Chapter 12 Guilty Conscience

These anxieties and jitters, mixed together, finally felt like a long-dormant volcano on the verge of eruption.

"So, my old man believed it?"

In this life, there's nothing one shouldn't fear.

But a guilty conscience is something difficult to gloss over.

"So? My dad knows everything?"

"Did you just meet my dad?"

Realizing he had run into Lü Feng and Lin Mei, Zhang Dong quickly asked.

Seeing Lü Feng nod.

Zhang Dong finally understood that this matter was likely confirmed.

Fifty million, Zhang Dong had explained it layer by layer.

Even though, at this moment, Zhang Dong wished he could kill Lü Feng.

It was this kid who, at the banquet, said something he shouldn't have, which finally aroused Zhang Ke's suspicion.

But now, finding a way to smooth this over was the most important thing.

So much so that Zhang Dong, despite hating the kid in front of him.

He still had to face him, suppressing his inner frenzy as much as possible.

Showing his respect.

"What's his name?"

Zhang Dong was at a loss.

Lin Mei immediately said, "Lü Feng."

"Mr. Lü, I was a bit rash just now, I apologize. What exactly did you say to my dad about this matter?"

Lü Feng was very casual.

"I didn't say anything."

Lü Feng indeed hadn't said anything.

When Zhang Ke asked him, he had simply, following normal logic, deduced his judgment in front of Zhang Ke.

As for whether Zhang Ke ultimately believed it, that was not Lü Feng's concern.

But the more it was like this, the more Zhang Dong felt it was not simple.

"How about this!"

Looking at the time, it had been a minute and a half since the call came.

Zhang Dong said, "Mr. Lü, the person who tied the knot must untie it. Why don't you help me with this?"

"Of course, this help won't be for free. By the way, I'm not firing you, and from now on, I'll give you double, no, triple salary. How about that?"

People like Zhang Dong, when faced with trouble, their first reaction is to use money to solve it.

This is the logic of the rich.

But Lü Feng wasn't swayed by this.

Looking at Lü Feng's indifferent demeanor, Zhang Dong felt as if countless blades were churning wildly in his heart.

"How about this, tell me, what condition would make you help me?"

Zhang Dong had no idea what to do about this matter himself.

"Kneel down!"

"What?"

Before Zhang Dong's astonishment could erupt.

Lü Feng said, "Let's forget about that. We're all adults, no childish games. Didn't you have a video just now?"

"Yes, yes, yes, the video, the video. I'll delete it, I'll delete it!"

Saying this, Zhang Dong immediately offered his phone.

Lin Mei took the phone and, beep, beep.

Immediately deleted the video completely.

Seeing this, Lin Mei was relieved.

The moment she looked at Lü Feng, she felt a hint of emotion towards the young man, beyond admiration.

Lü Feng wasn't interested in watching the man kowtow and apologize in front of him.

He handed the phone back to Zhang Dong.

"Alright, hold onto it. Once you go in, just say you were tricked. As for kneeling and kowtowing, be as realistic as possible. As for the person you bought, you need to explain things well. And the accounts. You are, after all, Old Zhang's son. A father wouldn't harm his own child!"

"Okay, okay!"

Hearing this, Zhang Dong felt as if he had heard a gospel from the heavens in the depths of despair.

His muddled and anxious brain, like a paste, finally had a moment of clarity.

"Thank you!"

Without waiting to finish, Zhang Dong hurriedly ran towards Zhang Ke.

After the man left, Lin Mei went downstairs and got into the car.

Lin Mei couldn't help but admire and say with surprise, "Lü Feng, you really have some skill. I like you more and more."

These words were purely her heartfelt confession.

However, the moment Lin Mei spoke the word "like," her face couldn't help but blush.

"Oh, I mean, I admire you."

Realizing Lü Feng hadn't noticed this detail, Lin Mei gave an awkward smile.

"Lü Feng, I'll take you to my place later. I have a spare room there, it's not big, a bit run-down. I hope you don't mind."

Mind?

Lü Feng wouldn't mind.

When Lü Feng descended the mountain, he had been contemplating where he would settle himself.

Three hundred yuan wasn't enough to sleep in the city for a week.

Now, having a small place to stay was already good enough.

Why would he mind?

Moreover, the moment Lü Feng and Lin Mei arrived at the room.

Lü Feng felt even more embarrassed to say the word "mind."

Before him was a house of a hundred square meters.

Although the house was a bit old, built eight years ago.

The renovation and furniture were all complete.

It made Lü Feng's eyes dazzle.

Crystal chandeliers.

Upholstered vintage sofas.

If this was still considered shabby, then Lü Feng had nothing more to say.

Perhaps, to the rich like Lin Mei, these were synonyms for old and worn out.

Lü Feng remembered a famous artist.

Who once said, no matter how poor you are, you earn at least ten thousand yuan a month, right?

Can it be less than that?

This is the gap between the rich and ordinary people.

"There's water and electricity here. Oh, right, there's also a mobile phone inside the drawers and cabinets. I'll top up your phone credit, and you can use it once you charge it. For clothes, these are all ladies'. For men's, there's a mall downstairs. Rest for a bit, and I'll take you around later."

Lin Mei glanced at the few ridiculously unfashionable clothes in Lü Feng's bag.

Lü Feng didn't pursue these things.

"The clothes are fine, as long as I have a phone!"

Coming to the big city without a phone is like being unable to move.

It's hard to find someone.

Let alone finding Dong Ye in the vast sea of people.

As for what to wear.

The clothes Lü Feng brought, though a bit old.

Were comfortable to wear.

When it came to clothes, Lü Feng's principle was always to wear whatever was comfortable.

Lin Mei said nothing, placed the key on the table, and turned on the power.

She glanced at Lü Feng, "Help me buy some drinks downstairs! I want milk tea, a large one."

"Okay!"

Up to this point, Lü Feng was indeed a bit thirsty.

Although Lü Feng had eaten quite a bit at the banquet.

But that red wine was truly unpleasant.

Lü Feng pocketed the money and walked straight downstairs.

Soon, he had a few bottles of iced cola and a large cup of milk tea.

When he was on the mountain.

Lü Feng did have opportunities to go down the mountain to purchase things.

However, such opportunities were very rare.

He had seen iced cola.

But Lü Feng had only drunk it a few times.

It was summer, and he was thirsty.

Taking a sip of this was simply too comfortable.

Before long, Lü Feng had arrived at the entrance.

Just as he was about to take out his key to open the door.

At this moment, Lü Feng's heart sank.

"Oh no, I left the key inside the door!"