Chapter 49: Bacteria Are Really Scary

In the luxuriously decorated bedroom, besides an independent bathroom, there is also a dressing room.

Lin Feng was lying on the bed looking at his phone.

Suddenly, the door of the dressing room opened, and a long leg wrapped in black silk stretched out from behind the door.

Lin Feng glanced at it and was deeply attracted.

Then the door opened, and Guo Yanru, wearing a purple ice-silk pajama, appeared before Lin Feng with her eyes full of charm.

Guo Yaojing was up to her tricks again.

Recently, she has been trying to lure him in various ways.

Which man could stand it?

A moment later.

Lin Feng suddenly pushed Guo Yaojing aside, picked up the remote, and turned on the TV.

Guo Yanru quickly sat up and pulled the blanket high to cover herself.

After several dozen seconds, the door was knocked.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and stepped forward to open the door.

"Mom, it's so late, you're not asleep yet!"

Seeing Qin Li, Lin Feng smiled and said.

Qin Li handed Lin Feng a bowl of herbal medicine with floating goji berries, saying, "Xiao Feng, drink it while it's hot."

Lin Feng took it in his hand, looking hesitant.

Qin Li smiled and said, "It's not bitter! I added brown sugar. This is our village's old recipe; after drinking it, your future children will have strong bodies."

Isn't this medicine supposed to be taken by that woman?

Without asking, Lin Feng pinched his nose and gulped down the medicine in the bowl.

After taking the empty bowl, Qin Li glanced at the bedroom and said, "Rest early, don't stay up late watching TV."

Having said that, she then left holding the empty bowl.

Lin Feng let out a breath and closed the door.

Just now's interest vanished all at once.

Lin Feng returned to the bed and said with a wry smile, "Having to take medicine at a young age—if word gets out, people will laugh themselves to death."

Guo Yanru covered her mouth and laughed so hard her head tilted back.

"Dare to laugh at me? Just wait till I punish you!"

……

In the morning, when Lin Feng woke up, aside from the maid Tian Cui cleaning the room, everyone else had gone out.

Guo Yanru went to work.

Qin Li, along with her second daughter Guo Yanqiu and third son Guo Yanwen, said they were going to see the Great Wall and take a trip nearby.

They probably won't be back within two or three days.

After breakfast, Lin Feng drove to the entrance of the Wealth Cartier Community.

It was exactly 8:30 a. m.

Wearing a felt hat and a white dress, Han Xiang was waiting at the entrance with her daughter Song Jiaren.

He pulled the car up beside them, and Lin Feng lowered the window.

"Uncle Lin!"

Seeing Lin Feng, Song Jiaren exclaimed excitedly.

"You, hello!"

Han Xiang greeted Lin Feng, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Lin Feng, as if nothing were wrong, said good morning and told them to get in the car.

Song Jiaren insisted on sitting in the front seat.

Lin Feng then got out of the car, opened the door, and held her as he placed her in the front passenger seat, fastening her seatbelt.

This time Lin Feng came over specifically to take Han Xiang to see the photography studio.

Over the past half month, Lin Feng spent money to rent the second and third floors of a small building and renovated it into a dedicated photography studio.

The manager, front desk, finance, makeup artist, and photographer have all been hired.

Lin Feng said while driving, "At first we'll focus on ancient costume photography; later we can take on costume rentals, actors' makeup, and so on.

Later, we could even turn it into an agency, signing promising models for training……"

This wasn't Lin Feng's idea; it was what the newly hired manager gave him in the business plan.

Although there may be some exaggeration, Lin Feng appreciates this kind of imaginative talent.

"Then, besides providing clothing, what else can I do?"

Han Xiang asked.

"You've read so many ancient books; you must know a lot about ancient clothing, right?" Lin Feng asked.

"Mm!"

Han Xiang nodded.

"You could be a consultant! In fact, I think you have more than enough talent to act as an ancient noble lady or a fairy who doesn't eat earthly food."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, Han Xiang murmured, "I'll just do, do the consultant!"

Lin Feng knew she wouldn't want to show her face; he was just saying it casually.

Song Jiaren finally seized the chance to speak.

"Uncle Lin, when will you take me to see the Great Wall? You said so before, didn't you? In a little over a month I'll be starting school."

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Once I finish what's on my hands, I'll take you out to play."

"Then it's settled!"

"It's settled!"

Song Jiaren then brought up recent events, saying, "My mom bought me a microscope; inside you can see lots of tiny things. For example, various bacteria, plus the small holes on leaves, and, and many tadpoles."

"How come there are tadpoles?" Lin Feng said with a smile.

At this moment, Han Xiang already realized what her daughter was about to say, but she couldn't stop it.

Her beautiful face was covered in a flush.

Indeed, Song Jiaren said, "It was that day... the day you left, Mom bought a microscope, and I saw lots of tadpoles in it."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Feng glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that Han Xiang had already lowered her head.

Lin Feng was so embarrassed he almost rear-ended the car ahead.

Fortunately he reacted in time, stomped the brake and came to a stop.

Then the horn blared from behind.

Lin Feng hastily started the car.

Now the atmosphere inside the car instantly turned awkward.

He and Han Xiang both knew what was going on, and then each realized the other knew as well.

Now there's no way to keep pretending ignorance.

Lin Feng has always been thick-skinned.

After a moment, he smiled and said, "Miss Han, that night was a misunderstanding! I didn't lay a hand on you, but... you were restless in your sleep, you know that's a normal physiological phenomenon..."

Han Xiang didn't expect Lin Feng to actually say that.

Her neck was also flushed red; all we heard was her stammering, "I know, you, you don't need to explain."

Seeing her flustered look, Lin Feng feared stimulating her further; thinking about jumping off a building would only cause bigger trouble.

So he hastily shut his mouth.

Song Jiaren widened her eyes, not knowing what Uncle Lin and Mom were saying.

After several minutes, the car arrived at the destination.

Lin Feng held Song Jiaren, and together with Han Xiang they took the elevator up to the second floor.

This place originally housed a tea house; the second and third floors were rented out by the tea house's owner.

Unfortunately, the tea house's business had always been poor; after deducting rent, they still lost money.

After Lin Feng took a liking to this place, he talked with the tea house owner, who didn't even charge a transfer fee.

The combined space of the two floors totals over a thousand square meters, with a monthly rent of 100,000.

In the second-floor office, Lin Feng waved and summoned over a dozen idle employees.

Then he briefly introduced Han Xiang to the staff.

Everyone present were female employees.

Upon seeing Han Xiang, the female photographer's eyes lit up.

Han Xiang was exactly the kind of young woman she had been seeking for years—one who exuded a classical aura while also being extremely beautiful.

If they shot a set of vintage-style portrait photos, they might even win an award!

But then Lin Feng dispelled the female photographer's fantasy.

"From now on, Ms. Han will provide everyone with clothing, mainly women's wear, and as for makeup, she's an authority—you all have to listen to her... Right! Just a reminder: she is your real boss."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he let Han Fu say a few words.

Han Xiang isn't afraid of meeting strangers; she just doesn't like dealing with them. She said lightly, "Just do your own jobs and take care of what's in your hands."

A brief meeting ended just like that.

In the office, Han Xiang signed the share agreement and affixed her handprint.

She contributed clothing and her knowledge, holding 51% of the shares; Lin Feng contributed the venue, investing 10 million, holding 40%.

The remaining nine percent of shares will be taken out later to incentivize employees.

The company's name is "Ancient Rhythm Culture Development Limited Company."

Next, they summoned the company's female employees to Han Xiang's rented apartment to move all the clothing over.

They could open for business as early as the next morning.

After a busy afternoon, Lin Feng sent Han Xiang and Song Jiaren home.

Because of that embarrassing incident last time, Han Xiang wised up this time, beforehand telling Song Jiaren not to detain Lin Feng.

Now Lin Feng surely can't stay, right?

Lin Feng certainly wouldn't be so shameless; after seeing the two upstairs, he bade farewell and left.

In Han Xiang's heart arose a feeling of wistful loss.