"Father, can we allow ourselves to be shamed like this? If this goes on, you will surely lose face!"

 

He thought his father would immediately agree to smashing up the bar, but his dad unexpectedly said he wanted to sleep.

 

“Shut up!” replied Ji Jiangshan annoyed and his temper escalating. “What do you know about handling things? There’s a correct way to do things. Being reasonable is not a flaw. Do you think these are the days when people took up kitchen knives to take revenge?" Ji Jiangshan barked.

 

"Dad, what are we afraid of? We have money and we have people. Uncle Jia is a public security chief who’ll protect us! After wrecking the bar we should go to their bathroom and stash some heroin, and then have Uncle Jia send in a few people to check, that will lead them to shut down their bar. Zhao Jun will have to apologize to us then!"

 

"Do you think Zhao Jun, who has been a gangster for so many years, would not know Jia Quan? You idiotic boy, grow a brain!" said Ji Jiangshan anxiously. “Without the protection of Jia Quan, could Zhao Jun and his fellows have survived this long?"

 

A gloomy expression passed through Ji Dongchen’s eyes, but he immediately changed the subject, and said, "Dad, there is something I think you should know."

 

"What...?"

 

"I have called Meng Zhaolin. He recently had rhinitis, and he was resting when I called him. After listening to me talking about all this stuff, he said he would contact me tomorrow, and then he hung up."

 

"Meng Zhaolin? What do you want him with him?"

 

Ji Jiangshan and Meng Zhaolin were familiar with each other, but only in a superficial way based on mutual interest, which was neither good nor bad.

 

"He and Zhao Jun have quarreled. The Outer Ring Road project they worked on together seems to have ended unpleasantly, and I heard that Meng Zhaolin wants to open the largest nightclub in Tianhe, which is openly against Zhao Jun. If we do something now, they... "

 

While Ji Dongchen was going on about his little plan, Ji Jiangshan listened to his own thoughts and fell into meditation. "Little boy, do you realize how deep this goes? These people will chew you up and not even spit out your bones if you get involved with them. You aren’t going to be able to come out of this unscathed!”  

His father continued, “Really! You just had to piss me off tonight!"

 

Ji Jianghsang started going upstairs to his bedroom. "I will deal with this when I wake up tomorrow. Letting you run around acting like an evil jackass will drive me insane sooner or later."

 

After listening to him, Ji Dongchen nodded thoughtfully, and a sly smile appeared on his mouth.

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Sleeping till nine o'clock morning, Qin Feng stretched and dragged himself toward the toilet.

 

Half-asleep, he opened the bathroom door, only to hear a scream that resounded throughout the entire house.

 

He discovered that the girl who shared the apartment with him was squatting on the toilet with a comic book in her hand.

 

Qin Feng’s eyes went wide in surprise. Embarrassed, bewildered, and anxious, he slunk back to his room.

 

Not long after, he vaguely heard the toilet flush.

 

“She's coming out. Will she come after me?"

 

Qin Feng nervously waited in his room. She was the first tenant. The bedroom with the balcony was occupied by her. Her room was the first bedroom when entering the house. The middle room was the couple’s. The innermost room was Qin Feng’s.

 

It was a good apartment. All three bedrooms were facing the sun, while the living room, bathroom, kitchen, and dining room were all in the shade.

 

Bang, bang, bang!

 

A violent knocking came from the bedroom door.

 

Busted.

 

Qin Feng sighed in his heart. "Here comes trouble. On his first day living there, the landowner warned Qin Feng that Zhu Fei, who lived in the first bedroom, was not easy to deal with. She could mess up her bedroom and the entire building. If she hadn’t paid three years’ rent in advance, the landowner would have already kicked her out."

 

There was no way around it. He opened the doors reluctantly. Qin Feng squeezed out an embarrassed smile. "I didn't see anything..."

 

"You’re full of shit! If that were true, why are you heading out?"

 

Zhu Fei had her hair down, was wearing a pink lace skirt, and a top with a deep neckline, exposing her collarbone and cleavage. The skirt hung roughly 10 centimeters above knee, showing off her long, slender white legs. She showed just the right amount of skin while leaving enough to the imagination.

 

Her facial features were extremely delicate. Her face was white and was somewhat like a natural jade green crystal. She had clear thin lips; her eyelashes blinking with anger and a bit of cuteness and playfulness.

 

"I only saw a comic book..."

 

"Humph! Men are pigs."

 

Zhu Fei grabbed Qin Feng's collar and shouted, "My room’s lightbulb broke; help me change it!"

 

Qin Feng thought he was going to be tortured. His nervous heartbeat calmed down when he realized his punishment was merely to change a lightbulb.

 

"We are neighbors. We’ll be seeing each other all the time. If there is anything you want me to do, just call me." Qin Feng smiled and easily got familiar with the beauty.

 

"Well, then... you can take out my trash from now on."

 

She didn't show any courtesy. She pushed open her bedroom door, and a faint female fragrance flowed out. Her bedroom was exquisite. Although she rented a single bedroom, she still had high standards for her life. If she had so much money that she could afford to pay 3 years’ rent in advance, why not rent an entire apartment for herself? This would have saved her the earlier bathroom incident.

 

"Floor tiles, wallpaper, window shutters, custom wardrobe. Is this all new?"

 

Qin Feng was astonished looking at the room, feeling a little overwhelmed. He felt like he had walked into a demo room in a new luxury apartment building. The crystal ceiling was gorgeous, it was definitely expensive. All this stuff must have cost at least twenty or thirty thousand Yuan.

 

Most of the people who rented single bedrooms were wage earners. People would only take with them a half-rotten table when they moved out, not to mention any decorations they brought in. Zhu Fei couldn’t possibly take those decorations away if she moved. If she left, the landlord would get everything.

 

How strange. How could there be such a person?

 

Being careless, but having a lot of money?

 

Zhu Fei took out two bottles of Bama mineral water and threw them at Qin Feng. "It’s just a small broken lamp; can you fix it?"

 

"It should be simple." Qin Feng stepped on the table. He took two minutes to fix it.

 

When he flicked the light switch, light filled the room.

 

"Aren't you going to work?" Qin Feng asked curiously.

 

This girl had quite an aristocratic temperament. She seemed to be from a well-off family, but she was renting a room in this old apartment house. Qin Feng couldn’t wrap his head around it.

 

"I'm a freelancer and I don't work."

 

Zhu Fei glanced at Qin Feng, "Your body smells very bad."

 

"Does it?"

 

Qin Feng sniffed under his arm, it really did smell of oily soup. It was only then that he remembered fighting at the noodle stall last night. The noodles he was eating had splattered all over him. After returning home, he was too sleepy to shower. "I'm sorry," he said, “I'm going to take a shower."

 

"I'll take a bath first. I’ll feel weird if you go first."

 

When Zhu Fei had just moved in, she felt that the water heater was not effective enough, and she demanded the best model in the market from the landlord.

 

"We can save water and shower together?"

 

Qin Feng said with a wink at Zhu Fei, boldly challenging her limits.