Lu Feng was speechless upon hearing this and asked, "Are you still short of money? How much would it cost to rent an office building for a year? You're even trying to squeeze out a few million?"
“Every little bit counts. I’ve been poor before. Besides, United Capital isn’t my company. My official salary is only 1.5 million a year. If you want me to do things for you, you have to be a little shrewd and not too clever. A shrewd little merchant can achieve great things, right?” Su Yourong said with a smile.
“It’s your territory, I won’t say anything.” Lu Feng had no choice but to order, “Take Feng Zhiyao away immediately and make proper arrangements for him. Don’t put him in a hotel.”
"Don't worry about me, I'll make sure he arranges everything perfectly. Bye!" Su Yourong said and hung up the phone.
During the board's conference call, Su Yourong knew she was about to make some money again. Since Lu Feng's status didn't allow for frequent trips to Hong Kong, he could only ask her for a favor. These days, there's no such thing as a free lunch.
Su Yourong packed her bag, put on her high heels, left the office, gave some instructions to the president's office next door, and then went downstairs to drive straight to Fulin Hotel.
It was 3:30 p.m. The restaurant had already closed for the day. The dormitory was incredibly dirty and messy, with a dozen or so bunk beds crammed inside. The aisle was only wide enough for one person, and the few remaining floors were littered with sunflower seed shells and various snack bags.
Several young men dressed as waiters sat on the bed cracking sunflower seeds. One of them, a man with a sinister look, said, "Who the hell is on duty today?"
"Young master! Where have you been?" A man on the bed stuck his head down, his hands gripping the bed frame like a monkey.
Feng Zhiyao lay on his bed, staring blankly at the bed frame above him, a hint of anger on his face. He suddenly sat up and said with displeasure, "What?"
"What did you say you wanted to do? It's your turn to do chores!"
“I did it yesterday. I’ve been cleaning this dorm for days!” Feng Zhiyao couldn’t take it anymore. This period of time had made him truly understand what it meant to be bullied when you’re kind. He did the most work, he was scolded the most, and he got paid the least.
As for the humiliation these people inflicted on him on a daily basis, it was countless. At first, Feng Zhiyao felt like a tiger fallen into the plains being bullied by dogs, but later he felt that he was not even as good as a dog.
“I’m not sweeping. Let those guys who eat sunflower seeds every day sweep.” Feng Zhiyao said and lay down again.
The group of people eating sunflower seeds stood up instantly upon hearing this. The fierce-looking man walked to Feng Zhiyao's bed, stepped on Feng's dark mattress with one foot, and asked with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, "Who are you having clean this?"
Feng Zhiyao felt a little scared looking at the group, but he still stubbornly said, "I bought you sunflower seeds, and I bought you soda the day before yesterday. I paid for all of them. You're telling me you paid for them? Now you want me to sweep the floor? This is so unfair!"
"So what if I bully you? Are you going to sweep or not?" another person asked.
Feng Zhiyao saw the fear in the group's eyes, but he still steeled himself and shouted, "Don't sweep!"
"Beat them!"
Three people stood by the bed and kicked it in. Feng Zhiyao covered himself with the blanket, and another person ran over, pulled the blanket off, and stomped hard on his head with the sole of his shoe.
Feng Zhiyao felt dizzy, and for a moment he felt as if there was a shattering sound in his heart, so crisp, like glass breaking on a cement floor.
"ah!!!"
"Go to hell!"
"I'll fight you to the death!"
"I'm not going to live anymore!"
"You will pay with your lives!"
He seemed to have gone mad, getting out of bed like a demon from hell, baring his teeth and claws as he charged at the three of them, swinging his fists and smashing them wildly at one of their heads without looking or caring.
Feng Zhiyao felt no pain. The sound of shattering made him feel like he had lost everything, that his bottom line had been completely broken, and that nothing mattered anymore, nothing mattered anymore.
The two people next to him kept kicking his head, but Feng Zhiyao didn't care at all. He just kept hitting the man in front of him. The two of them wrestled and fell to the ground. Feng Zhiyao pinned him down, stared at the man in front of him, and suddenly opened his mouth and bit down!
"ah!!!"
A pig-like scream echoed throughout the dormitory. The fierce man's cheek was covered in blood. The two people next to him saw the bleeding and quickly backed away, not daring to get involved anymore.
"I was wrong, I'm sorry, please let go!"
The screams and pleas for mercy startled the entire dormitory. Everyone peeked out from their beds and saw two rows of teeth marks on the side of the fierce man's face. Blood was flowing continuously from the teeth marks and had soaked his entire neck, making him look extremely horrifying.
Feng Zhiyao stood up, leaning unsteadily against the bed frame. He looked at the man begging for mercy in front of him, somewhat incredulous. But the reality was that the person he had feared most these past few days was now begging for mercy!
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