Chapter 37: Lin Feng, It’s Been a Long Time!

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"Big sister, how come brother-in-law is just a security guard?"

In the Fang household.

Fang Minghao held his phone, staring incredulously at Fang Ziyue.

"I should be asking you that!" Fang Ziyue looked at her brother with disappointment, feeling exasperated. After all this time, Lin Feng turned out to be just a lowly security guard at Yihan Group. No wonder he could afford to drive a Rolls Royce...

"That's impossible!"

Fang Minghao shot to his feet, disbelief written all over his face. "I saw it with my own eyes—the female driver showed brother-in-law such respect. How could a security guard get that kind of treatment?"

Indeed, Yihan Group ranked among the top three businesses in Beijing. They would never let a security guard casually drive such a luxury sports car, would they? Especially since Lin Feng had just been kicked out of the Xu family and had only started working at Yihan Group less than a month ago...

Unless Lin Feng already knew people at Yihan Group.

Fang Ziyue clenched her phone, gritting her teeth. "Minghao, are you sure you saw clearly? Didn't drink too much and see things blurry?"

Fang Minghao pounded his chest, vowing, "Sis, I swear I saw it! And I didn't even get a chance to drink that night..."

Fang Ziyue's gaze grew heavy.

So, Lin Feng had already prepared an escape route for himself, clinging to such powerful connections...

No wonder, when the Xu family expelled him, he had not shown the slightest sign of heartbreak.

Yihan Group—her idea of a true elite family!

Compared to them, that Young Master Yu was nothing, not even fit to carry their shoes. Just a wave from any shareholder in Yihan Group could make small businesses tremble in fear.

After pondering for a moment, she said to Fang Minghao, "Minghao, help me find a car. We're going to Yihan Group to look for him!"

Fang Minghao was momentarily stunned, "Sis, he's just a security guard. Why do we need to look for him?"

"You're hopeless!" Fang Ziyue smacked him on the head. "Think about it: this matter blew up, yet Yihan Group hasn't said a word about firing him. Do you think his connections are simple?"

Fang Minghao suddenly understood, ignoring his headache and nodding repeatedly at Fang Ziyue, ingratiating himself. "Sis, you're amazing. You see right through it..."

"Enough with the flattery. Hurry up and get ready—we're going now," urged Fang Ziyue as she strode into her bedroom to change.

....

When the meeting ended, Liu Tianhan left.

Lin Feng and Li Hao grabbed a quick bite at the Shangsheli Hotel before heading back to the company.

They still had to work as usual in the afternoon.

There was no time to play with their phones—Lin Feng had barely returned before he was called out for patrol.

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"Damn it, they don't give us a moment's rest..." grumbled Li Hao by his side.

Lin Feng raised his brows, laughing, "Laborers have a laborer's spirit. If we aren't squeezed dry, how can we call ourselves workers?"

Li Hao looked at Lin Feng deeply and sighed. "Hey, you usually just barely punch in for work. Why are you so keen today?"

Lin Feng pursed his lips and replied coolly, "I love working."

Li Hao: "..."

He sized Lin Feng up, then reached out to touch his forehead. "You don't have a fever. Are you mentally unstable?"

Li Hao had no idea—Lin Feng had fought hard for the chance to work outside. How could he not be enthusiastic?

If he wasn't, he'd be locked up and tormented by Chu Lingshuang, forced back into that enormous villa, living with no freedom...

By comparison, Lin Feng found his current life much more carefree.

The two circled the company's building perimeter, and it was almost time to clock out. Everyone returned to the break room to pack up and get ready to leave.

Lin Feng pulled out his phone to check the time. As soon as he unlocked it, he saw a message notification.

He opened it—Xia Qingqing had messaged him half an hour ago.

"Brother Lin Feng, why did you beat up Young Master Xu?!"

Lin Feng’s eyelid twitched. What—Xia Qingqing already knew?

He replied, "Aren't you resting at home?"

"Yeah, I took three days off from the company. Still lying in bed. I'll be back at work tomorrow..."

Xia Qingqing answered, then quickly followed up, "What happened? I saw the news—you weren't hurt, were you?"

News?!

Lin Feng froze and instinctively opened the trending news app.

#Yihan Group Security Guard Assaults Xu Family Young Master#

What?!

How could such a trivial matter make the trending list?

He clicked in—real-time news. They even revealed his name...

Damn it, Chu Lingshuang must be insane!

Is she so dissatisfied with his peaceful life that she deliberately stirs up trouble for him?

Lin Feng felt like punching someone. He opened the chat with Xia Qingqing, about to reply, when someone called his name.

"Lin Feng, there's someone outside looking for you!"

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Instantly, everyone in the break room paused their packing and glanced over.

Lin Feng had no clue who was looking for him. Facing all those curious, strange gazes, he braced himself and stepped outside.

The moment he left, his colleagues began discussing behind his back.

"Wow, this newbie is really something. Just started work and already causing such a stir..."

"Newbie? I saw him ride in Miss Liu's car this morning!"

"Miss Liu? He’s connected to her?"

"What else? You think it's easy to get into our company?"

"Unbelievable, Miss Liu actually likes this kind of guy..."

Hearing their increasingly outrageous speculation, Li Hao, who was about to leave, grew restless.

Others might not know, but he certainly did. Though he hadn't known Lin Feng long, they'd been friends for half a month. Whenever Li Hao was in trouble, Lin Feng stepped in without hesitation!

He suddenly stood up and shouted, "Hey, you all—gossiping behind his back? If you've got guts, say it to my brother's face!"

At his shout, everyone fell silent, grabbed their things, and left.

At the entrance.

Lin Feng stared at the black Mazda before him, quickly sorting through his thoughts.

Who could it be?

Before he could ask, the car door opened. Seeing the two who stepped out, Lin Feng frowned instantly!

"Lin Feng, long time no see!"

Fang Ziyue, dressed in a pale yellow dress, walked toward him with a bright smile.

Meeting again, Fang Ziyue felt a bit surprised. In the past, Lin Feng was nothing more than a dog trailing behind her. She had never bothered to look at him closely.

But now, he stood straight before her, his cold features tinged with a hint of aloofness. The security guard's uniform, paired with the high-neck undershirt, made him look imposing.

The sight sent a jolt through her heart, and her smile grew noticeably tense.

Fang Minghao followed behind her, his face plastered with a flattering grin.

By now, the company had closed for the day. People streamed out through the main entrance, hurrying home—no one paid much attention here.

Lin Feng furrowed his brow, his tone cool. "What do you want?"