Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 457 - 0458: Who is Really Arrogant [Part 1]

Chapter 457: Chapter 0458: Who is Really Arrogant [Part 1]

The call was from Huang Lan, and Chu Feng knew at a glance why Huang Lan was calling.

Picking up the phone, Chu Feng said, "I’ve already beaten the guy, and he said he gives up. Any other requests? I’ve done everything as you asked."

With a tone of grievance, Huang Lan said, "Are you really okay with making a poor little girl like me take the blame for you?"

Chu Feng said, "What do you mean, take the blame? I clearly did everything as you told me. You said not to let them have it too easy, so I did just that. I didn’t let them have it easy, and actually, I made them very miserable."

Huang Lan asked, "You’ve crippled an Elder Ma from National Security?"

Chu Feng said, "Not exactly crippled, more like half-crippled. Isn’t cloning technology very advanced now? Just clone two new legs for him and it’ll be fine. The same goes for the other guy, just clone two new legs for him."

Huang Lan said, "You really hit them hard, but it is still quite satisfying. The higher-ups are more supportive than opposed to your actions, especially since you made their leaders come to pick them up, which has earned you applause from many Tributors of Dragon Soul. So overall, you’ve done more good than harm."

Chu Feng said, "Then what’s the meaning of your call? Are you telling me to just let those people go? I definitely won’t release them unless their leaders come for them. If their leadership doesn’t show up, how embarrassing would that be for me? Plus, this year has already been frustrating enough for me. If people don’t get even more frustrated, how could I be happy?"

Laughing ’gigglingly,’ Huang Lan said, "Do you know why I like you? I love how you march to the beat of your own drum, leaving others with no options. Don’t worry about the higher-ups, with Tributor Zhang and some other hot-headed Tributors backing you, there won’t be any issues. Just do it your way, I am calling only to tell you to push those two bastards into signing some sort of collaboration agreement or whatever. This way, we’ll have more leverage in our operations."

Chu Feng, irritated, said, "This kind of vindictive act that will earn us nothing but enmity, you should handle it yourself; I’ll just hold them down for you."

Huang Lan laughed again, then said, "The annual bonus was released today. I’ll transfer mine and yours together later, and then you’ll continue to help me grow the money."

Chu Feng said, "You trust me that much, huh? Aren’t you afraid I’ll take off with your money?"

Huang Lan said, "You are now a billionaire, how could you care about my little bit of money? So I’m very at ease with you managing it. Plus, you’re so fascinated by my shapely hips, how could you miss the big picture over something so trivial?"

This kind of teasing was almost too much for Chu Feng to bear, especially now that he had just removed the label of a mid-level official. If he made a fool of himself in front of Ning Xiaoman and Tang Min, it would be even harder for him to lead them in the future.

Striving to maintain his composure, Chu Feng said seriously, "I still have things to take care of here. When you’ve made the transfer, just let me know."

"What money?" As soon as Chu Feng hung up the phone, Ning Xiaoman immediately asked like a little money-grubber.

Chu Feng said, "My annual bonus."

"Secret agents get annual bonuses too? How much did you get?" Tang Min asked like a curious little baby.

Chu Feng said, "Probably a few million, close to ten million, I guess."

Upon hearing this, Ning Xiaoman didn’t show much reaction; ten million really wasn’t a significant amount for her anymore.

But Tang Min’s eyes went wide with surprise and she exclaimed, "That much? We work so hard for a whole year and only get just over a hundred thousand."

Chu Feng said, exasperated, "Can our jobs be compared? In our line of work, we could lose our heads at any time. Forget ten million, even a hundred million would be useless if you’re dead. Do you think that money would still matter?"

With a small pout, Tang Min said, "Right, our job natures are different."

Before long, Tong Hu came looking for Chu Feng.

Tong Hu informed Chu Feng that someone claiming to be a deputy director from National Security was downstairs demanding to see him.

Upon hearing Tong Hu’s words, Chu Feng said, "They come begging and demand to see me? Have him come up here. If he doesn’t, just pack those two cripples up and throw them down from the upstairs."

Probing, Tong Hu said, "Brother Feng, they seem pretty aggressive, and they brought four guys with a strong killing aura."

Chu Feng said, "Doesn’t matter how many of them there are, or who they are. Just tell them, if they want their people back, they can roll themselves up here to talk to me. If they don’t care about their people, either wait downstairs to catch the bodies or roll back and send a higher-ranking leader over. I’ve got plenty of time today to play with them."

"Got it, Brother Feng," replied Tong Hu, his blood boiling with excitement. Though he was just a messenger, who you’re a messenger for matters, doesn’t it?

Delivering such a badass message to a deputy director of National Security and to a Beggar—the feeling couldn’t be the same, could it?

"Wait!" Tong Hu had taken a few steps when Chu Feng called him back.

"Brother Feng, any more instructions?" asked Tong Hu.

Chu Feng said, "If they grab you later, tell them. If they dare touch a hair on your head, I’ll want their hand. If they dare hurt your hand, I’ll want all five of their limbs."

After hearing what Chu Feng said, a look of wretchedness appeared on Tong Hu’s face as he said, "Brother Feng, are you saying there’s still danger?"

Chu Feng said, "Theoretically, there shouldn’t be any danger. Plus, you’ve already threatened them, right? After hearing your threat, they shouldn’t dare to do anything to you. And you can rest assured, if they really dare to hurt you, I’ll truly cripple them."

Tong Hu’s expression became more pitiful, "Brother Feng, if they’ve already hurt me, what use is crippling them?"

Chu Feng said, "No worries, they’re civil servants, they won’t dare to do anything to you. Go ahead, you’ll be fine."

Grinding his teeth, Tong Hu said, "Brother Feng, I trust you. You’ve got to have my back."

Chu Feng nodded, "Go on."

Five minutes later, Tong Hu was escorted back to the office, held by four men.

"Brother Feng, they touched me," said Tong Hu, as if he had seen a savior upon seeing Chu Feng.

Chu Feng looked at the four men who had held Tong Hu, and then at the deputy director in his fine suit leading them, and said, "The four of you, cripple your own hands, and I’ll let you leave here in one piece."

"Don’t get too cocky, Chu Feng!" the deputy director shouted at him sternly.