Chapter 29 Please Don't Play with Fire
"My return since last year has been over 50%. May I ask what the return is, Reporter Lin?"
There was a look of contempt in Li Feng's eyes.
If his guess was correct, Lin Menghan had chosen the wrong stocks and had stopped losses several times, so the rate of return must have been terrible.
"I...I...what does my rate of return have to do with you?"
When Lin Menghan heard this, a trace of sadness appeared on her face.
Since last year, she has changed stocks and stopped losses many times, and her loss has increased from 10% to as much as 20% without her realizing it!
Compared with Li Feng's, this performance is a world of difference.
This was unbelievable and difficult for her to accept.
Li Feng saw the expression on her face, smiled and said:
"It seems that Reporter Lin's profitability isn't good. However, if Reporter Lin is willing to accept me as his disciple, I will, despite all the grudges, accept you as my apprentice. With just a few pointers, I guarantee you'll be able to turn a loss into a profit."
"You...you...Li Feng, don't go too far!"
When Lin Menghan heard this, her face changed drastically because she remembered the bet they made in the Rolling Stone Restaurant last time.
According to the bet, if she loses, she will have to become Li Feng's disciple.
But, how could I, Lin Menghan, lose?
Even if I lose, I will never take him as my master!
"Hahaha……"
Li Feng laughed and turned to leave.
Yao Jiu was confused and asked, "Sister Lin, this..."
"roll……"
Lin Menghan was in a bad mood. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She stepped down and hit Yao Jiu's foot right on the instep. He grimaced in pain, but he could do nothing about it.
"Just wait, Li Feng, I won't let you go!"
Lin Menghan was so angry that she left in a rage.
After watching Lin Menghan leave, Li Feng was in a good mood, so he took a bus, enjoying the scenery while slowly heading home.
After getting off the car, it was already past ten o'clock. Li Feng thought that Zhao Xinyue must still be in bed, so he went straight to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables.
"Well, it's been cold these days, let's make some mutton hotpot."
Li Feng muttered to himself and started shopping.
A box of mutton rolls, some fish balls, crab sticks, and shrimp slices, plus sesame paste, baby cabbage, spinach, lettuce, potatoes, sweet potatoes, tofu, etc., plus a large box of winter dates, a bag of Red Fuji apples, and a bag of tangerines. Li Feng carried several large bags in his hands, and his hands were so tired that they ached.
"Xinyue, open the door..."
Li Feng couldn't free his hands, so he kicked the door with his feet, making a "bang" and "bang" sound.
"Here it comes—here it comes—"
Zhao Xinyue shouted as she ran over in her pajamas and slippers and opened the door.
"So many things? Are we having hot pot for lunch?"
As Zhao Xinyue said this, she was about to take the plastic bag from Li Feng's hand.
Li Feng stepped aside and said, "No, no, don't get your hands dirty. I can handle it myself. It's not much."
As he said that, he picked it up and put it on the dining table, almost knocking over the two cups on the table.
Looking at the two glasses, Li Feng was stunned and asked:
"Are there any guests at home?"
"Well, um, I'm going to go wash the winter dates first."
As she spoke, Zhao Xinyue ran to the kitchen with the winter dates in her hand, feeling guilty. The sound of water splashing could be heard from the kitchen.
Li Feng frowned slightly and looked towards the bedroom.
guest?
Who is it?
Just as I was wondering, a figure walked out of the bedroom.
It was Lin Menghan.
She was wearing a black silk pajamas with her long hair hanging down. As she walked, whether intentionally or unintentionally, a pair of beautiful and slender legs were revealed from under the pajamas, vaguely visible and very tempting.
"Why are you here?" Li Feng asked in surprise.
"Why can't I be here?" Lin Menghan said proudly.
But when she returned to the unit, she became more and more angry, so she used all kinds of tricks to coax Zhao Xinyue to change her mind, and she took the opportunity to come here.
"This is my home. Why are you here?" Li Feng asked with a frown.
This Lin Menghan is really haunting.
I just scolded her at the opening ceremony this morning.
But unexpectedly,
Within a few hours, he actually ran to his house.
Looking at Zhao Xinyue's expression, Lin Menghan must have given her a lot of sweet talk.
Hearing this, Lin Menghan smiled lightly and said, "It seems that this is also my best friend's house. I miss her, so I came to see her. Is there anything wrong with that?"
As she spoke, she walked over gracefully. As she walked, she twisted her body unconsciously, revealing her curves and curves, looking very charming.
Li Feng turned his head away, forcing himself not to look at her blood-spurting figure, and warned in a low voice:
"Lin Menghan, don't play with fire."
"I just like playing with fire,"
Lin Menghan was extremely proud. She tiptoed and slowly approached Li Feng's body. She opened her red lips slightly, her eyebrows and eyes were like silk, and whispered softly, "Master... your disciple..."
"you--"
Li Feng had no choice but to take a step back, and his back suddenly hit the wall cabinet. He had nowhere to retreat.
"master……"
Seeing this, Lin Menghan took advantage of the situation and took another step forward, sticking close to Li Feng's body, ready to use the same trick again.
"Li Feng—Meng Han—what are you talking about?"
It was Zhao Xinyue who was in the kitchen. She heard the two people whispering, but couldn't hear clearly, so she asked out loud.
"Xinyue, I just want to discuss stocks with Li Feng. Do you want to come and learn with me?"
Lin Menghan licked her red lips and looked at the ambiguous figures of the two people with a strange smile in her eyes.
As long as Zhao Xinyue walked out of the kitchen and saw this intimate scene between the two, she would definitely be jealous.
By then...
Hehehehe.
Li Feng, you'll have to bear the consequences!
Xinyue, there is really no good thing about men.
"Really? I'll go and study too."
Zhao Xinyue turned off the faucet and was about to go out.
At this moment, Li Feng's eyes suddenly became fierce.
Looking at Lin Menghan who was so close to him was like looking at a skeleton.
Lin Menghan felt something was wrong and was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, Li Feng suddenly stretched out his right hand and clamped her wrist like a pair of pliers.
With another swipe, he brought her to the kitchen door and shouted:
"Xinyue, I just accepted reporter Lin as my apprentice to learn how to trade stocks."
"Huh?" Zhao Xinyue was confused.
"Come, Reporter Lin, meet your master's wife." As he said that, Li Feng pushed Lin Menghan into the kitchen.
"Master's wife?"
Lin Menghan looked at Zhao Xinyue with a look of surprise.
"You are my apprentice, I am your master, Xinyue is my wife, isn't she your master's wife? Is there anything wrong with that?" Li Feng refused to give in and walked into the kitchen.
“This…this…”
Lin Menghan opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.
How can you say that?
Zhao Xinyue had been her best friend for seven or eight years, and in the blink of an eye she had become her master's wife, a whole generation older than her. This was really hard to accept.
"Call her Master's Wife quickly. There is an order of hierarchy, and there is a difference between master and disciple. You are a reporter, you should know that, right?" Li Feng continued.
"Master...you...he..."
The situation took a turn for the worse, and Lin Menghan was at a loss as to how to respond.
When she saw Li Feng's cold, teasing, and slightly mocking expression, her eyes turned red and tears began to flow.
When have I, Lin Menghan, ever suffered such injustice?
I, Lin Menghan, am a princess at home, a top student at school, and a goddess at work. I have always been successful. How could I have met someone like Li Feng?
Targeting me everywhere.
Not only did he steal her best friend Xinyue's heart, but he also openly mocked her for her poor stock trading skills and took advantage of her.
The more Lin Menghan thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt, and her tears flowed faster and faster, until she finally burst into tears.
Zhao Xinyue had never seen Lin Menghan so sad before. She glared at Li Feng and said, "Li Feng, why are you so angry? Look, you made Menghan cry, didn't you?"
"This? Me?"
"Wash the vegetables yourself. The hot pot will be ready soon. Let's go and rest for a while..." Zhao Xinyue pulled the sobbing Lin Menghan back to the bedroom.
Alas, this woman, once she cries, even the unreasonable ones become reasonable.
Li Feng shook his head helplessly, washed vegetables, cut tofu, peeled sweet potatoes, mixed sesame paste, added seasonings... and started to prepare the hot pot.
After a while, the hot pot was placed on the table.
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