Chapter 13: with translation of chapter title

Early the next morning, Zhao Feiyan drove the car, taking Lin Yang to the outside of Lin Fei's company.

When the car stopped, Zhao Feiyan looked tense.

"Lin Yang, how about I go instead?"

"Lin Fei shouldn't dare to do anything too excessive to me."

Even though Lin Yang had done ideological work on her all night, in the end she was still a little afraid.

She was afraid that if Lin Yang acted on impulse, he would cause some big trouble.

Seeing Zhao Feiyan hesitating, Lin Yang spoke.

"Sister Feiyan, we agreed on this last night, don't worry, I have it under control."

Hearing Lin Yang say that, Zhao Feiyan sighed and entered the company.

She went to the front desk and said, "I'm Zhao Feiyan, I want to see General Manager Lin."

Upon hearing that, the front desk attendant looked her up and down and gave a contemptuous smile.

"Sorry, General Manager Zhao hasn't started work yet; please wait."

Zhao Feiyan glanced at the time and frowned.

"It's this time and they still haven't started work?"

The front desk attendant smirked contemptuously: "Yeah, as the boss, they're not an employee, so naturally they come whenever they want."

Hearing that, Zhao Feiyan looked at Lin Yang and said.

"Then let's come back later."

Seeing Zhao Feiyan about to leave, the front desk attendant casually said.

"There are a lot of people wanting to see General Manager Lin; if you leave now, you probably won't get to see him today."

Zhao Feiyan was about to speak when Lin Yang walked up to the front desk, expression cold.

"Tell Lin Fei, Lin Yang wants to see him."

Seeing Lin Yang's icy gaze, the front desk attendant shuddered in fright.

Also hearing his surname Lin, she hesitated a moment, then dialed the phone.

"General Manager Lin, someone calling himself Lin Yang wants to see you."

After hanging up, the front desk attendant looked at Lin Yang with some doubt.

"General Manager Lin is waiting for you in the office on the sixteenth floor."

Lin Yang said nothing, just grabbed Zhao Feiyan and went up.

After Lin Yang left, someone stepped forward to ask the front desk attendant.

"Who is that person? He looks very imposing—could he be a direct descendant of the Lin Family?"

"Could he be here to compete with General Manager Lin for the position of branch company chairman?"

The front desk attendant from earlier shook her head and said.

"Although General Manager Lin told him to go up, his tone seemed to contain disdain and anger."

While they were talking, Lin Yang and Zhao Feiyan had already arrived at the sixteenth floor.

When Lin Yang and she pushed open the door to the president's office, they saw Lin Fei dressed in a suit and leather shoes, drinking coffee, being massaged by a graceful secretary.

Seeing the two enter, Lin Fei's gaze fell on Lin Yang.

He gave a teasing smile and spoke softly.

"Yo, isn't this the former young master of the Lin Family? I didn't expect you to still be alive—really surprising."

Hearing Lin Fei's sarcastic remarks, Lin Yang walked up to him and looked down.

Being stared at by Lin Yang, Lin Fei felt a bit uneasy.

He let out a cold laugh and said.

"Why are you staring at me like that? Do you still want to hit me?"

"I'm telling you, this isn't six years ago..."

Before he could finish his rambling, Lin Yang raised his hand and delivered One Slap.

This One Slap carried some force, leaving a deep red mark on his face.

Lin Fei covered his face, eyes wide open, an expression of disbelief.

"You dare hit me?!"

Lin Yang's expression was cold as he looked down at Lin Yang.

"Do you believe it or not, I still dare to kill you!"

Lin Yang, who was about to shout, hadn't even opened his mouth when he saw Lin Yang's eyes filled with cold light, and he shuddered in fear.

"This One Slap is for Sister Yan; if you have any grievances, direct them at me."

Zhao Feiyan hurried forward and pulled Lin Yang.

Her eyes showed some emotion, but when she spoke she carried a hint of complaint.

"Didn't we agree not to cause trouble? Weren't we here to discuss business?"

Lin Yang said: "This One Slap must be returned; then we can talk about business."

Upon hearing talk of business, the originally fearful Lin Fei instantly became smug.

He sneered: "You hit me and still want to discuss business?"

"I'm telling you, unless you first cut off your own arm!"

His answer was Lin Yang swinging both arms.

After a few slaps, blood was already flowing from the corner of Lin Fei's mouth.

Lin Yang glanced at him indifferently and asked in a tone of detachment.

"Now, can we talk?"

The secretary beside him was scared stiff; it was his first time seeing such hardcore business talk.

Lin Fei, who believed a good man doesn't suffer immediate loss, gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Sure!"

"Yan Jie, give him your contract so he can sign it."

Zhao Feiyan froze for a moment, then asked cautiously.

"Is this okay?"

Lin Yang looked at Lin Fei and asked, "Lin Fei, do you think this is okay?"

"Sure!"

"Then let's sign the contract."

After the contract was signed, Zhao Feiyan still felt it was unreal.

It was that easy to sign the contract?

"Yan Jie, take the contract back to the company; I'll catch up with Lin Fei."

Zhao Feiyan hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.

After Zhao Feiyan left, Lin Fei gritted his teeth and stared at Lin Yang.

"Lin Yang, the Lin Family now is not the Lin Family of six years ago!"

"If you still want to act tyrannically in the Lin Family like six years ago, you're just asking for death!"

Lin Yang shook his head and said to Lin Fei.

"Go tell your dad, I'm back; he owes the Lin Family, and he'll have to pay it back."

Lin Fei, hearing that, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and burst out laughing.

"Lin Yang, you're still so naive!"

"Do you know? The Lin Family now is a towering tree, while you're just an ant, yet you dare dream of overthrowing it!"

Lin Yang shook his head and said, "It's not about overthrowing, but taking back."

"I just want to take back what's mine."

Lin Fei sneered, "It's not that I look down on you; what do you have?"

"Just because you can fight a bit better than before?"

"I'll tell you, in today's society, good fighting skills are useless; you need money and power!"

"Just saying, about that contract you just had me sign, believe it or not, I can invalidate it with a single sentence!"

Watching Lin Fei's face gradually show a smug look, Lin Yang also laughed.

"Do you believe me? One phone call and I can make your company run into trouble immediately."

Lin Fei, hearing that, burst out laughing unrestrainedly.

"Hahaha, who do you think you are? Do you think it's still six years ago?"

Watching Lin Yang laugh loudly, Lin Fei gave a slight smile and placed a call.

"Do as we said before."

Seeing Lin Yang hang up the phone, Lin Fei gave a cold snort.

"Just as he said."

Lin Yang smiled, looked at him, and said.

"You'll find out soon enough."

Not long after, the office door was pushed open and someone rushed in.

"Manager Lin, the bank rejected our loan application."

Before his words even finished, another person rushed in.

"Manager Lin, our upstream supplier wants to terminate the contract!"

"Manager Lin, Manager Meng says our product quality has issues and demands compensation!"

One problem after another came, causing Lin Fei's face to change dramatically.

He looked at Lin Yang, half-disbelieving.

"Is it you?"

Lin Yang shook his phone, smiling as he asked.

"Do you believe me now?"

Lin Fei's face turned ashen.