "Okay!"