Chapter 35: The Car Was Scratched

After Lin Feng left, it was a good while before Liang Shishi finally took the pillow off her head.

Her beautiful face was flushed red, and her eyes were bright and lively.

Lin Feng had seen this expression on Guo Yanru's face before.

Or that night of the fake marriage……

After confirming that Lin Feng had left, she hurriedly got up and went to the restroom.

June 18, Monday.

Guo Yanru went to Xiangjiang, met up with her team there, and prepared to go to the Netherlands.

The letter of intent to purchase equity had been sent via fax to ASML's headquarters.

Then Guo Yanru also spoke on the phone with ASML's person in charge, arranging a meeting time.

All that remained was the negotiation.

How many shares she could pry from Intel, TSMC, and Shanxing would depend on Guo Yanru's ability.

The task Lin Feng assigned to Guo Yanru was to secure no less than ten percent.

At the same time, sign another letter of intent for a future purchase of EUV lithography machines; as a shareholder of the company, they would have priority purchasing rights once the product is produced.

Aunt brought Wen Keke and Zhu Li to Shenzhen on a business trip.

Even before Lin Feng had agreed to invest, she had already begun preparing the acquisition plan.

Based on the fact that two hundred million USD could buy a thirty percent stake, Aunt's acquisition plan this time would conservatively cost over three billion.

The triplet sisters also went home.

Nowadays, you can't even go out shopping with a beautiful woman.

As for Qi Yao, Lin Feng didn't even think about her.

Another option is to go to Zhao Xiaoyang's Fierce Tiger Gym to work out.

He was about to head out when an unknown call came in.

"Is this Mr. Lin?"

A young woman's voice came from the phone.

"Yes, and who are you?" Lin Feng asked.

"Mr. Lin, I'm Han Cui, assistant to the general manager at Tianchen Trading. I have something I'd like to discuss with you. Do you have time now?"

"Ah, it's Miss Han! Is this about the rental?"

Lin Feng asked with a smile.

"Yes!" the assistant replied.

"I'm free, of course."

Upon hearing that someone was renting a place, Lin Feng immediately perked up.

"Then I'll wait for you at the tea house; the location is……"

After the assistant finished speaking, Lin Feng hesitated a moment, then agreed.

This was the first time Lin Feng had encountered discussing a rental at a tea house.

It must be a group rental!

Lin Feng guessed.

After getting ready and heading out, Lin Feng drove for over half an hour to reach the spot.

The tea house named Elegant Literary Pavilion is an imitation ancient building, covering a large area, with various flowers planted inside, featuring small bridges, flowing water, pavilions, and towers.

Upon entering the tea house, Lin Feng smelled a faint tea fragrance.

The comings and goings of patrons seemed to imbue them with an air of refined elegance.

It is indeed a good place for leisurely interaction.

After walking past an arched bridge, ahead lay a corridor-style building.

Inside, semi-private booths partitioned by screens were set up, with many customers sitting inside drinking tea and chatting.

Lin Feng raised his hand and glanced at the time on his watch.

He arrived fifteen minutes early, so he found an empty booth and sat down.

A waitress dressed in a Republic-era style approached and asked Lin Feng what tea he would like.

Lin Feng casually ordered a pot.

After the tea was served, Lin Feng took out his phone and opened the news to read.

Suddenly, a waft of fragrance blew over, and a figure appeared in his line of sight.

Lin Feng looked up and saw a young woman standing opposite him.

The woman had an oval face, delicate makeup, and wore a white dress.

The hem reached her knees, and her legs were wrapped in white ***.

Her figure was excellent all around; at first glance, she could score ninety points.

"Are you Mr. Lin?"

The young woman asked with a smile.

"Yes!" Lin Feng replied, nodding with a smile.

"I am Zhao Shunan."

After stating her name, the young woman placed her milky-white small bag on the sofa and sat down gracefully.

Lin Feng was surprised.

This woman seemed to have mistaken the person.

Just as he was about to speak up to remind her, Zhao Shunan said, "Mr. Lin, we don't have much time; let's get straight to the point!"

Miss Zhao, I think you might……

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Shunan raised her hand and said, "Please let me finish what I have to say, okay?"

She's still quite domineering!

Lin Feng started doubting his looks, and, feeling a bit down, he closed his mouth.

Zhao Shunan smiled and said, "I have to admit, just as Aunt Yang said, you're quite handsome. But in today's society, being good-looking is merely a trivial bonus."

More importantly, you need to have the material conditions to satisfy me—do you own a house in Yanjing? Do you have a car? What's your annual income?

So it's a blind date!

At first Lin Feng rather admired her, after all, it's rare to see someone whose plastic surgery turned out so successfully that you can hardly notice any flaws.

But her words were full of material desire, which made Lin Feng feel disgusted.

Being materialistic is not wrong!

But don't you think it's wrong to rely on a man to satisfy your material desires?

I have houses—luxury apartments, about ten of them each around one or two hundred square meters. Of course I also have a car; if you came by car, you can see outside the parking lot a white Land Rover, which is mine.

Having said that, Lin Feng took out his car keys and placed them on the tea table.

Then he continued, "As for annual income, one year…… several million!"

After Lin Feng finished speaking, Zhao Shunan couldn't help but widen her eyes, thinking, "This doesn't match what the matchmaker said!"

Wealthy people like to keep a low profile—could I have stumbled upon a treasure!?

Zhao Shunan's expression, which had been a bit stiff, suddenly softened: "Oh, so Mr. Lin is a successful person!"

Lin Feng replied lightly, "Not really."

Zhao Shunan tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, smiled, and said, "Mr. Lin, you're being modest. With an annual income of several million, you could easily buy a villa in Yanjing, which would improve your living conditions."

Lin Feng nodded, "I've been considering it, after all, living every day in an apartment of one or two hundred square meters does feel a bit oppressive."

Really?

A hint of shyness appeared on Zhao Shunan's face as she said, "I don't know what Mr. Lin thinks of me; if you have no objections, we can continue getting to know each other."

Lin Feng's mouth twitched up: "Miss Zhao, so you're here for a blind date! Sorry, I think you've mistaken the person."

Ah~

Zhao Shunan looked at Lin Feng with a surprised expression.

Just then, a young man in the next private room stood up, glanced at Zhao Shunan, and then turned and left.

Lin Feng raised his hand and said, "I guess the young man who just left is your blind date."

Zhao Shunan grew angry and picked up the tea cup on the table.

Lin Feng hastily raised his hand and said, "If you dare to splash me, I'll just send you on another trip to Korea—believe it or not?"

Zhao Shunan gritted her teeth and said, "You knew about the misunderstanding yet kept talking to me like this—you did it on purpose, didn't you? What's the big deal about having a little money?"

Lin Feng shrugged and said, "Having money really is impressive! Otherwise, why would you emphasize houses, cars, and income?"

Having said that, Lin Feng made an inviting gesture.

Hmph!

Bang!

Zhao Shunan let out a cold snort, slammed the tea cup down on the table, and then turned and left.

A few minutes later.

A woman with short hair walked over, holding a black leather bag.

She held a phone in her hand, stood in the passageway, glanced around, and then dialed Lin Feng's phone number.

Upon hearing Lin Feng's phone ring, the short-haired woman immediately smiled and walked over.

"Mr. Lin, sorry I'm late," the short-haired woman said with an apologetic expression.

Lin Feng waved his hand and said, "No, I arrived early."

Having said that, he had the waiter replace the tea cup that Zhao Shunan had touched.

The short-haired woman was Han Cui, the assistant to the general manager of a certain company that had invited Lin Feng here to discuss matters.

After the waiter left, Lin Feng began to recount the misunderstanding that had just occurred.

Pfft~

Senfeng had just finished speaking when the Korean assistant couldn't help but laugh.

Lin Feng, helpless, said, "Things like this can happen; today I even feel like buying a lottery ticket."

"I think you should help them buy a lottery ticket instead!" the Korean assistant said with a laugh.

"Why?"

"For fellow Lin-surnamed compatriots who have endured Miss Zhao's contempt and fury! You're a noble person—just now, when I was parking in the lot, I saw Miss Zhao seemingly scratching your car."

"Damn!"

Lin Feng cursed silently in his mind.

If we rush to the parking lot now, the person has probably already fled.

What bad luck!

Han Assistant chuckled and said, "Mr. Lin, this time I've actually brought you a big business opportunity! Our company has just relocated from elsewhere to Yanjing, and to solve our employees' housing problem, we want to rent your twelve apartments at Licheng Shiji."

Lin Feng reminded him, "That building had a murder case—three people died."

Han Assistant nodded and said, "We understand the situation, and we also learned from the property management that someone is living in Room 404. We won't rent apartments on the same floor; we'll take the three floors below."

Of course, since it's near the haunted house, can the rent be a bit lower?

"What's your offer?" Lin Feng asked.

Han Assistant said, "Twelve apartments, 100,000 per month—how does that sound? This is the highest price we can offer."

Lin Feng frowned, hesitating.

This price is a bit low.

Under normal circumstances, even if the price is cut in half, it still needs to be above.

That's a duplex, with an indoor area exceeding three hundred square meters.

At a hundred thousand per month, just the wear and tear on renovation and equipment amounts to twenty to thirty thousand.

Seeing Lin Feng hesitate, Assistant Han said again: "Mr. Lin, we plan to rent for three years straight; after three years, once the popularity rises, the stigma of the haunted house will fade considerably, so even if we don't renew the lease, the rental price will also increase a lot, right!"

"Many haunted houses have landlords who pay people to live in them; we not only boost the popularity of your haunted house but also pay you—this is a win-win!"

"Alright!"

Lin Feng nodded in agreement.

Anyway, that building sitting empty there just gets gloomier and gloomier; it'd really be better to rent it out.

Even a monthly rent of a hundred thousand isn't a loss.

After the discussion and bidding farewell to Assistant Han, Lin Feng came to the parking lot.

Sure enough, his white Land Rover's body was covered in scratches.

If we get the touch‑up done at a 4S shop, the whole body would need to be repainted, costing several ten‑thousand, right!

Lin Feng waved, summoning the parking lot security over and pointing to his car.

The security guard wryly said: "Boss, it was a woman who did it; when we came to stop her, she drove off. But we remembered her license plate number."

Lin Feng frowned and said: "You left the car parked here; your lax supervision means you should be responsible, right?"

The security guard nodded: "We've already called the police; boss, your car has to stay here for evidence, so it can't be driven away for now—really sorry!"

Lin Feng nodded, indignant: "I don't want this car repainted; make that woman compensate me with a new car!"

Having said that, he opened the car door, gathered his personal belongings into a plastic bag, and handed the car keys to the security guard.

Not long after, Zhao Xiaoyang arrived in a black domestic SUV.

Looking at the scratched Land Rover, Yue Xiaoyang furrowed brows and said: "Brother, such a fine car, what a pity!"

Then they asked Lin Feng what had happened.

"Unlucky, ran into a woman......"

Lin Feng told Zhao Xiaoyang what had happened earlier.

Zhao Xiaoyang laughed: "Brother, I think your luck's been bad lately; women are a peach‑blossom calamity—why not spend a few days at the temple?"

Lin Feng shook his head: "Just a stupid woman doing a foolish thing. Look at that impulsive swipe—it would cost tens of thousands or even more; why bother?"

At the same moment.

Zhao Shunan's phone rang; it was a call from the police station.

After answering the police call, Zhao Shunan immediately dialed a close friend's number.

"Hey! Xiao Ai, something's come up here! I scratched a pretty boy's car……that jerk did *** in front of me……I couldn't take it……the Land Rover, seems like an imported model……get your boyfriend to help……"

"Ah ah!"

After hanging up, Zhao Shunan yelled twice and smashed the phone hard onto the ground.

Upon hearing it was an imported Land Rover, a car starting at two million, the friend readily refused.

Those who can afford such a car are either big bosses or have backing.

If it's a pretty boy, maybe there's an formidable wealthy woman behind him.

How could that friend let her boyfriend provoke those two types? That's just asking for trouble.

When real trouble strikes, a friend can't be relied upon!