Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 227 - 230 Amen, may the Lord bless you

Chapter 227: Chapter 230 Amen, may the Lord bless you

Chapter 230: May the Lord Bless You

Well, he’s just a security guard, not much different from a migrant worker. A man in his thirties, with no wife, normally watches porn to satisfy his physical needs with his left and right hands. That’s what a normal man needs.

"What’s the matter, Jia Bro?"

In the entire Tianyu Group, Jia Zhenjing had been around for nearly a decade. Besides the security department brothers who called him Jia Bro, the other employees would affectionately call him ’Bro Jia,’ a title that sounded so inclusive.

"When did you get back, kid?"

It seemed the group had been running all the way here, probably skipping the elevator and taking the stairs instead, given his breathless appearance, which made everyone around him equally anxious.

"Just got back recently. What’s got you so rushed?"

"Kid, never mind my business, better take care of your own first."

Jia Zhenjing appeared truly concerned for Lin Zifeng.

My business? What business of mine needs handling?

Lin Zifeng was also feeling frustrated, wondering what he needed to take care of.

"Kid, how exactly did you manage to offend our great and supreme CEO Nangong? Do you realize you’ve caused a huge disaster and you’re acting as if nothing’s wrong?"

"No way! Lin Bro offended CEO Nangong? Jia Bro, what exactly is going on?"

The group of security department brothers were also panicking, worried that Lin Bro might get into trouble and be fired. That would really give the Duty Department and the advertising planning department something to revel in.

"I don’t know either. I was patrolling upstairs just now and overheard by chance that our CEO Nangong is out to get Brother Lin. The moment I heard it, I knew it wasn’t good. You’re just a security guard, and if our CEO from Tianyu Group is after you, it means you have stirred up big trouble, right?"

After listening to Jia Zhenjing’s vivid explanation, everyone’s hearts were extremely anxious.

"Also, I heard quite a few employees sucking up to CEO Nangong while stabbing Brother Lin in the back. Lin Bro, what are you going to do now? If the CEO is looking for you, it can’t be for anything good. I heard our company’s group forum was hit by a hacker attack these past few days, the entire company domain crashed. Could this be related to you?"

By the end, even Jia himself was scared to imagine it.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"..."

Shocks of alarm burst from everyone’s mouths, their hearts leaping into their throats, but they found Lin Zifeng was utterly calm, leisurely smoking a cigarette, as if the affair did not concern him at all.

"Lin, Lin Bro, aren’t you worried at all?"

The crowd all leaned in to listen, and now the top director of Tianyu had come to him; didn’t he have anything to say? That’s not logical; at the very least, he should express surprise or shock, right?

Could it be, as rumors within the company suggested, that he really had some sort of relationship with the boss?

"Sigh, at this point, all I can do is face it honestly, even if worrying won’t solve anything."

Lin Zifeng sighed heavily, his demeanor resembling that of a gallant soldier facing a battle he might not return from.

Without a second word, he put down his luggage and sprinted towards the elevator in the lobby. As he was leaving, the Duty Department brothers all prayed, "Amen, may the Lord bless you."

Once inside the elevator, Lin Zifeng headed straight for Nangong Bing’s office without stopping. However, today he was noticeably different from previous visits; whereas he used to be ingratiating, today he showed signs of anger.

Troubled by what had happened at the airport, Lin Zifeng was still quite upset; had it not been for messing with that illegal taxi driver, he would have definitely had to walk back.

With a belly full of grievances, Lin Zifeng didn’t even bother to knock. He pushed open the natural wood door of Nangong Bing’s office, sat down despondently on the sofa, and disdainfully smoked a cigarette, this time choosing not to drink from the liquor in Nangong Bing’s cabinet.

"You?"

Nangong Bing, who was dealing with a critical company document, involuntarily raised her eyebrows and slowly lifted her head, her eyes filled with anger and disdain.

Her voice tinged with displeasure, she said, "Who let you in?"

Lin Zifeng, acting like a child, tilted his head and continued smoking his cigarette, completely ignoring her.

"Mr. Lin, I’m talking to you. What kind of attitude is this? You need to remember, I’m the one who pays your salary every month, is this how you treat the one who provides for you?"

Nangong Bing was certainly no pushover. She slammed her laptop shut on her desk and scolded Lin Zifeng sharply.

"Ha, boss? What boss?" Lin Zifeng found Nangong Bing’s statement laughable, considering he hadn’t received a single penny from the company since he started working there, let alone discuss treating her like a benefactor.

"Mr. Lin, don’t be ungrateful. I give you a little credit and you open a dyeing workshop, I give you sunshine and you beam? Don’t forget, you eat mine, live in mine, drink mine, and even the salary you get every month comes from me."

"Hey, hey, Nangong Bing, you really know how to speak venomously, huh? I want to ask you, when have I ever taken a penny from our company? When have I ever eaten or lived for free? Plus, if we’re talking economically, it seems like you still owe me a perfect attendance bonus, right?" Lin Zifeng retorted disdainfully as he continued, "Please, your grace, make it clear. The promissory note you wrote yourself is still in my hands, not to mention, what relationship do we even have? And you dare to bring up finances with me? Ha, you’re really quite funny."

When it came to verbal sparring, Lin Zifeng had never lost.

If it wasn’t for Nangong Shui’s old request for him to come back, he wouldn’t bother returning to look for this mismatched wife.

"You! You...!" Nangong Bing was at a loss for words, trembling with anger. Her snow-white fingers clutched the folder on her desk tightly, wishing she could smash it on his head to quench the hatred in her heart.

"Also, boss, don’t get angry. Since the company’s forum was attacked by hackers, and you called me back to sort it out, let’s not use the ugly word ’beg,’ but at least it should fall under ’request,’ right? But what did you do? You said you’d pick me up at the airport, yet you drove by playing a race with me. Is this how you amuse someone? After all, I’m still a man, a man with self-respect..." The more Lin Zifeng spoke, the more agitated he became, clearly long having grievances with Nangong Bing.

Suddenly, lines of frustration appeared on Nangong Bing’s forehead, and her pale, pretty face nearly turned red with rage.

In her eyes, Lin Zifeng had always been shameless, whatever you said, he would not refute, at most just talk back a little. She never expected that he would come to her office today and start a dispute about personal grievances as if he had taken the wrong medicine.