The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 101 - 101 101 A Girl as Rare as a National Treasure

101: Chapter 101: A Girl as Rare as a National Treasure 101: Chapter 101: A Girl as Rare as a National Treasure At three in the afternoon, Lin Fei, who had just finished giving his statement, stood outside the Zhonghai Puning Branch, his face clouded with melancholy as he smoked.

Several cigarette butts lay at his feet, indicating he had been there for quite some time.

In fact, although Lin Fei had struck Ge Hui inside the Mu Group headquarters, it was largely in self-defense, and at most it was excessive defense.

Despite Lin Fei smashing Ge Hui’s head through the floor-to-ceiling window of Mu Shanshan’s office, causing minor panic among passing vehicles downstairs, it was clear that Mu Shanshan was not going to fuss over this matter.

And with Chen Qi needing something from Lin Fei, even though she might have been discontent, she helped Lin Fei out of trouble.

With both Mu Shanshan and Chen Qi shielding him, Lin Fei naturally avoided detention.

However, thinking about Chen Qi’s request for him to pretend to be her boyfriend gave Lin Fei a massive headache.

Though Chen Qi had a stunning figure, with all the right curves and a beautiful face to boot,

Being a mere “buddy” would have been absolutely pleasing for Lin Fei, and he would have even taken the initiative to get closer.

Pretending to be a boyfriend, although Lin Fei had never done such a thing before, he believed that he was quite good at acting the part.

Bluffing Chen Qi’s parents should be no big deal.

However, acting as another woman’s boyfriend behind his own wife’s back—if Mu Shanshan ever found out, predicting whether the boss of Mu would kick Lin Fei out of the house was one thing, but a stern confrontation was definitely unavoidable.

Moreover, Lin Fei would gain nothing substantial from it.

Judging by Chen Qi’s personality, trying to somehow leverage this situation to get something from women seemed very tricky.

Most importantly, there was nothing valuable on Chen Qi worth scheming over by Lin Fei.

This job was typical: all pain and no gain.

Nevertheless, the situation had arisen because of Lin Fei, so he felt he couldn’t just ignore Chen Qi’s side of things.

After finishing his last cigarette, Lin Fei waved down a taxi and headed to Old Wang’s place.

Previously, while Lin Fei was interrogating with Chen Qi about gun-wielding criminals, Old Wang had called, saying he was discharged and back home and wanted to host Lin Fei for a simple meal to express his gratitude and to return the medical expenses Lin Fei had lent him.

Originally, Lin Fei planned to return to the company, but after thinking about the bite marks Mu Shanshan had noticed on his lips, he wisely dismissed the idea.

Since he had nothing else to do, Lin Fei simply headed to Old Wang’s.

He had long forgotten about the medical expenses, and if not for Old Wang’s mention, Lin Fei might never have remembered in this lifetime.

However, Lin Fei knew he must collect the money back because it involved Old Wang’s family’s pride.

Declining the money using various excuses, although reducing the financial burden on Old Wang’s family, might damage their self-esteem, making them feel like it was a mere handout.

Old Wang was honest and kind-hearted; Lin Fei didn’t want to cause any negative feelings.

…

“Lin is here, come in quickly.”

Old Wang’s apartment was in the same complex as the rented place where Lin Fei lived.

Since moving back to Zhonghai six months ago, Lin Fei had often freeloaded meals at Old Wang’s home.

Aunt Wang, who was wearing an apron, opened the door—and from her attire, it was evident she was preparing the meal.

“Lin, have a seat first; I’m still frying dishes in the kitchen.

Your Uncle Wang has gone to buy some alcohol; he’ll be back soon.”

After inviting Lin Fei to sit and serving him a cup of tea, Aunt Wang went back to the kitchen.

Lin Fei, who had been to Old Wang’s home several times before, didn’t stand on ceremony and sat on the sofa, turning on the television.

Lin Fei’s comfortable demeanor was precisely what Aunt Wang wanted to see.

Had Lin been overly polite, it would have caused a barrier in her heart.

Sitting in the living room, Lin heard a knock on the door and thought it was Old Wang returning with the alcohol.

However, upon opening the door, he was greeted by a striking figure.

The woman’s long hair cascaded freely, her features delicate, perfect, and her soft gown adding an air of elegance to her.

“Lin, Big Brother Lin…

hello.”

Her voice was so faint that Lin Fei, blessed with sharp hearing, barely caught the last word.

“Xue’er, what did you say?

Big Brother Lin didn’t catch that.”

Meng Xue’er, her cheeks flushed, hesitated bashfully, and Lin Fei, despite feeling affectionate, couldn’t resist teasing her.

Hearing Lin’s question, Meng Xue’er’s already rosy cheeks deepened in color, the blush threatening to spread down her neck.

She lowered her eyes and dared not look at Lin Fei anymore.

She was too easily embarrassed.

Lin Fei touched his nose with a wry smile.

If he didn’t know Old Wang to be simple and honest, incapable of lying, Lin Fei might have doubted whether Meng Xue’er was really attending college.

Like Meng Xue’er, girls who become too shy to lift their heads from just a single sentence were something Lin Fei had never encountered during his high school days.

In this materialistic society, girls as innocent as Meng Xue’er were as rare as national treasures like pandas, perhaps even more so.

Had he not seen it with his own eyes, Lin Fei might never have believed that such purely shy girls like Meng Xue’er still existed in this world.

“Come in quickly, or Old Wang might think I’m bullying you.”

At that moment, Lin Fei didn’t dare say more and quickly let Meng Xue’er into the house.

Watching Meng Xue’er’s cautious movements, slow as a snail, Lin Fei suddenly felt glad that he hadn’t really teased her.

Given Meng Xue’er’s temperament, if Lin Fei had actually made a few risqué jokes, she would probably have run straight into Old Wang’s bedroom out of embarrassment, and for a long while afterward, she likely would have blushed and avoided him.

“Xue’er is here, great, come help your big brother Lin wash some fruit.”

Auntie Wang, who came out from the kitchen upon seeing Meng Xue’er, didn’t bother with pleasantries and simply roped Meng Xue’er into helping Lin Fei.

Lin Fei had wanted to say that it wasn’t necessary.

Yet Meng Xue’er, as if granted amnesty, picked up the fruit tray from the table and hurriedly scurried out of the living room.

Lin Fei was surprised; clearly, the girl was avoiding him.

Although he knew it was largely because of Meng Xue’er’s shy nature, the fact that she fled, leaving him behind, still made him feel somewhat upset.

“Lin, big brother Lin, eat, eat the fruit.”

After washing the fruit, Meng Xue’er, with her cheeks still flushed, returned to the living room.

Perhaps because Lin Fei had teased her earlier, her voice was a bit louder than usual.

Although Meng Xue’er deliberately raised her voice, due to her shy nature, her words still sounded faint but were gentle and soft to Lin Fei’s ears, very pleasant indeed.

“Thank you, little Xue’er.

I’ll just have an apple, it’s as red as your cheeks.”

Lin Fei casually picked up an apple, and inadvertently teased Meng Xue’er again.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Lin Fei regretted them, as it was truly an unintentional slip.

It was all because Mu Shanshan had thrown him into the General Affairs Department, that Women Country.

Usually, at the company, Lin Fei’s main job involved bickering and taking advantages with the group of women in the General Affairs Department.

Over time, he had developed a habit of teasing women.

Such habits, once formed, are generally hard to break.

Unintentionally, Lin Fei’s remark had made Meng Xue’er cover her tender, blushing cheeks and flee into the kitchen as if escaping.

With Meng Xue’er, the easily embarrassed one around, Lin Fei rarely felt such restlessness.

It had been many years since he had experienced this emotion.

Fortunately, it wasn’t long before Old Wang came back carrying two bottles of liquor.

Under the host, Old Wang’s invitation, Lin Fei’s long-absent restlessness was somewhat alleviated.

“Lin, here is five thousand yuan, take it for now.

When Uncle Wang’s noodle shop reopens, I’ll hurry to pay you back the rest.”

Before they sat down to eat, Old Wang handed a stack of cash to Lin Fei.

“Uncle Wang, how about this?

You give me this money, and I’d just put it in the bank, barely earning any interest.

Keep this money with you, consider it my investment in your noodle shop.

When you make money, share some with me, it’s better than leaving the money in the bank.”

This was what Lin Fei had prepared to say.

A few thousand yuan might not mean much to a billionaire like Mu Shanshan, but for someone like Old Wang, who scraped a living from the bottom of society, it could impact his life for several months or even a year or two.

Old Wang initially refused to accept it, but could not withstand Lin Fei’s persuasive eloquence and eventually agreed.

However, Old Wang also set forth his own condition: if the shop made money, he would share it with Lin Fei; if it lost money, then it would be his own responsibility.

Lin Fei didn’t say much more about it.

Lin Fei had been to Old Wang’s noodle shop more than once, and the business was quite good.

Without Yang Lao San and his gang causing trouble, the business would likely improve even further.

Even if someone coveted Old Wang’s thriving business and tried to trip him up, they would have to ask if Lin Fei would agree or not.

After all, Lin Fei had invested in Old Wang’s noodle shop and couldn’t just watch others destroy his business.

With this matter clarified, Old Wang was even more delighted and busied himself inviting Lin Fei to sit down at the table, and naturally, the still blushingly shy Meng Xue’er joined them.