Chapter 15

Lin Tianfeng also narrowed his eyes, his heart unsettled.

Lin Yang, this guy, when did he latch onto the Lu Family's big tree!

Lin Fei also felt uneasy; if the Lu Family gave an order, those merchants would likely not dare to cooperate with him!

While the Lin father and son were unsettled, Lin Yang looked at Lu Jinfei.

"Well done."

Having received Lin Yang's praise, Lu Jinfei showed a smile.

"Thank you, Master, for the praise."

Seeing Lu Jinfei show such respect to Lin Yang, Lin Tianfeng fell silent for a moment.

"Lu Second Uncle, I don't know how Lin Yang managed to fool you."

"But I must tell you, he is the Lin Family's discarded child, a stray dog..."

In reply, Lu Jinfei gave him a backhand One Slap.

"You damned thing, dare speak like that about my master—are you asking for death!"

Seeing Lu Jinfei's grim expression, Lin Tianfeng lowered his head, not daring to speak.

Seeing him like that, Lu Jinfei spat.

"What my dad said is really true; the current Lin Family are all a bunch of weaklings."

After he finished cursing, he looked toward Lin Yang.

"Master, should I shut down this company and then go mess with the Lin Consortium?"

Lin Yang shook his head and said: "No need; it's my own affair, I know how to handle it."

"You go back first."

"Alright, call me if you need anything."

After Lu Jinfei left, the Lin father and son finally let out a breath of relief.

They turned their gazes to Lin Yang and said fiercely.

"Lin Yang, you've gotten ambitious, teaming up with outsiders to deal with our Lin Family—how impressive!"

Looking at the two of them, Lin Yang spoke lightly.

"Go back and tell Lin Tianzheng to move out of the current southern city villa within a week; he doesn't deserve to live there."

Lin Tianfeng glared at Lin Yang and shouted angrily.

"Just now, relying on Lu Jinfei being here, you acted all mighty—now I'll give you a proper lesson!"

He yelled and threw a punch at Lin Yang.

Lin Yang stood in place, his eyes full of contempt.

"An ant trying to shake a tree."

He sidestepped and landed a hook punch to Lin Tianfeng's abdomen.

Lin Tianfeng instantly resembled a cooked shrimp, kneeling on the ground, bent over.

At that moment, Lin Yang's phone suddenly rang.

Seeing it was Zhao Feiyan's call, Lin Yang answered.

"Feiyan sis, what's up?"

"Are you still at Lin Fei's company? I'll come pick you up."

Zhao Feiyan, halfway there, still uneasy, turned back midway.

Lin Yang, who had intended to say it wasn't needed, hadn't even opened his mouth when he heard Zhao Feiyan say.

"I'm almost at the company."

After hanging up, he looked at the Lin father and son.

"Let's leave it at that for today."

After Lin Yang walked out of the office, everyone glanced at each other and lowered their heads.

"What are you staring at? Hurry and call an ambulance!"

"No one is to spread word of today's events, or I'll make him regret it!"

"Yes!"

Lin Fei clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and said.

"Lin Yang, I will make you pay the price!"

On the other side, Lin Yang had just walked out of the company when he saw Zhao Feiyan.

Zhao Feiyan approached with small quick steps, standing before Lin Yang.

"Are you alright!"

She knew Lin Fei was not easy to get along with.

Lin Fei, not wanting her to worry, smiled and said.

"It's fine, I was just catching up with Lin Fei."

Zhao Feiyan wore a doubtful expression; in her impression, Lin Fei was not someone easy to get along with.

"No fight?"

"No, do I look like someone who fights?"

At that moment, a cry rang out.

"Someone, hurry and save my grandfather!"

Lin Yang frowned and walked over.

A young woman in her early twenties, dressed in sportswear with a ponytail, looked anxious.

She shouted somewhat helplessly, "Who can save my grandfather, ah!"

There were many people who passed by and were watching, but no one stepped forward.

Lin Yang walked over and saw that the old man lying on the ground had a dark complexion and extremely irregular breathing.

He frowned, stepped up to the old man, squatted down, and placed three fingers on the old man's neck.

"Are you a doctor?"

Seeing this, Wei Ying couldn't help but ask.

"More or less."

Without waiting for Wei Ying to continue questioning, Lin Yang raised his hand and tapped several acupuncture points on the old man.

"Your grandfather fainted this time because his cultivation went awry; it's just a minor issue."

"More importantly, he already has an old injury; if not treated promptly, it could become serious."

Upon hearing this, Wei Ying angrily rebuked.

"You're talking nonsense; my grandfather is in great health, there won't be any problems!"

Lin Yang frowned, about to say more, when the ambulance's sound rang out.

"The ambulance is here, make way!"

Seeing Wei Ying's appearance, Lin Yang also stepped back.

When he returned to Zhao Feiyan's side, Zhao Feiyan asked.

"When did you learn to treat people?"

"During these six years I met a master who taught me."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Feiyan hurriedly said.

"You didn't study medicine formally and lack a medical license; you must never treat patients."

"Just like earlier, you meant well, and if nothing happens it's fine, but if that old man has any problem, you couldn't bear the responsibility!"

Hearing Zhao Feiyan's concerned reproach, Lin Yang gave a helpless smile.

"Yan Jie, I know; I won't casually treat people."

Seeing him say that, Zhao Feiyan then nodded.

Back in the car, Zhao Feiyan suddenly asked.

"That day when you met Yuan Shu, did she mention arranging a job for you?"

Upon hearing that, Lin Yang helplessly shrugged.

"No."

Hearing that, Zhao Feiyan frowned slightly and said.

"Then you happen to come with me to the company; I'll go talk to her."

Seeing Zhao Feiyan's stern gaze, Lin Yang knew there was no room for negotiation.

He could only reluctantly agree.

Arriving at Yuan Shu's company, Zhao Feiyan directly brought Lin Yang upstairs.

"Wait for me in my office; I'll go submit the contract and come back."

Before Zhao Feiyan could leave the office, a beer-bellied bespectacled man walked in.

He looked at Zhao Feiyan and sneered.

"Zhao Feiyan, why are you still at the company? Have you wrapped up your business?"

"If you fail this time, your position as department manager won't be secure."

Seeing the fat man appear, Zhao Feiyan's eyes showed disgust.

"Manager Cheng, my affairs don't need your interference."

Cheng Du heard that and chuckled as he walked over to her.

"We're coworkers; it's normal for me to show a little concern."

Saying that, he stretched out his fat hand and touched Zhao Feiyan.

Zhao Feiyan startled, quickly pulled her hand back; Cheng Du, seeing that, reached out again.

"Your salty pig's hand reaching out—do you not want it anymore?"

Cheng Du's hand was firmly grabbed by Lin Yang.

"Who are you? Let go of my hand!"

"I'm your father!"

Lin Yang raised his hand and delivered a slap, sending the pig-like Cheng Du flying sideways.

Lin Yang's eyes flashed with cold light as he walked toward Cheng Du.

"Stop!"

That shout of 'stop' wasn't from Zhao Feiyan, but from Yuan Shu who came in through the door.