Chapter Thirteen: Jinje Grand Hotel (Part Two)

"Yun Yun? Why does that name sound so familiar? Could it be that policewoman sister?" Ye Feng glanced in that direction.

Hong Di, after what happened earlier, had completely submitted to Ye Feng. Now, seeing Ye Feng frown and look toward where the voice had come from, he felt that the noise had disturbed the boss. "Boss, I'll go next door and teach them a lesson."

"No need! We're all here to have fun. They're happy, we should be happy too. Just ignore them." Ye Feng had no desire to act like some gangster, where no matter where you went, only you could laugh, and if you heard anyone else laugh, you’d cut off their arm in a fit of rage.

"But they've disturbed you, boss. No problem, I'll be back soon! Brothers, let's stand up for our boss!" Hong Di shouted, and the others began to stand.

"Stay right where you are!" Ye Feng bellowed, glaring at Hong Di. "Do you not understand what I'm saying?"

Under Ye Feng's intense gaze, Hong Di broke out in a cold sweat, that same intimidating aura striking his nerves again. "B-boss, they disturbed you! I..."

"Acting clever, are you!" Ye Feng snorted coldly.

Ye Feng hadn't expected such a lively scene the moment he arrived, but since there was dissatisfaction as soon as he walked in, it was a test for him. If he didn't fight back, it would be even harder later on. Now, people were using his name to do bad things.

Actually, many bosses had no intention of oppressing others. It was always the underlings who "acted clever," doing things that seemed to be for the boss, but only made things worse. Such people were the most detestable, unwittingly dragging the boss into unethical and unjust situations.

"Since we're on the topic, let me say this: First, I'm only here in name. Handle your internal affairs yourselves; if you need help, I'll step in. But don't use my name to do bad things! If I find out, I won't let you off lightly. Second, don't spread my name everywhere. I want to live a quiet life." Ye Feng spoke sternly, deciding to say everything that needed to be said all at once, since the atmosphere was already tense.

"Alright, everyone sit down. What Brother Feng just said is exactly the condition he agreed to be our boss. You don't know, but I had to beg him on my knees for this! If you disrespect him, get lost!" Hong Tian shouted.

Ye Feng understood Hong Tian was deliberately lowering himself to boost Ye Feng’s reputation. Though Ye Feng was formidable, within the group he certainly didn’t have as much prestige as Hong Tian.

"Open the wine! Fill the glasses! Let's toast our boss together!" Hong Tian felt all had been said, and now it was time to drink.

"Brothers, from today, we're family. What I said earlier was harsh, but it's better to say it now than wait till trouble comes. I'll drink first!" Ye Feng, who had put on a stern face since he entered, knew that as the boss he couldn't keep acting like that.

"Cheers!"

During the drinking, each brother introduced himself in turn. The only one Ye Feng remembered was Hong Di—easy to recall, and his name was only different from Hong Tian by a single character.

Hong Di and Hong Tian were sworn brothers, having founded the Hong Tian group together, thus taking the names Hong Tian and Hong Di. Hong Tian was the leader; Hong Di was his right-hand man.

Ye Feng noticed that although this student street was just the southern part and its clientele were all students, the profits were substantial.

Suddenly, Ye Feng remembered something and quickly called for Bai Tian’s underling to come over. He chose this underling because he knew the man was loyal and sincerely admired him.

"Hand over your phone."

"My phone?" The underling didn’t know what it was for, but handed it over quickly.

Ye Feng pulled up his WeChat payment code and transferred him five thousand yuan.

"Boss, what's this for?"

"Boss, I need your help with something."

"Boss, just tell me what you need."

"Go buy me an OPPO R17 and a black chicken. The rest is your delivery fee! The phone must be pink, the chicken black!" Ye Feng remembered Xia Ling didn’t have a phone, making it inconvenient to contact her. She wanted black chicken soup, and if he waited any longer, the supermarket would close.

The underling figured the phone would cost at most four thousand, and the chicken not much more. He’d pocket over a thousand. The boss was indeed generous.

"Boss, there's no need to pay, we..." The underling wanted to say more, but Ye Feng cut him off.

"Go quickly!"

"You guys keep drinking, I’ll use the restroom." Having been toasted by so many, Ye Feng drank quite a bit, his head fuzzy. But he'd practiced the Clear Heart Technique since childhood; his alcohol tolerance was so high he didn’t even know the limit.

He circulated the Clear Heart Technique through his meridians, quickly sobering up, and the alcohol, together with water, became urine.

Just as Ye Feng was about to relieve himself, someone approached.

"Young Master Shen, how did we do? We got that Man Yun Yun pretty drunk." A man said lewdly.

"Not bad," another replied, his voice excited. "If I can get that slut tonight, you’ll earn a big merit. I’ll call my father and get you promoted."

"Thank you for your concern, Young Master Shen! She’ll definitely be yours tonight," the man said confidently.

Their footsteps drew closer. "Shen Yingjie! Man Yun Yun? Policewoman sister?" Ye Feng quickly hid in the restroom. From inside, he could hear the rushing water outside. He quietly opened the recorder on his phone—phones really were convenient these days.

"Oh? Why are you so sure I’ll sleep with her tonight?" Shen Yingjie asked, interested.

"I slipped a dose of aphrodisiac into her drink earlier. Once it kicks in, she’s all yours."

"That drug... is it reliable?" Shen Yingjie asked.

"Rest assured, you’ll be satisfied! Haha..."

"Man Yun Yun, I’ve chased you so long and you won’t let me touch you. Tonight, I’ll see how you escape me. After tonight, hmph!" Shen Yingjie said viciously.

"Young Master Shen, we’ll all leave soon. The presidential suite upstairs is ready for you; here’s the room card!" The man handed over a gold card, his hand visibly trembling. One night in that suite cost over ten thousand. He’d really splurged this time.

Shen Yingjie, used to the high life, easily saw through the man’s nervousness. "Don’t worry, that office director position is yours! You did well today!"

"Thank you for your support, Young Master Shen! But it was your idea, letting me pretend to throw a birthday party for Xiao Wang."

"Haha..."

After a while, their footsteps faded away.

"They’re here too? So they must be next door. The Yun Yun they were calling really is the policewoman sister; they’re getting her drunk." After finishing up, Ye Feng quickly exited. "Policewoman sister, what kind of people do you associate with?"

As Ye Feng came out, Shen Yingjie and his group entered their private room.

Ye Feng called another of Bai Tian's underlings. "Go stand guard at the door. If the people next door leave, come and tell me right away."

"Yes!"

"Did they offend you?" Hong Tian saw Ye Feng’s arrangements and knew he must have a reason.

"It’s nothing! Let’s keep drinking!"

About ten minutes later, the underling at the door ran in. "Brother Feng, a group just left!"

"Good, I got it."

"Do you need us to do anything?" Hong Tian could tell his boss was planning something.

Ye Feng knew those people were from the police bureau. If he involved Hong Tian’s group, it would be bad for them if things escalated.

"Hong Tian, you stay. Find a car to take me home later. The rest disperse."

Just then, Ye Feng’s phone and black chicken were delivered.

"Brothers, I’ve got something to handle tonight, so I won’t stay—I'll make it up to you later." With that, Ye Feng quickly left the private room.

"Except for Xiao Liu, everyone else can leave," Hong Tian announced.

He noticed Shen Yingjie was outside, seeing his guests off. Ye Feng listened carefully; aside from the surrounding noise, he could distinctly hear heavy breathing from their room.

"Seems she’s alone now."

Ye Feng slipped into their room.

He saw Man Yun Yun sprawled on the sofa. She was wearing a white short-sleeved blouse, with one or two buttons undone.

"So hot!" Man Yun Yun kept tugging at her clothes.

"Disgusting!" Ye Feng cursed.

Next door, Hong Tian and his group had left, and Shen Yingjie, after seeing them off, rushed impatiently back to the room. "Tonight, I’ll take good care of you."

Shen Yingjie ran right into the group coming out, but he was in too much of a hurry to care.

"Yun Yun, I’m here!" Shen Yingjie charged into the room.

Ye Feng hid behind the door.

Man Yun Yun was breathing heavily, her flesh-colored stockings torn in places by her own hands.

Seeing this, Shen Yingjie took a deep breath. "You look so pure! Let’s go."

"Where to?"

"The presidential suite, of course. You’re really—" Suddenly, Shen Yingjie realized the voice was a man’s. His hair stood on end.

"Who’s there?"

"You really are despicable!"

Shen Yingjie spun around and saw a familiar, terrifying face. "Ye Feng! What are you doing?"

"I’ll say this once: if you try anything with her, I'll make sure you never have children! I mean what I say, don’t doubt me." With that, Ye Feng chopped Shen Yingjie’s neck, knocking him out cold.

Ye Feng looked at the woman in heat before him and was troubled. What to do? Take her home? He didn’t know her address. Leave her here? That wasn’t an option.

In the end, Ye Feng grit his teeth and made a difficult decision. "Better take her home."

As he bent to pick her up, from this angle, he could see her curves more clearly than ever, a sight that lingered in the mind. Ye Feng banished all stray thoughts and simply lifted her up.

But Ye Feng was pure-minded; the woman in his arms was not. The moment her skin touched such a masculine body, her desire ignited instantly.

...

Ye Feng carried her out and returned to his own private room, where Hong Tian and an underling were waiting.

Instantly, both men’s eyes filled with admiration. So quickly, he had gotten himself a striking beauty, who was even quite eager.

"Brother Feng, you’re amazing! We little brothers can only dream of being so bold!" Hong Tian gave him a thumbs-up.

"Enough nonsense. Take my things and give us a ride home!" Ye Feng saw that if they kept going, they'd die of admiration for him.

"Where to? The hotel?" Hong Tian grinned mischievously, imagining what would happen next.

"Of course to my home." Ye Feng shot him a look.

"Impressive! Your wife’s at home, and you dare bring another woman back!" Hong Tian once again looked at him with awe. Earlier that afternoon, they’d sent him and his wife home themselves.

Ye Feng felt helpless with these two and said, "You’ve got sharp eyes, and your admiration is well placed—your brother is just that attractive!"

A little while later, Xiao Liu drove up in a BMW, and the three got in. Man Yun Yun kept muttering indecent words, which Hong Tian and Xiao Liu up front found thrilling.

Soon, they reached Ye Feng’s neighborhood. Ye Feng carried Man Yun Yun upstairs.

"Boss, where to?"

"Heaven on Earth," Hong Tian panted.

...

"Ling’er, Ling’er… Open the door!"

After a while, Xia Ling came over. "Forgot your key?"

As Xia Ling opened the door, she saw Ye Feng’s appearance. He was carrying a woman, his clothes shredded, his neck and face scratched up, and covered in lipstick marks.

"Pervert!"