Underworld: Starting with conquering countless lustful beauties

The next morning, Chen Feng woke up feeling refreshed. Although he had gone to bed late the night before, the excitement he felt made him more energetic than usual.

"Knock knock knock."

The sound of pots and pans clattering came from the kitchen.

Chen Feng lifted the blanket, put on his clothes, and went over to take a look. Liu Yu was cooking porridge with her back to him, wearing an ridiculously large white T-shirt and fluffy slippers. She looked all soft and fluffy.

"Sister Yu, are you cooking today?" Chen Feng leaned against the door frame.

Liu Yu didn't even turn her head, her tone sarcastic: "What? Can't I cook? Do you have to have your nice 'older sister' wait on you around?"

Chen Feng sensed a barb in her words and scratched his head: "What happened last night was really a misunderstanding..."

"Who asked you?" Liu Yu stirred the porridge in the pot vigorously, the spoon scraping the bottom of the pot with a loud slurping sound. "You two can do whatever you want, what's it to me?"

"Sister Yu..."

"Don't call me 'sister'!" Liu Yu turned around abruptly, glaring at Chen Feng. "Who's your sister? I'm only a year older than you!"

Chen Feng paused for a moment, then grinned: "So what should I call you? Yu Yu? Little Yu? Yu'er?"

"Get out!" Liu Yu grabbed the spatula, ready to hit him, but then realized the gesture made her look too much like a shrew, so she awkwardly put it down and turned her face away. "I... I'll just call you by your name."

"Okay, Liu Yu." Chen Feng read it aloud carefully.

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, yet it inexplicably made Liu Yu's ears burn. She stared intently at the porridge in the pot, biting her lip and remaining silent.

Just then, the door to the master bedroom creaked open.

Lin Fang walked out dressed in a business suit, a form-fitting dress that accentuated her curves. She wore light makeup and looked radiant, a stark contrast to the woman in a nightgown held in Chen Feng's arms last night.

"Good morning." Lin Fang glanced at the two of them, a playful smile playing on her lips. "What are you chatting about? You seem to be having a great time?"

Liu Yu blushed and quickly turned back to continue stirring the porridge: "We didn't talk about anything!"

Lin Fang walked to the dining table and sat down. She took out a small mirror from her bag to touch up her makeup and said casually, "Chen Feng, before you go to work this afternoon, come with me to the hospital."

"Go see Xiaoya?"

"Okay." Lin Fang nodded. "I took three thousand from your 'wife's dowry,' and I'll add the rest myself."

Chen Feng's eyes darkened as he thought of the girl covered in bruises on the hospital bed: "How is she?"

"She's still unconscious, but the doctor said she's out of danger." Lin Fang sighed. "This girl has had a tough life. She comes from the countryside, and her parents are farmers. They've already sold everything they own to send her to university. She was working part-time here to earn her tuition..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yu, who was in the kitchen, slowed down her stirring of the porridge.

"What's Hong Jie's attitude?" Chen Feng asked.

Lin Fang looked at Chen Feng with a complicated expression. "This matter ends here. We won't pursue it any further. After all... Sister Hong doesn't want to really break ties with Mad Dog Qiang and Wang Defa."

Chen Feng fell silent.

He knew this was the rule of this circle. The weak were humiliated, the strong smiled obsequiously, and everything could be smoothed over with money. But he didn't intend to accept this rule.

"I understand." Chen Feng nodded.

……

At 6 p.m., Chen Feng changed into his security uniform and arrived at the Golden Splendor on time.

As soon as I stepped through the gate, I sensed something was off.

The security guard who usually ignored him now beamed with smiles as soon as he saw him from afar: "Brother Feng! You're here!"

"Brother Feng looks great today!"

"Brother Feng, have you had lunch yet? I saved you a boxed lunch!"

Chen Feng was somewhat unaccustomed to this attitude of being arrogant at first and then obsequious. He simply nodded and walked straight towards the employee entrance.

Monkey and Da Zhuang were already in the Internal Security Department office. Seeing Chen Feng enter, Monkey immediately jumped up: "Brother Feng!"

"Hello, Brother Feng!" Da Zhuang greeted him with a simple, honest smile.

Chen Feng nodded and sat down at his newly assigned desk. On the desk sat an old pager and a duty log.

"Where's Blackie?" Chen Feng asked.

The monkey leaned closer and whispered, "Brother Feng, Blackie was called to Sister Hong's office early this morning, and he looked really grim when he came out. I heard Sister Hong asked him to hand over the shift schedule and attendance records, and he was acting suspiciously inside for ages. I bet those messy accounts don't match up."

Chen Feng's eyes flickered: "Where is he?"

"He should be out there wandering around." Monkey scoffed. "Brother Feng, let me tell you, that Blackie isn't exactly clean. He always adds extra people to the shift schedule every month, pocketing all the salaries for those empty jobs. And a lot of those young girls who want to work as waitresses have been 'interviewed' by him."

"An interview?" Chen Feng frowned.

"It's just..." the monkey made a lewd gesture, "You know what I mean? Those girls want to get into the business and make money, do they think they can do it without giving Blackie a bribe?"

"Brother Feng, you're Hong Jie's favorite now." Monkey's eyes darted around. "If we could expose Blackie's dirty secrets..."

"No rush." ​​Chen Feng waved his hand. "We need evidence for this. Keep an eye out for me, and let me know immediately if anything happens."

"Alright!" Monkey patted his chest. "Don't worry, Brother Feng, there's nothing in this place that I, Monkey, can't find out!"

Dazhuang nodded sheepishly beside him, "Whatever Brother Feng says, we'll do."

Looking at his two brothers who were so devoted to him, Chen Feng felt a surge of warmth in his heart. In this ruthless place, having someone willing to entrust their back to you was more precious than anything else.

"Oh, right." Chen Feng pulled two hundred-yuan bills from his pocket, giving one to each of them. "Here, this is for you guys to have a late-night snack."

"Oh, Brother Feng, I can't accept this..." Monkey declined verbally, but his hands honestly took it.

Da Zhuang was even more straightforward, simply stuffing it into his pocket: "Thanks, Brother Feng!"

Just then, the door was pushed open.

Blackie walked in with a gloomy face. When he saw Chen Feng sitting behind the table, his eye twitched.

"Hey, Chen Feng, you're here pretty early." Blackie grinned insincerely. "What? You think you're in my position now that you've become the deputy team leader?"

Chen Feng stood up and pointed to the larger table next to him: "Brother Blackie, that's your seat. Sister Hong had this table moved here for me."

Dark-skinned man's expression changed, but he couldn't retaliate.

He gritted his teeth, walked to his desk, and sat down, deliberately dragging the chair so it creaked loudly. He then said coldly, "You can figure out the shift schedule for tonight yourself. I have some things to take care of."

After saying that, he got up and walked out.

As he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, turned back, and said menacingly, "Chen Feng, you're doing pretty well now. But let me remind you—Sister Hong's people come and go quickly. You'd better pray you don't make a mistake, otherwise…"

He didn't finish speaking; he just gave a cold laugh, slammed the door, and left.

The monkey spat, "Pah! What a load of rubbish!"

Da Zhuang clenched his fist: "Brother Feng, should I go beat him up?"

Chen Feng waved his hand: "No rush. We're not firmly established yet; we shouldn't give anyone a handle to use against us." He picked up the duty log and flipped through it. "Tonight, we'll still keep watch as usual, and we'll still patrol as usual. As long as we don't make any mistakes, he can't do anything to us."

The monkey's eyes lit up: "Brother Feng, do you have something in mind?"

Chen Feng's lips curled into a cold smile: "That Blackie is bound to fall sooner or later. We just need to wait for an opportunity."