Chapter 282 - 281: Li Yang’s Revenge, Cripple His Leg

Chapter 282: Chapter 281: Li Yang’s Revenge, Cripple His Leg

Lin Feng and his friends were having a get-together.

It was their last chance to let loose before exams.

So, everyone had a great time.

Almost everyone had quite a bit to drink.

When Lin Feng was taking Su Ruoxi home, she finally voiced the worry that had been weighing on her mind.

"Brother Feng, are you sure there won’t be any trouble after you beat up that creep today?"

A faint worry now lingered in Su Ruoxi’s heart.

After all, she had overheard Li Yang mentioning his family’s business.

Li Yang’s family was in the coal business.

They must be a large and powerful enterprise.

If this incident caused trouble for Lin Feng,

that wouldn’t be good at all.

Lin Feng lay lazily on the bed. "Don’t worry, nothing will happen."

"Besides, if you’re nice to people like him, you’re just encouraging their bad behavior!"

"Plus, my company is quite large now. Whoever is backing him wouldn’t be very smart to pick a fight with me over a wastrel like that."

"A guy like Li Yang isn’t even on my radar."

The position Lin Feng now held was far beyond that of an ordinary person.

The more he was exposed to bigger circles, the more Lin Feng could recognize that truly capable people were extremely cautious about certain matters.

After all, as a decision-maker, any minor choice could impact the company or the industry in the future.

"You don’t need to worry about this. Just put your mind at ease."

Seeing the complete confidence on Lin Feng’s face, Su Ruoxi put the matter out of her mind.

In any case, Li Yang was the one who was in the wrong first.

...

「Meanwhile.」

After his son, Li Yang, had left, Li Weimin immediately had his subordinates thoroughly investigate Lin Feng.

When he learned that Lin Feng’s company was valued at over a billion,

Li Weimin’s brow had been furrowed ever since.

The owner of such a company, who also had an official partnership with Yang City University...

...didn’t seem like the type of person who would get into a physical fight himself, no matter how you looked at it.

Li Weimin knew his son’s temper very well. He knew it was entirely possible his son had started the trouble.

Besides, Lin Feng didn’t even live on campus.

The chances of the two of them even meeting were very low.

As he reviewed the information and thought things through to this point, a suspicion had already formed in Li Weimin’s mind.

No matter what had happened,

it was impossible that the boss of a major corporation would go out of his way to start trouble.

Li Weimin was a businessman himself, and he knew very well how much energy it took to run an entire company.

Even with capable subordinates, there were many things that required personal decisions and research.

Where would he find the energy to argue and fight with some random person?

Therefore, Li Weimin was fairly certain that his son was in the wrong.

When his secretary asked if he should contact this Lin Feng,

Li Weimin sighed heavily and threw his pen on the desk. "This troublesome wastrel, when will he ever grow up?"

"Stop the investigation. I know my own son; he must be the one at fault."

"Since that’s the case, don’t go looking for trouble with Lin Feng. As far as I’m concerned, this matter is over."

The secretary was also well aware of how unmotivated and ignorant President Li’s son was.

He was the one who had handled the paperwork for Li Yang’s admission to Yang City University.

President Li had directly donated a building, plus a "goodwill fee" of several million.

Only then did they get Li Yang admitted as a student with a special talent in the arts.

He had originally thought that sending this wastrel to such a prestigious university would allow him to absorb some culture.

Now it seemed it was like casting pearls before swine.

Li Weimin’s secretary sighed internally, turned, and left with a placid expression on his face.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out, he saw Li Yang, who had dyed his hair a different color.

Li Yang had waited all night but saw no sign of his father taking action.

He hadn’t even come to see him.

He started to feel that something was wrong.

In the past, whenever he came back asking his father to sort out his troubles,

Li Weimin would always give him some kind of update after the matter was resolved.

Then, he would show his fatherly affection and give Li Yang a little lecture.

This time was so abnormal that a suspicion began to form in Li Yang’s mind.

Seeing his father’s Secretary Jin emerge from the office, Li Yang immediately blocked his path.

"Secretary Jin, is my dad in the office?"

Li Yang asked flippantly.

Secretary Jin frowned slightly. ’I really hope I don’t get dragged into this,’ he thought.

Besides, Li Yang’s question was completely pointless.

Naturally, only his father, Li Weimin, could be working in the chairman’s office.

’How could the fact that I just walked out possibly mean the office is empty?’

But no matter how much Secretary Jin complained internally, he didn’t dare let it show on his face.

"The chairman is inside. He should have some time now, why don’t you go in and see him?"

Secretary Jin was about to leave after speaking, but Li Yang kept pestering him.

"Ah, Secretary Jin, you must have heard about my situation. I can’t just let someone beat me up for nothing. What does my dad plan to do?"

Secretary Jin groaned inwardly.

Li Weimin’s intention was clearly to let the matter drop.

But it seemed Young Master Li didn’t think the same way.

So, after a moment’s hesitation, Secretary Jin unhesitatingly pushed the responsibility back onto Li Weimin.

’After all, this is between the father and son. It’s best to let them sort it out themselves.’

"President Li is still considering your matter. You can go in and talk to him."

Secretary Jin said with a smile.

After saying that, he immediately sidestepped around him and walked away.

From the moment he heard Secretary Jin’s vague words, Li Yang already had a pretty good idea of the situation.

’It looks like my father really plans to just let this go.’

He’d never seen his father handle things this way when they dealt with those clueless nobodies in the past.

’Could it be just because Lin Feng has a company behind him?’

Although Li Yang was arrogant on the outside, he was still a little afraid of his father.

Now that he understood Li Weimin’s attitude,

Li Yang decided not to go into the office after all.

He turned and left.

...

Ever since he was a child,

because he had plenty of money,

and because he was obsessed with his reputation,

Li Yang had never lacked for sycophants around him.

In a bar, Li Yang viciously stubbed out his cigarette.

He grabbed a guy with dyed yellow hair who was always with him.

"Do something for me. Thirty thousand yuan when it’s done."

This "Yellow Hair" was a street punk.

He usually hung around Li Yang because he was a big spender.

The moment he heard there was extra cash to be made—thirty thousand yuan—

his eyes lit up. "What’s wrong? Did someone piss off Brother Li?"

Li Yang nodded, his expression dark.

"A guy named Lin Feng. Find a chance in the next couple of days and cripple one of his legs. The thirty thousand is yours."

When Yellow Hair heard this, he did a quick calculation in his head and a troubled look appeared on his face.

Li Yang’s expression grew even uglier. He asked Yellow Hair viciously, "What? You’re not going to take the money?"

Yellow Hair explained with a pained expression, "It’s like this, Brother Li. I’d be risking jail time for this job. Isn’t thirty thousand a little too low?"

"Then how much do you want?"

To Li Yang, any problem that could be solved with money wasn’t a real problem.

A glint of greed flashed in Yellow Hair’s eyes. "One million. For a million, I’ll cripple his leg, and I can make sure he never stands up again!"

Although Li Weimin didn’t strictly control Li Yang’s spending,

Li Yang was the type who couldn’t hold on to money.

If he had to come up with a million all at once, Li Yang couldn’t do it.

But he hated Lin Feng’s guts, and he absolutely couldn’t postpone this.

Li Yang gritted his teeth and nodded. "Fine. After it’s done, I’ll give you the money."

Yellow Hair shook his head. "That’s not how we do things in our line of work. We need a deposit. How about you show some goodwill, Brother Li?"

Looking pained, Li Yang transferred 300,000 yuan to Yellow Hair. "You know me. Once the job is done, I won’t short you the rest."

Yellow Hair grinned as he looked at the huge sum in his account, nodding eagerly. "Don’t worry, Brother Li, I’ll definitely cripple that little punk Lin Feng’s leg for you!"

Yellow Hair had been in the underworld for a long time.

He knew the crudest method was to find some guys to corner this Lin Feng in an alley and just break his leg.

Not only was that method dangerous, but it also came with a long prison sentence.

One wrong move, and you could spend the rest of your life behind bars.

Yellow Hair planned to use a motorcycle and disguise the whole thing as a traffic accident.

After all, Li Yang had money.

Even if he crippled the guy’s leg, they could afford the compensation afterward.

And this way, Yellow Hair could distance himself from it.

If he got a bit luckier and picked a spot without surveillance cameras,

he might not even have to go to jail at all.

Grinning at the thought, Yellow Hair began to put his plan into action.