Chapter 70: Wanting Ten Million

August 6, Monday.

At dawn, Lin Feng drove his car and delivered a huge stack of documents to Secretary Tang Mi.

He also handed her the work phone card.

"Where's the car? Where's the car?"

Secretary Tang Mi, after receiving the property documents and phone card, began to ask.

Lin Feng again pulled the car key from his pocket, thrust it into Secretary Tang Mi's hand, and said, "A second‑hand domestic SUV, sixty percent new, driven less than three years—don't look down on it!"

The old car is the one Zhao Xiaoyang used before.

Since receiving the Land Rover Lin Feng gave, the car has been handed to the junior brothers to drive.

When Lin Feng needs the car, Zhao Xiaoyang takes it back.

Secretary Tang Mi pursed her lips.

She felt so aggrieved she almost blurted, "I'm your wife!"

In the end she forced the words back down.

If she really said it, wouldn't Lin Feng take advantage of her?

For example, if she admits she's his wife, what about sleeping together?

"Secretary Tang, work hard! If you perform well, I'll get you a new car."

Lin Feng patted her shoulder, finished speaking, and walked straight out.

Then Lin Feng took Zhao Xiaoyang's car to Xinshi Xiaoqu, drove Wen Keke's Volkswagen, and dropped Wen Keke at the company.

Zhu Li wasn't there, because she had just taken a BMW and drove off early on her own.

She said she was a rookie driver, feared accidents, so she didn't let Wen Keke ride in her car.

At the underground garage, Zhu Li kept reversing into a spot.

After Lin Feng parked, he directed for several minutes, and Zhu Li finally managed to reverse the car into the space.

The two women went upstairs to work.

Lin Feng checked the time, waited about ten minutes in the garage, and Zhao Xiaoyang arrived in the Land Rover.

"Brother, here's one million."

After Lin Feng got into the car, Zhao Xiaoyang handed him a flat black box from the back seat.

Lin Feng opened it and saw the box filled with stacks of cash emitting an ink scent, neatly piled.

"Let's go!"

Lin Feng said lightly.

Zhao Xiaoyang immediately set the car in motion.

An hour later, a teahouse beside a bank.

Cao Ming, carrying a briefcase, entered a private room.

When he saw Lin Feng, Cao Ming frowned.

"Mr. Cao, please sit!"

Lin Feng greeted with a smile.

Cao Ming sat down, his face cold, and said, "So you invited me—what's the matter?"

That day on the 36th floor, Lin Feng made him famous.

If you try to enter Jiachen Dasha, the security will stop you.

Even if you get in, people seeing him act like they've seen a ghost.

All of this was caused by Lin Feng.

Lin Feng said calmly, "From now on, stop contacting Wen Keke, okay?"

Cao Ming grinned, "I saw it early—you've taken a liking to her, right? Yeah! Keke is so beautiful; you, a rich second‑generation, liking her is perfectly normal."

"However, wanting me to give her up is impossible; you don't know that I grew up with Keke since childhood, and I understand her better than anyone."

Cao Ming's final sentence carried an inexplicable sense of superiority.

Actually, when they were kids, he and Wen Keke didn't often play together; his notion of a 'childhood sweetheart' was merely self‑hypnosis and suggestion born of intense longing.

Lin Feng placed the box containing one million cash on the table and said calmly, "Here's one million. Take the money and leave Yanjing."

After speaking, Lin Feng opened the box, and a pile of red bills appeared before Cao Ming.

Seeing the money, Cao Ming was stunned.

Lin Feng added, "You've worked decades to save this money. Return to your third‑tier city, you could buy a good house and a nice car. With those two, you could find a beautiful woman there, marry, have children, and live well. Isn't that great?"

When Lin Feng finished, Cao Ming took a long while before saying, "I want ten million!"

"Pfft~"

Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at? Does Keke not even worth ten million!"

Cao Ming shouted angrily.

Lin Feng waved his hand, "First, Wen Keke doesn't belong to you; you have no right to trade her with me. Second, she is a priceless treasure in my heart! Wanting ten million! *** is way too greedy!"

After speaking, Lin Feng stood up, lifted the box, and prepared to leave.

Cao Ming said in a deep voice, "You're right, Keke is a priceless treasure; how could I give her up? She's mine! Always mine! You—how could you use money to insult me!"

Lin Feng shook his head disdainfully and walked out of the private room.

Back in the car, Zhao Xiaoyang saw Lin Feng return with the box and exclaimed, "One million! That kid actually refused it!"

Lin Feng tossed the box onto the back seat and said calmly, "Giving him the money would insult my money. I never intended to give him a single cent."

"Then brother, what are you doing?"

Zhao Xiaoyang was momentarily stunned, then asked curiously.

Lin Feng laughed and said, "If you want to cause someone's ruin, make them go mad!"

Zhao Xiaoyang didn't understand, scratched his head with a puzzled expression.

Returned to Jiachen Dasha and went to the company on the 12th floor.

Lin Feng glanced at the newly set‑up stock‑trading office.

The office already had a dozen large LCD screens arranged.

Six technicians were seated at computers, conducting adjustments.

The display showed yesterday's Mi Guo stock information.

With a twelve‑hour time difference, the Mi Guo market wouldn't open until after nine p. m.

Then they'd have to stay up until four a. m. in one go.

Lin Feng greeted the technicians and then entered Guo Yanru's office to rest.

Lying on the small bed, smelling the perfume Guo Yanru had left, Lin Feng fell asleep quickly.

He didn't know how long he slept before the phone's ringtone woke Lin Feng.

The caller ID showed it was Tang Mi.

"Hello~"

"Um… could you come to the police station and pick me up? I've been taken to the police station."

Tang Mi's voice sounded a bit embarrassed.

Lin Feng snapped awake, "What's going on?"

Tang Mi explained, "A client came to view a house and actually made a move on me, so I beat him up. Then he called the police…"

Before Tang Mi finished, Lin Feng laughed, "Well beaten! Such scum should be beaten every time we see them!"

But Tang Mi added, "He was injured quite badly; I fractured his arm, so he'll demand medical compensation and such."

Lin Feng was momentarily stunned, "I'll be there right away."

After hanging up, Lin Feng checked the time; it was two p. m.

He immediately drove to the police station where Tang Mi was.

In the mediation room, besides Tang Mi, there was a middle‑aged man with his arm in a sling.

The guy had just returned from the hospital, carrying a medical assessment certificate.

After hearing the account, Lin Feng frowned and said, "In the future, if you encounter people like that, ignore them. Renting a house to such a person will bring bad luck to the property."

"You…"

The middle‑aged man stood up, pointing at Lin Feng with an angry face.

Lin Feng sneered, "You just didn't meet me. If I had been there, I could've chopped off your claws, believe it or not. Pay a pittance, sue me, we'll meet in court!"

Lin Feng was so tough because Tang Mi had turned on the phone's Recording.

The words spoken during the house viewing were all recorded by Tang Mi.

The middle‑aged man, apparently fearing a lawsuit, considered exposing the recording to his family, and seeing Lin Feng so tough, frowned and said, "Fine, I won't make you pay any money, okay?"

Lin Feng smiled.

Tang Mi looked at Lin Feng with a surprised expression.

He didn't expect that Lin Feng's arrival and a few words would resolve the matter.

Both sides were at fault, and it was a civil case; after both signed, Tang Mi was released.

"Sigh~"

After getting into the car, Tang Mi sighed.

It's the first day on the job, and she actually messed things up.

Lin Feng said calmly, "I forgot to tell you, you need to learn to judge people; don't agree to rent to just anyone…"

Lin Feng listed a lot of knowledge on how to identify tenants.

It involved psychology, micro‑expression analysis… even ancient physiognomy.

After Lin Feng finished, Tang Mi stared at him in surprise, "It's just renting a house, and you have to master so much knowledge!?"

Lin Feng shrugged, "So what? I'm already weeding out low‑quality tenants and moving toward high‑quality ones. The benefit is high‑quality tenants have financial means, won't default on rent, and keep the place clean."

Tang Mi suddenly felt the work pressure multiply many times.

There's still time, and she has to study many courses.

Lin Feng saw Tang Mi looking a bit discouraged, chuckled and said, "Secretary Tang, keep it up! When you get all those subject certificates, I'll raise your salary, ten thousand after ten thousand. Now you have motivation to study, right?"

"Ah! Better not!"

Tang Mi, who came from a poor academic background, felt even worse at the prospect of studying.

Lin Feng had long guessed Tang Mi's credentials were bought, and chuckled, "Is there a simple method then?"

"What method?" Tang Mi asked eagerly.

Lin Feng replied, "Don't rent to men; only lease to beautiful women with good looks and temperament. With such tenants, even a lower rent is fine."

Tang Mi frowned, thought for a moment, then slowly nodded.