Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 907 - 934: Specifically Going to Show Off and Slap Faces (Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 907: Chapter 934: Specifically Going to Show Off and Slap Faces (Monthly Ticket)

Now Lin Zifeng couldn’t help but admire this old guy’s strong interest.

The last time he first came to Yunhai University, this old guy had already had something with this alluring young woman, and later inside Yan Qingcheng’s office, they had another round, which almost got Lin Zifeng and that Yan Qingcheng into trouble.

After so many days, seeing such a debauched scene again, who knows if Lin Zifeng should be considered lucky, or if they were unlucky.

"Ahem ahem..."

Lin Zifeng leaned against the doorframe, covering his mouth and coughed dryly twice.

"Ah!!!"

The alluring young woman was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she hurriedly adjusted her clothes to cover herself. The old principal, on the other hand, sat back in the chair with a serious look, as if nothing had happened.

Straight-laced, he reviewed the folder in his hand.

As if nothing had happened, he really missed his calling not being an actor,

"Come in."

The old principal put on a righteous face.

The alluring young woman hurried to the water dispenser to pour a cup of tea for the old principal, then pretended to walk away calmly.

When the alluring young woman saw that the visitor was Lin Zifeng, her enchanting eyes were full of shock.

"What’s wrong? Don’t recognize me?" Lin Zifeng asked with a smile.

"It’s you again!"

The young woman opened her lips, pointed at Lin Zifeng who was smiling, unable to say anything.

"Hehe, it’s a rare sight indeed." Lin Zifeng continued to smile.

"..."

The young woman’s face flushed red, and she clicked away in high heels, dashing out.

Watching her sway her sexy behind, Lin Zifeng chuckled slyly.

He casually walked over to the old principal, knocked lightly on the old man’s desk with his finger.

Yet, what annoyed Lin Zifeng most was that this guy was still pretending, still acting like he didn’t know anything, reviewing the folder seriously, not even bothering to glance up at Lin Zifeng.

"Principal Zhou, we haven’t seen each other in a while, and you don’t recognize me anymore? Why put on such a virtuous face?" Lin Zifeng nonchalantly picked up the tea cup the alluring young woman had poured earlier, and sipped it.

"Tsk tsk, the tea’s not bad, just not hot enough."

The old principal slowly lifted his head, stunned at first, his mind quickly turning, this familiar man seemed to have been seen somewhere, but he couldn’t immediately recall who he was.

Finally, the old guy slapped his forehead suddenly. Wasn’t this the guy who ruined his plans last time? And the scoundrel student Hua Baijian personally introduced back then.

Why is he here today? Could it be that he’s unable to stay at school? Or maybe he wants a diploma and leave?

You know, this guy’s been skipping classes in the Archaeology Department for more than just a day or two now, and even brought the poor student Shao Huo along. He’s already been lenient enough.

Oh my, why do I keep encountering this living Bodhisattva?

The old guy felt more pitiful the more he thought about it, even had the urge to cry.

"What’s wrong? It’s been so long, and you’ve forgotten an old acquaintance like me?" Lin Zifeng kept smiling while drinking the premium Iron Bodhisattva tea, which he usually couldn’t bear to drink.

This was brought over by a friend from Suzhou and Hangzhou, not insanely priced but rare enough.

Now it’s being casually downed by this guy, anyone would feel the pinch.

"Uh, hehe, how could I?" Principal Zhou tried hard to squeeze out a professional smile saying, "You, you came to see me today, may I ask why?"

After finishing his tea, Lin Zifeng wiped his mouth, picked up the sealed pack of Soft Zhonghua on the desk, took one. He even pocketed it, causing the old principal’s face to twitch.

"No reason." Lin Zifeng casually inhaled the cigarette, acting as if he really came just to enjoy some tea and cigarettes.

"No reason? Then why are you here?"

The old principal probed.

"Do you really want to know?"

Lin Zifeng leaned close and said seriously.

The old man nodded eagerly, "I do."

"Alright, since Principal Zhou wants to know, please summon your son here."

"Summon my son?" Principal Zhou was confused,

"You can also call your sister." Lin Zifeng said.

"..."

"Don’t you think this is not appropriate?"

Principal Zhou’s old face darkened.

"Classmate, oh no. Brother, if you have some grudge with my son, please tell me. I will give you justice. That brat is always fooling around causing trouble. If he’s offended you, just let me know, and I’ll make him apologize to you."

The principal was well aware, the person in front of him had ties to Tianyu Group. Even though Hua Baijian was gone, his daughter was still at Yunhai University.

It’s unwise to offend those from Tianyu Group.

"No, I’m just looking for him to chat. Seriously, I won’t do anything to him, there’s no need to look at me like that." Lin Zifeng sincerely nodded.

"Oh, and also Deng Ziwen, call them both here too."

"Call Deng Ziwen too?"

Principal Zhou was even more puzzled.

"Is there anything difficult about that?" Lin Zifeng asked.

"No, it’s just I find it hard to believe you’d call my son and Deng Ziwen just to chat?"

He would never believe Lin Zifeng wanted them for a simple chat.

"Of course." Lin Zifeng nodded, "Don’t worry, I won’t hit them."

"Hit them?"

Principal Zhou was startled.

He didn’t know what this guy intended to do. Now that he named his son and Deng Ziwen directly, he was forced to comply. While making the call, he cursed Lin Zifeng’s ancestors in his mind.

His gaze never leaving Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng acted indifferent, leaned back on a chair, as if it was his own place, playing around with the principal’s computer. As he browsed, he found some high-resolution, um, seeds...

Even some were pixelated, which almost made Lin Zifeng punch through the computer—

Meanwhile, the old principal’s face was turning as purple as an eggplant.

Those high-resolution videos were his treasured collection over the years. Sitting in his office, having some tea, watching videos when he’s in the mood, calling the young woman in for a little fun, living the high life—

Anyway, this Yunhai University was partly funded by corporate resources, and the Empire couldn’t control him.

"Dad, you called me?"

Before long, Zhou Wenlong and Deng Ziwen came in from the office outside.

"It’s you!"

Deng Ziwen immediately saw Lin Zifeng with his feet up on the desk chair.