Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 459 - 0460: Queue to Redeem Yourself

Chapter 459: Chapter 0460: Queue to Redeem Yourself

Chu Feng looked at the Deputy Director of the National Security, saying, "Since you think I’m overstepping, I won’t issue you the invoice. Issuing an invoice means we have to pay taxes too. If you don’t want the invoice, I can give each of you a bottle of Coke."

"Why, don’t you want Coke? Then how about Sprite! If Sprite won’t do, orange juice is fine too."

The Deputy Director of National Security really wished he could strangle Chu Feng to death right then and there.

Chu Feng was truly pushing people too far.

"You have ten more seconds to think it over. If you don’t agree, you can stay here too and let your leaders come to pick you up. I’m quite upset today, and if your National Security can be more troublesome than me, I’ll feel a lot better," said Chu Feng.

The face of the Deputy Director of National Security changed upon hearing Chu Feng’s words.

If Chu Feng really detained him as well, forcing a higher-level leader from National Security to come collect them, then they would truly become the biggest joke across all departments at the start of the new year.

Gnashing his teeth, the Deputy Director of National Security ultimately chose to compromise, saying, "Fine, I agree. Release them."

At most, they would lose a bit of money, which was still better than not being able to hold their heads high. Moreover, if they couldn’t this time, Dragon Soul would definitely seize this opportunity to suppress National Security with all their might.

Losing the ability to respond would only make matters worse for National Security, and by then, mere compensation would be the least of his worries. Being demoted would be getting off easy.

Chu Feng said, "Fair enough, cash in hand, and I’ll hand over the people."

"Where do you expect us to get the money from now?" the Deputy Director of National Security asked.

"Year-end bonuses are deposited into accounts, not given in cash. We have a card reader here, so everyone just needs to come over and swipe their card," Chu Feng explained.

The Deputy Director gritted his teeth and said, "Alright."

Then, an exaggerated scene unfolded in the office.

Seven National Security elites, each with various levels of injuries, lined up in front of the POS machine to swipe their cards.

Their purpose of swiping the card was to ransom themselves.

"All cleaned out?" Chu Feng looked at Tang Min and asked.

Tang Min nodded and replied, "All cleaned out. There’s only a little bit of interest left in their accounts now."

Chu Feng nodded and said, "Good."

Then, he turned to Tong Hu, "Did you get all that on film?"

Tong Hu excitement said, "Got it, crystal clear."

Chu Feng nodded again, "Good. Thanks for the hard work, everyone. I’ll be giving out bonuses later."

"Chu Feng, we’ve already paid, and now you’re taking photos? What’s that supposed to mean?" the Deputy Director of National Security interrogated.

Chu Feng answered, "No particular meaning. I just want to keep a souvenir and incidentally have some evidence. If you later allege that I blackmailed you, we’ll have evidence, won’t we?"

The Deputy Director of National Security said, "We won’t go back on our word, but you must give us that video."

Chu Feng responded, "I’m afraid that’s not possible. I don’t trust the way you operate. If you turn around and accuse me later, I would be unable to clear my name even if I jumped into the Yellow River. And if our two departments were to fight over this little issue, wouldn’t that be a joke to others? We need to maintain solidarity among revolutionary comrades; we’re comrades on the same front."

All of the National Security agents were gnashing their teeth upon hearing Chu Feng’s words.

Chu Feng still knew that they were comrades in the same trench, that’s how he treated his comrades. He had almost stripped them clean.

The Deputy Director of National Security said, "I can write you a proof, but you must give me that video."

The video was a humiliation for them, a tremendous disgrace. If Chu Feng were to use it to threaten them from time to time, how could they keep working?

Chu Feng said, "Video proof gives me more peace of mind. Don’t worry, I won’t take it out and threaten you with it for no reason."

If Chu Feng hadn’t said that, they might have been a bit reassured. But his words left them utterly uneasy.

If Chu Feng didn’t have such intentions, he wouldn’t have said something like that.

"I must take the video with me!" The Deputy Director of National Security insisted firmly.

"Brother Hu, the Eastern people have arrived," one of Tong Hu’s men came over and whispered to him.

Tong Hu nodded, then went over to Chu Feng and whispered in his ear.

Chu Feng nodded and declared, "I’m not going to give you the video. I have other guests now. Go ahead, I won’t see you out. If you want an invoice later on, you can call me and I’ll issue one."

After finishing his words, Chu Feng didn’t bother with the Deputy Director of National Security and his group anymore and simply turned around to leave. Whether they decided to stay put or not was of no concern to him; he had achieved his objective. Even if they stayed there through the New Year, Chu Feng wouldn’t care.

After Chu Feng left, he went directly to the reception room on the construction site.

In the reception room of the construction site, a short, fat Eastern man was sitting there at the moment.

"I’m here to offer compensation; you name the price. Isn’t that what you Huaxia people want?" the short Eastern man arrogantly said in his native tongue.

Chu Feng didn’t understand the Eastern language, but Ning Xiaoman did, and she translated for Chu Feng.

After listening, without a word, Chu Feng went up and pinned the Eastern man to the ground, delivering a beating.

After the assault, Chu Feng, still not satisfied, told Tong Hu and the others, "Carry on, just don’t kill him. I’ll be responsible if he’s hurt."

"Got it!" Tong Hu and the others agreed, then went straight up and started pummeling the Eastern man with a flurry of punches and kicks.

"Boss, the other party is a foreigner after all. This might lead to an international dispute and could be very troublesome," Tang Min spoke up.

Chu Feng replied, "I’m not afraid of an international dispute. I didn’t invite him here just to compensate with money. He has money, but can it bring back the life of the worker who died? Can money disregard human life? Can money belittle someone else’s life just because it can buy things?"

Tang Min chose to keep silent upon hearing Chu Feng’s point. The worker was already dead; no amount of money could change what happened.

His child had lost a father, his wife a husband, his mother a son. What use was all the money in the world? What could it possibly change?

Tong Hu and the others beat the Eastern man for a full five minutes before Ning Xiaoman informed Chu Feng, "He has started begging for mercy."

Chu Feng ordered, "Keep going, until he realizes his mistake."

"Boss, if we continue, won’t this possibly lead to a fatality?" Tang Min, worriedly looking at the Eastern man who now resembled a bloodied gourd, said.