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"There's a good show to watch." Lin Feng also noticed the situation over there and said lightly to Wolf King and the others. Then, he turned his head to observe the unfolding situation.
"Boss, what should I do?" Lin Feng spoke, but Xiao Liuzi was at a loss for what to do. After all, although Feng Shao had spoken, he hadn't given any instructions.
"Hehe... just watch quietly," Wolf King understood Xiao Liuzi's thoughts and instructed him before turning his gaze this way as well.
Consort Zhang had been at this hotel for three days. Every night, she sat here waiting for someone to buy her. From a young age, she never imagined that one day she would have anything to do with a bar, a place she subconsciously regarded as disreputable. Yet now, fate had played its hand; her family, which had always been poor, had just gone through a major upheaval.
Her grandmother, who had always doted on her since childhood, fell ill. At just over sixty years old, her grandmother was diagnosed with uremia a few days ago.
Upon hearing this news, the family, which barely managed to get by, felt as if their world was collapsing.
Her grandmother had three sons; Consort Zhang's father was the youngest. Faced with her grandmother's illness, Consort Zhang was shocked to find that besides her father, the other two sons were willing to give up on treatment.
Consort Zhang still remembered that just a month ago, during a small family meeting at home, her usually calculating uncle and second uncle raised their hands to express their willingness to abandon treatment for their mother.
At that moment, the usually timid Consort Zhang told her uncle and second uncle, "I will never forgive you," before leaving; she was pulled away by her father.
Since then, her family had been bearing the burden of her grandmother's medical expenses. Consort Zhang also tried to find part-time jobs everywhere; no matter how hard or tiring the work was, she took it on. She worked multiple part-time jobs each day: helping buy breakfast in the morning, washing dishes at noon, and tutoring in the afternoon.
After a month of this routine, Consort Zhang lost weight significantly. However, she realized that simply not fearing hardship or exhaustion wasn't enough to earn money. Despite saving every penny and working hard for an entire month, she could only scrape together two thousand yuan.
Two thousand yuan might have sufficed if her grandmother were not ill, but her grandmother's condition was draining money every day. Two thousand yuan simply wasn't enough.
She knew that besides herself, her father and mother were also working tirelessly, but they were only managing to temporarily sustain her grandmother's life.
Just a few days ago, her grandmother's attending physician came again urging them to prepare money quickly for a kidney transplant; only then could there be hope for her grandmother's recovery.
This is a story of hope. When Consort Zhang heard that her grandmother might get better, she was overjoyed. However, after the excitement faded, she realized that her family could not afford the exorbitant medical expenses. The complete surgery would cost two hundred thousand.
Two hundred thousand—she didn't know how high that amount would stack in cash, as she had never seen it, but she understood that at her current pace of working hard to earn money, she would need to toil for a hundred months to accumulate that sum.
She could grit her teeth and endure; after all, it was just a hundred months. But deep down, she knew her grandmother couldn't wait that long.
Her family's house was old and located in a slum area. It was just a single floor and quite small; even if they sold it, it would only fetch about fifty or sixty thousand, which was hardly useful.
In the end, she moved. The whole family relocated to an even more dilapidated little house and sold their home.
After selling the house, she realized that the money was still far from enough.
She was still in college, just a sophomore, and couldn't think of better ways to make money.
She had a younger brother who had always been mischievous and was now hanging out with some unsavory characters, rarely coming home. She couldn't expect him to contribute any money either.
Finally, one day she learned online that as a relatively attractive girl, she could sell her virginity for a high price.
Under normal circumstances, she would have scoffed at such news, but given her situation, she found herself inexplicably intrigued and ended up at a bar.
She didn't even know how she mustered the resolve to come here or how she gathered the courage to talk to those rough characters inside the bar about her requirements.
Nevertheless, she found herself showing up at the bar every night at nine o'clock sharp, holding a glass of plain water and waiting for someone who wanted to buy her virginity.
The bar staff were somewhat reliable; they helped screen those who wanted to approach her.
She didn't dare drink alcohol for fear that if she got drunk, she'd lose her virginity without realizing it. She also worried that if she stayed there too long, someone familiar might recognize her. If that happened and people started pointing fingers at her, she truly didn't know what she would do.
Now, a few more people were trying to hit on her. During these days that Consort Zhang had been here, she had developed a bit of discernment; she knew that those approaching her were just some lowlifes who couldn't afford to pay for anything.
So, Consort Zhang remained seated and did not move. She knew that, barring any surprises, someone from the bar would eventually chase these people away.
However, two minutes passed, and there was still no one coming to her aid.
At this moment, those lowlifes were not just being verbally disrespectful; their actions had become quite inappropriate as well.
Consort Zhang had never encountered such a scene before and was starting to feel panicked.
Seeing the expression on Consort Zhang's face, Lin Feng smiled, genuinely pleased. He turned to Liuzi, who had been standing by, and said, "Get those bastards sent to the hospital for a few days."
Although Lin Feng was smiling, even Liuzi felt a chill from his words.
Just for chatting up a few lines in the bar, they were going to end up in the hospital for a few days? That punishment seemed a bit excessive. For a moment, Liuzi was stunned and did not move to carry out Lin Feng's order.
"Are my words not effective?" Lin Feng suddenly stopped smiling and addressed Liuzi.
Lin Feng's tone was light, as if he were asking Liuzi if he had eaten dinner yet. However, upon hearing Lin Feng's words, Liuzi shuddered and was already drenched in cold sweat.
"I'm sorry, Feng Shao. I'll take care of it right away," Liuzi quickly lowered his head and said. Then he hurried off to execute the order.
"This little brat." Wolf King had naturally witnessed the entire process. However, he dared not interrupt while Lin Feng was speaking; he could only explain himself at this moment. Although he was scolding Liuzi verbally, he was actually defending him.
"Oh?" Lin Feng noticed this subtlety and turned to look at Wolf King, asking.
"Liuzi is relatively clever. What happened just now was my fault as the leader," Wolf King understood what Lin Feng was asking and could only respond honestly at this moment.
In front of Lin Feng, the Wolf King dared not be careless.
"Hehe... Being clever is a good thing, but when managing a gang, the most important thing is obedience, understand?" Lin Feng smiled lightly, not directly mentioning Liuzi, but speaking with implied meaning.
"I understand, I know what to do, Feng Shao," the Wolf King said quickly, knowing that Liuzi would be fine for now and that Lin Feng was giving him face.
Lin Feng did not respond and continued to look over at Consort Zhang.
While he was speaking with the Wolf King, Liuzi had already taken action. The three loudmouths were dealt with by Liuzi and his group and were thrown out of the bar. Screams could be heard from the back door of the bar; clearly, Liuzi strictly enforced Lin Feng's words.
"You all enjoy your drinks; I'll step over for a moment. Also, I'll be sleeping in that room at the Wolf Gang headquarters tonight," Lin Feng said to the Wolf King and the others, noticing Consort Zhang sitting there, looking nervous but still composed.
"Oh, okay, Feng Shao. Do you need us to accompany you back?" A-Gang and A Tie suddenly asked.
"Hehe... No need; just enjoy your drinks," Lin Feng replied with a smile. He knew A-Gang and A Tie were a bit slow on the uptake. After greeting everyone, he left.
"Feng Shao, take care," the Wolf King and the others said knowingly, understanding Lin Feng's intentions without needing to spell it out.
Once Lin Feng had walked away, the Wolf King knocked on A-Gang and A Tie's heads as they were engrossed in their hot pot battle. "Are you two idiots? Don't you know what Feng Shao is planning?"
"What planning?" A-Gang and A Tie asked in unison, seemingly unfazed by the Wolf King's reprimand as they looked up.
Of course, in the Wolf Gang, aside from the Wolf King, only Lin Feng could hit them on the head without provoking their hostility.
Both of them were naturally large and had fiery personalities. Once, when the Wolf King's brat touched their heads, they beat him up badly. Fortunately, although they acted foolishly, they weren't entirely brainless; they knew he was the Wolf King's son and that the Wolf King was their adoptive father. They didn't go all out; since then, no one in the Wolf Gang dared to underestimate them or touch their heads. To them, those two brothers' heads were like a tiger's backside—untouchable.
"In any case, that girl named Consort Zhang might become your master in the future," the Wolf King said to these two rascals.
"Oh, I understand. Hehe..." A Tie was just a beat slow in his thinking, but at this moment, he naturally understood and chuckled.
Then, they glanced at Consort Zhang sitting there, paused briefly, and continued eating hot pot.
Clearly, they had just been memorizing Consort Zhang's appearance. After all, the Wolf King mentioned that she might become their master’s wife in the future, so they naturally needed to pay attention.
As for Li Zhong and the others, they were also looking at Lin Feng, smiles at the corners of their eyes.
"Hehe... Is the water in this bar better?" Lin Feng sat down next to Consort Zhang, casually ordered a beer, and said.
Consort Zhang ignored Lin Feng, continuing to hold her cup without even turning her head.
"I might be able to help you," Lin Feng had already anticipated Consort Zhang's attitude towards him. He took a sip of his drink and looked straight ahead as he spoke.
"Can you give me a hundred thousand?" Consort Zhang finally spoke up, asking. Lin Feng could sense her effort to conceal her anxiety and embarrassment.
"Bang..." Like performing a magic trick, Lin Feng threw out ten bundles of cash, stacking them in front of Consort Zhang.
Then, Lin Feng stood up to leave, leaving behind a final remark: "If the amount is correct, follow me."
With that, Lin Feng turned and walked away.
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