Seven days later—
Ye Feng and his sister Qi Xiaoyan, Tang Weiwei and Fu Changxiong, and Zhan Pengwu and his brother were drinking and chatting in a five-star hotel.
This is the tenth day before the Lunar New Year, and also the last day Ye Feng promised Makuko to go to Merrick.
However, he showed no intention of leaving, and simply chatted and drank happily with everyone.
After downing a glass of wine, Tang Weiwei, who was usually quiet, blushed and gave Ye Feng a thumbs up.
"Ye Feng! You're amazing! You're the smartest person I've ever met!"
Zhan Pengwu chimed in, "That old man must be furious right now. Young man, that move of yours was brilliant... what was it called again?"
Zhan Pengfei, hiccuping from drinking, chimed in, "Like a cicada shedding its shell..."
Qi Xiaojie stammered, "Brother Feng, it should... it should be almost done, right?"
Fu Changxiong took a sip of baijiu and urged, "Yes, yes, yes! It's time to annoy him."
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng took out his phone, dialed a number, and initiated a video call...
The phone rang for less than three rings before Markuko's cold, old face appeared on the screen. He was no longer as arrogant as he had been a few days earlier.
Before Ye Feng could speak, Makuko spoke first in a calm voice.
"Ye Feng! How can you still be drinking? Have you arrived in Merrick yet?"
"Hehehe..." Ye Feng, his face flushed from the alcohol, shook his head with a laugh...
"What am I going to do in Merrick? Oh... you mean participate in the games? Sorry, I suddenly don't want to go anymore."
"I could easily sign with a live streaming company and get hundreds of millions in signing fees, why would I bother working my ass off for your crappy game?"
Makuko stared with slightly cloudy old eyes, his white eyebrows furrowed, and his loose skin arched his brows into a "川" shape.
Ye Feng's meaning was quite clear: he had been tricked.
"You want to break the contract, huh... Hmph! I warned you long ago that once you sign the contract, even if you escape China, I can still get you!"
I advise you to behave yourself..."
"Hey, hey, hey!" Ye Feng quickly interrupted Makuko's words... "Old man, don't fucking frame people! Who signed a contract with you? Where's the evidence? Show it to me."
"Hmph!" Makuko snorted coldly, pulled a file folder from the drawer, dragged out the day's contract, and shoved it in front of the camera.
"My influence doesn't just extend to Merrick. With that alone, I can make sure you spend the rest of your life in jail!"
Seeing this, Zhan Pengfei also squeezed in front of the camera. Looking at the black and white words on the contract, he burst into a loud laugh.
"Hahaha! Old man, are you getting blind? What's on this? Besides those man-eating clauses, what else is there?"
"Huh?" Markuko instantly realized something was wrong. He flipped the contract over and saw his white eyebrows almost touching his forehead. He was so shocked that he was speechless.
Because the signature section for Party B, which originally bore the large characters "Ye Feng," was now completely blank...
Even the bright red thumbprint that was still vivid just a few days ago is now patchy and completely unrecognizable.
At that moment, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his heart instantly turning cold...
Without a doubt, such a contract has no legal effect whatsoever.
"You...when did you do this?!"
In the video, Ye Feng pushes Zhan Pengfei's head aside, places his phone on the table, and wears a smug smile.
The two of them have the exact same expressions as when they signed the contract seven days ago, except... they've switched roles.
"Old man, trying to play the 'sneak attack' game with me, huh? Do you even know who invented military strategy? Are you satisfied with my 'golden cicada shedding its shell' move?"
It's true that older ginger is spicier, but there's a next line... smaller peppercorns are more numbing...
Since you know me so well, how could you not know that I always leave myself a way out when I do things?
Makuko's face had turned a deep liver color, his wrinkles were all squeezed together, and he looked like he wanted to skin Ye Feng alive right now.
Having navigated the world for over 40 years to reach my current social status, I've always been the one scheming against others...
But now, he's been tricked by a young, yellow-skinned brat, and the worst part is he doesn't even know how he fell for it.
"What exactly did you do?!"
Makuko continued asking with a stern face, but secretly pressed the record button...
Ye Feng in the video laughed again... "I didn't do anything, figure it out yourself, I didn't sign any contract with you at all."
Also... that trick you used was indeed very clever, but... I've never trusted Ugly.
It's ridiculous that a deranged host of a killing game would unconditionally help me with such an absurd and pointless reason as "I used to be Chinese."
Seeing that Ye Feng refused to reveal how he had done it, Makuko's face trembled with anger, and he asked again in a furious voice, "You knew all along that I had set you up?"
"No, no, no. I was just leaving myself a way out. I thought I wouldn't need it, but it turned out to be crucial in the end."
Ye Feng slowly pulled the black fountain pen from his pocket, casually twirling it between his fingers...
Actually, he had thought of this a week before deciding to go abroad, but at the time he did not realize that it was a trap set by Makuko for him.
However, he always liked to leave himself a way out, so he had to consider every factor, since he was still in the lawless land of the Amazon when he was abroad.
If this was indeed a trap set by Markuko for himself, then what was his purpose?
The answer is obvious; there's only one possibility: he wants you to make money for him.
What should you do before making money? Sign a contract, of course. Otherwise, it won't have legal effect.
What's needed to sign a contract? Of course, a pen...
Thinking of this, Ye Feng subconsciously took out the black fountain pen, which he had taken from Marko's office, initially to keep as a souvenir.
He wondered what he should do if Makuko interfered halfway through. The appearance of Ugly and the cannibals always made him feel that this matter was strange.
But soon, he came up with a backup plan...
That's a magic pen, or more accurately... a magic potion.
This pen can slowly disappear without a trace within two days after any writing is done on it. It's usually used as a prop in magic tricks...
To make it more realistic, Ye Feng had the merchant customize a magic pen for him in advance.
The template is based on the original Markukone fountain pen. Unless you open the inner core, you can't tell the difference between the real and fake. The writing is also in black.
After Ye Feng dealt with the cannibals, he still did not receive any interference from Makuko or Chou Chou, and he thought that he was just overthinking it.
But just as he was about to leave, he saw those unfamiliar military helicopters and realized that he had been tricked.
When he said the pen was his lifeline, his companions all thought it was Markuko's trump card, but in fact, it was the pen itself.
After seeing the contract, Ye Feng deliberately pretended to drag the chair away, turned around and hid Makuko's pen in his sleeve, then took out his own pen.
Since the two pens were identical and there were few people in the room at the time, no one noticed.
Before signing the contract, while waiting for his companions to go to the airport, Ye Feng had already used a magic pen to cover his entire right thumb...
That's why he kept rubbing his fingers together, in order to spread the magic paint evenly and completely cover the fingerprints.
Even if the ink gets on it, the chemicals in the magic pen will be diluted significantly. At the very least, it will damage the fingerprint and prevent it from forming.
After signing the contract, Ye Feng deliberately stood up and knocked his magic pen to the ground.
When you bend down to pick it up, take the opportunity to take out Makuko's pen and then put your own pen away.
This was to prevent the use of cameras in Markuko's office.
Because if his magic pen fell into the other party's hands, and with the camera footage and the Yellow-Nosed Clown's recording, a fingerprint test would still be able to identify him.
He was determined to do things perfectly, and he wouldn't leave that old fox any leverage over him.
Not only that, he also wanted to teach this old fox a lesson, pretending to be unwilling, and successfully swindled him out of 30 million.
Makuko had a card with him at the time, but Ye Feng knew that the other party could freeze the funds at any time.
So, under the pretext of fearing the other party might renege on their promise, he sent Qi Xiaoyan and her companions to collect the cash and return to China first, thus ensuring that the money would be safe and irretrievable.
Although Markuco was furious, he was a seasoned veteran who had seen it all, and he immediately guessed that the problem lay with the pen.
However, it's too late to change anything now; an unsigned contract and a blurry fingerprint are simply invalid.
"Ye Feng!" Makuko, who had been completely fooled, finally couldn't hold back anymore and roared at Ye Feng on the screen, his eyes even starting to bleed.
"You forced me into this! Even if you can't make money for me, you won't get away with it! I have the video of your crimes! You won't escape punishment for war crimes!"
Enraged, Markuko pulled out his last trump card...
Upon hearing this, Qi Xiaoyan and the others all looked at Ye Feng...
Ye Feng's smile did indeed fade somewhat...
He calmly pulled another cell phone out of his pocket; it was the satellite phone he used in the jungle.
"Old man, let me teach you another old Chinese proverb: 'You have Zhang Liang's plans, I have a ladder to climb over the wall...'"
After saying that, he pressed a few keys on his phone, and the sound of his conversation with Makuko came through.
When Ye Feng saw those helicopters and realized he had been infected, he immediately called Chou Chou and Makuko.
Without exception, he pressed record on every single one...
He even recorded the whole thing while he was in Markuko's office.
This contains many dialogues, and of course... the one currently playing is... the segment where Ye Feng is recounting all the plans Makuko has made for him, and Makuko readily admits it.
After this segment finished playing, Markuko remained completely unmoved, instead letting out a sinister laugh...
"You stupid yellow-skinned brat, so what if it's my voice? Don't you know that recordings can't be used as evidence?!"
But I have a video in my hand. You're dead!
Ye Feng sat up straight, not to be outdone, and retorted, "That's right, this can't be used as evidence, but when did I say I was going to use this to threaten you?"
Hey, have you thought about this? What if I compile this recording, upload it online first, then upload it to other websites... do you think your show would be ruined?
Then, I, as the champion, will embellish the story and expose your manipulation of the scheme, getting dozens of media outlets involved—for a company of your size…
"At that time... your Huijin Group and your fate probably won't be much better than mine, will it?"
“You!…” Markuko’s eyes widened in fury; these words seemed to have pierced his heart.
Whether abroad or in China, a show can be outrageous, unconventional, abstract, or even anti-human; as long as people watch it, it can still be profitable.
But there is one thing: the interests of the audience cannot be touched, nor can it incite public outrage.
The Marcus program itself is anti-humanitarian. If these dark things are exposed, it will cause a global sensation, just like the Big Daddy case decades ago.
Ultimately, he himself will be investigated and may even be imprisoned, and the higher-ups will also be unable to protect him.
Makuko is angry right now, but he is still able to tell what's important.
He was so angry that he glared and his whole body began to tremble violently. His old face was redder than Ye Feng and the others who had been drinking.
He had schemed his whole life, only to be outmaneuvered by a little kid in his old age.
"Hey, hey, don't be angry, and don't talk nonsense. I'm recording this. If you accidentally reveal any other information, I'll ask you for another 30 million." Ye Feng grinned, his face beaming with the smug smile of a victor.
"Let's leave it at that. As long as you don't mess around, I guarantee these recordings won't be leaked."
Alright, old man, you should read more military strategy while you're still alive. Thanks for the $30 million.
Tsk tsk... I'm really sorry, I never expected to find so much money while drilling into a condom.
No need for words of thanks, please don't look at your pen cap, bye-bye...
After Ye Feng made a provocative gesture by blowing a kiss, he immediately hung up the video call...
He tilted his head back, his eyes vacant, and exhaled a hot breath of alcohol...
At this point, he had escaped unscathed. However... this kind of killing game will continue to exist, and countless people will still fight for the 100,000 reward for signing a contract.
One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand. In this world, as long as interests exist, the struggle between human nature will never cease.
At this moment, Ye Feng decided that in the days to come, he would go live to warn all Chinese people of one thing: there will never be a free lunch unless you are the one with the bigger free lunch.
After hanging up the phone, Marko sat blankly in his boss's chair with red eyes.
This is so humiliating, so infuriating...
He had never been tricked like this in his entire life.
A moment later, he immediately pulled up the office's surveillance footage...
When he saw Ye Feng change the pen, he pressed the pause button...
Because Ye Feng in the video was also looking at the camera, and he was secretly making a middle finger gesture with his right hand.
"Ah!!!" At this moment, Markuko completely lost his usual composure, transforming into a desktop cleaning master, pushing everything on his desk to the floor...
Just as he was about to smash something, a sudden, sharp pain gripped his chest...
After all, he's over 60 years old, and he smokes, drinks, and has women every day. How could he possibly have no health problems at all?
He held onto the table with one hand and clutched his chest with the other, then slowly sat back down in the chair.
After a while, he remembered Ye Feng's last words...
"Don't look at the pen cap!"
"Hmph! I'd like to see what other tricks you've got up your sleeve!" Makuko got up again and found the pen among the scattered office supplies.
I pulled off the pen cap and saw five crooked letters engraved on it...and a smiling face. "FK YoU^v^"
"Ugh!" Markuko was instantly overcome with anxiety, and the feeling of his heart clenching violently returned, this time with even more intense pain than before.
He tried to press the button on the table to call his men, but the moment his hand touched the table, everything went black, and he collapsed to the ground...
(The End)
Final Speech – Thank you all for listening to my story. Originally, I planned to end the story after I escaped, but the reason I added this part is simply... Huabi (a Chinese online currency).
There was no other way; it wasn't easy to earn a little more money. I spent seven months writing this book, and I know there are many flaws, after all, it's my first time writing this type of book.
I will do better in my next book. If nothing unexpected happens, I will probably write another survival novel. I hope you can give me more feedback.
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