Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 916 The company won't tolerate me, and I won't tolerate the company either, right, Zhao Fangxu?

"Huh? What!?"

Upon hearing Feng Shayan's outrageous words, Feng Zhenghao's strong will broke through Wang Zizhong's "soothing hand" and he finally regained his senses.

"Shayan, how can you be so disrespectful to your seniors!"

Feng Zhenghao had already seen the contents of the phone Wang Zizhong had handed him. It was very simple: He Songling's Baidu Baike entry. A name, a black and white photo—clear and accurate, without a single error.

Although there are many people in this world who look alike, and some even resemble their predecessors so much that they could be suspected of being "reincarnations," Wang Zizhong knew He Songling and was even a divine physician personally taught by He Songling.

The fact that he showed this content to himself meant that he believed it to be He Songling, a fact that was beyond doubt.

Therefore, Feng Zhenghao immediately changed his address to "senior".

"Go to hell, who's the senior? I'm a post-00s... I'm a post-95s!" He Songling shouted in dissatisfaction.

If I was Old Deng when I first transmigrated, and now that I've finally managed to live back in my original timeline, and I'm still Old Deng, then what was the point of my transmigration?

“Mr. Ling,” Feng Zhenghao said, understanding that He Songling didn’t want to announce his comeback in a high-profile manner, as it would make things difficult for the whole society. A young man over a hundred years old—are there really immortals in this world?

impossible.

He only wanted those who needed to know to know. Not just ordinary people, but even those who didn't know him back then, unless they themselves wanted to know, didn't need to know now.

Therefore, Feng Zhenghao readily accepted the good advice.

“Mr. Ling, I have long admired you. Today, I am finally able to confirm your identity and meet you. It is truly an honor for me.” Feng Zhenghao raised a full glass of wine to congratulate Songling.

"What do you admire about me? Do you want to anger your master to death too?" He Songling looked at Feng Zhenghao with a strange expression. "Or is it that one of the Ten Elders is not to your liking? Do you want to be the leader of the Extraordinary Ones?"

"Ah, no, no, I wouldn't dare." Feng Zhenghao was so scared he almost wet his pants.

He's already attracted enough attention by his success. Feng Zhenghao's rise to the top ten is entirely due to the sheer size and wealth of his Tianxia Group. In terms of martial prowess and entrenched power, he's far inferior to the other ten elders, but in terms of influence, the other nine elders combined barely equal him.

This is still under the premise that the Lu family and Longhu Mountain are related to the Nisheng Group left behind by He Songling.

But that's how it is; if you have enough influence but not enough fighting power, you're easily assassinated. He's not Wang Weiguo; if he interferes in the affairs of the supernatural, he should be aware of and abide by their rules.

That's why Feng Zhenghao relied on the Wang family.

He didn't dare to openly turn against the Wang family for the time being. If He Songling's words were to spread and give others something to talk about, then his Feng family would definitely become the public enemy of all the extraordinary people in the world.

It's not that he's truly wicked just because he confirmed He Songling's words; the key point is that Feng Zhenghao's money is very tempting, and everyone wants it.

"Then what is it about me that you admire?"

“Well, we’re all in business.” Feng Zhenghao smiled admiringly. Although some of it was fake, most of it was genuine. “Back then, you were able to start from scratch and build Nisheng Group into the world’s number one company in that era of national weakness and turmoil, and become the world’s richest man. You are truly a role model for us businessmen of later generations.”

"Oh, hi, that one." He Songling didn't take the Nisheng Group seriously.

It wasn't that he completely disregarded it; rather, he only intended to make some money. As for turning the company into a large conglomerate, that wasn't considered an achievement in his eyes. Who would care about making money if they could become an immortal? He had already transmigrated and had extra cheat codes; anyone could do the same.

When He Songling talks about his achievements in the future, the most important thing will definitely be to walk the dead end of the three reversal paths to immortality; the second most important thing is to establish Trinity University and Tangmen College, which changed the traditional backward model of cultivation for extraordinary people, provided a quantitative education method for cultivation, and raised the lower limit of extraordinary people.

Thirdly, he personally went to the battlefield to participate in the War of Resistance, annihilating many Japanese soldiers and ninjas. Only then would he mention that his own Reverse Life Group provided stable and solid assistance to the world's anti-fascist war in terms of arms and medicine.

Of course, later on, several more "miraculous skills" were created, giving many people the ability to reach the heavens, but that was only to compete with the Eight Wonders; the main focus was still on the three mentioned above.

I am ashamed to say that I only did a small amount of work.

So, as Feng Zhenghao says, He Songling really didn't realize that people would idolize him for making a fortune through war and becoming the world's richest man back then.

Feng Zhenghao has spent half his life navigating the business world and the world of supernatural beings, mostly wearing a mask. He's not "fake" in the ordinary sense, completely different from a fool like Wang Ai. He's sincere, yet not entirely sincere.

Feng Zhenghao is adept at using overt strategies, but these strategies also conceal covert intrigues.

Only at this moment did he sincerely bow down and plead, "Since you are Mr. Ling, then I am not worried about my child's schooling. However, please forgive my arrogance, but I would like to implore Mr. Ling to guide my son Xingtong for a while, so that he can be more than just an ordinary college graduate."

This matter has taken a lot of effort, and Zhenghao doesn't know what the immortals need. There's only one thing: whatever the Feng family has, and whatever I, Feng Zhenghao, can offer, Mr. Ling, please just ask, and Zhenghao will certainly provide it."

"Bullshit, would you give me your life if I asked?"

"Here you go." Feng Zhenghao didn't hesitate at all, and even offered a knife. "Please do it, sir. I, Zhenghao, will surrender."

“I don’t want your head. I want you to storm the headquarters of Na Du Tong and wipe out everyone from Zhao Fangxu down the chain of command. What do you want to do?” He Songling glanced at him, and the knife in Feng Zhenghao’s hand instantly vanished.

"This..." Cold sweat broke out on Feng Zhenghao's temples. It wasn't just because of He Songling's ability to shatter objects into elements and disappear into the air, but also because of the meaning behind his words.

Feng Zhenghao would gladly die if it meant his own demise. But what if the entire Feng family were dragged down with him...?

“President Feng, since we are both among the few people who can do business well, and I think we get along well, I’ll just say it directly.”

He Songling tapped his fingers on the table, revealing for the first time what he wanted to do after his rebirth: "My purpose in being born is to overturn Na Du Tong."

“Shayan, Xingtong, you two…” It must be said that Feng Zhenghao reacted quickly, and his first thought was to chase the children out so that they wouldn’t hear this.

However, He Songling stopped him, saying, "There's no need. As an unstable factor, the company will definitely target me, so I won't hide anymore; I'll openly target the company too. There's no possibility of us coexisting, don't you think, Zhao Fangxu?"

(End of this chapter)