Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 137 - 137 137 I heard that the seaside villas are nice asking for votes

137: 137: I heard that the seaside villas are nice [asking for votes] 137: 137: I heard that the seaside villas are nice [asking for votes] Secretary Liao stood at the door and did not intend to let Tang Feng inside, rolling her eyes as she turned to leave.

I must have a vendetta against this woman, I really want to smack her a couple of times.

Seeing that there was no one around, Tang Feng slipped inside.

Old Man Wen was reviewing a document when suddenly a figure appeared before him, startling him into shaking hands, and he stood up, his glasses nearly falling off.

However, he quickly regained his composure, straightened his glasses, sat back down, and put on a smile, “Are you from the Su Family?”

“Is that what you think?” Tang Feng sat down, his gaze fixed on Old Man Wen, who felt his eyelids twitch uncontrollably, not understanding the meaning behind his words.

“Other than your Su Family’s experts, I don’t think anyone else would come here for no reason.

Has the matter been taken care of?” Old Man Wen proved his high status, hiding any internal turmoil behind a composed exterior.

Immersed in high positions for decades, he truly was incomparable to the average person, as Tang Feng picked up a soft pack from the desk and began to smoke one.

The specially supplied cigarette was indeed mellow, “Chairman Wen, I’m afraid the people from the Su Family won’t be coming anymore.”

“Who on earth are you?” At that moment, Old Man Wen couldn’t maintain his composure, his hands under the table betraying his agitation.

“You meticulously schemed against me without even knowing who I am, isn’t that a bit childish?” Tang Feng was speechless, finding it unbelievable that Old Man Wen would target him without even knowing him, showing how much he doted on his son.

“I don’t understand what you’re talking about?” Old Man Wen thought there were many who wanted to deal with him and he had dealt with quite a few himself, so naturally, he did not take someone like Tang Feng seriously.

“Your son has tried to deal with me time and again,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

“What’s the grudge between Chunliang and you?

The issues of you young people shouldn’t be brought to me, young man.

Are you making a mountain out of a molehill?” Old Man Wen’s hands were shaking even more, but he just wouldn’t admit it—such shamelessness from the old man.

“Chairman Wen, I came in person to give you face, so don’t play these meaningless games with me.

I’ve pointed out the Su Family, how much longer will you pretend?” Tang Feng’s tone changed, becoming sharp and confrontational.

“I didn’t expect you to be someone the Su Family couldn’t handle, it seems I’ve underestimated you, young man.

State your conditions, and I’ll give you a satisfactory reply if it’s within my abilities,” Old Man Wen realized Tang Feng wouldn’t dare do anything to him in this building and suddenly felt as if he had nothing to fear.

“Honestly, I really don’t want to lay hands on an old man, but I just can’t get this stuff off my chest.

I want to ask you, as a father, are you unaware of your son’s actions, or maybe he’s your dad?” Tang Feng’s words were harsh enough to infuriate Old Man Wen, who slammed his hand on the desk.

“Insolence!

Young man, it’s not your place to lecture me,” Old Man Wen’s authority was unquestioned, and few dared speak to him this way.

But Tang Feng laughed, undaunted, “All that bluster is useless, it may intimidate your subordinates, but Chairman Wen, do you believe that with just a thought, I could turn you to dust?”

A wave of energy enveloped Old Man Wen, making his forehead break out in sweat, his eyes wide with terror.

A simple Illusion Array was enough to scare him half to death.

“You, you’re a Cultivator, no, you can’t lay hands on us mortals,” Old Man Wen at least knew some things.

“I’m not that bored, but I’d like to know how you plan to handle this.

You’ve interfered with my studies and my life,” Tang Feng retracted the Formation, smiling at Old Man Wen.

Chairman Wen’s mouth twitched, knowing full well that this guy in front of him had no real interest in studies, skipping classes and barely attending the university once a fortnight, let alone living a mundane life—he lived with a bevy of women, his life vibrant and colorful.

Knowing this, however, Wen could only respond with a forced smile.

“You tell me, how do you wish to resolve this?” Old Man Wen sighed, seeming to age a decade all at once.

“I hear you have a few nice villas by the sea?” Before coming here, Tang Feng had Mei Ling meticulously investigate all of Old Man Wen’s background.

Having been in Nandu for so many years, Old Man Wen had accumulated countless properties and secret gold.

Tang Feng would not hesitate to take these things away.

After all, when Old Man Wen eventually stepped down, he wouldn’t be able to keep them anyway.

Old Wen was terrified when he heard the words.

Those properties had been through several hands and he’d been extremely secretive about the transactions, yet this young man had managed to find out.

The abilities of cultivators were too frightening; in front of them he felt like a child whose pants were open, unable to hide anything.

“Fine, the villa is yours, but you have to promise to let this go,” he said.

“You should say that to your son.

I don’t have the spare time.

Frankly speaking, going shopping is much more important than this trip to see you,” Tang Feng said with a smile.

“Give me a moment, please.” Old Man Wen made a phone call and soon after, two middle-aged men walked in, each carrying several document bags.

“Lawyer Qin, Chairman Chen, let’s handle it right here,” Old Wen sighed deeply and said no more.

Some fifteen minutes later, Tang Feng left with the deeds to ten villas in his hand, each a super five-story facing the sea, in the best location, with the best decorations, and the best surroundings.

This old man really knew how to enjoy life.

“Thanks, then I won’t disturb you at work,” Tang Feng said, waving the property deeds in his hand as he turned to leave.

“Chief Wen, what’s going on here?” Both the lawyer and the chairman were utterly confused.

“Don’t ask about what doesn’t concern you.

Go back,” Old Wen said, his face turning stern, and the two middle-aged men quickly excused themselves.

Stepping out of the door, both were still puzzled.

These were Old Wen’s most hidden assets, and just like that, he handed them over.

Could it be an illegitimate son?

Even though they dared not voice their thoughts, being involved in this matter, they didn’t know if it was good or bad.

They exchanged a look and both felt the urge to flee.

They couldn’t stay, fearing they might die without knowing how.

Old Wen had not anticipated that his two most trusted people would fly out of the country that very day, never to return, taking with them all his wealth.

Angry, he ended up in the hospital the next day.

However, in this way, he became safe, but the efforts of decades were now reduced to naught, and he couldn’t get over his anger.

Thus, he sent people overseas to find the lawyer and the chairman.

Tang Feng didn’t care about this anymore; he planned to give the villas to a woman he was acquainted with as a way of ending their connection after he left.

After all, he wasn’t going to stay in the city for too long.

After greeting Lin Yunqiu, Secretary Liao escorted him out again.

This time he decided to play a trick on her.

He deliberately walked in front of her and suddenly stopped.

For some reason, even though she could have avoided him, Secretary Liao ended up plunging into Tang Feng’s arms, her lips pressing against his face as she was quite tall.

Tang Feng was inwardly elated, but he couldn’t show it and had to feign extreme anger instead.

Pushing Secretary Liao away, he touched his cheek with an expression of deep anguish, “Secretary Liao, although you may have a crush on me, you should not steal my first kiss like this.”

“You, pah!

I would never have a crush on you,” Secretary Liao said with extreme mortification, her face turning bright red as Tang Feng’s clever retort left her seething.

“Then you shouldn’t have tempted me.

This face isn’t reserved for you,” Tang Feng shamelessly retorted.

“Pah!

As if I care.

I wish I could rinse my mouth right now.

Don’t think I don’t know what kind of a despicable guy you are.

I never want to see you again,” Secretary Liao said before turning and running away, but within a few steps, she stumbled and fell to the ground.

Damn it, that went too far.

Tang Feng ran over with a wry smile on his face.

Not caring whether she agreed or not, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her into the building.