Chapter 195: It’s No Longer a True Reveal
In order to prevent the taxi driver from bringing up any topics, Lin Zifeng almost talked about everything under the sun during the ride, hoping that he would not ask about Nangong Bing’s affair. Otherwise, if this Bodhisattva finally calmed down, there’s no telling what kind of outburst might come next.
But despite all his careful planning, the moment Lin Zifeng and Nangong Bing got out of the car to pay, that coward actually grinned slyly at Lin Zifeng and said, "Bro, consider this money as my sympathy for you, I don’t need it." After saying that, he also unashamedly turned his head toward Nangong Bing and chuckled, "Your husband is actually pretty good to you, huh? Is there a need to go out and cheat?"
"..." Black lines formed instantly on Lin Zifeng’s forehead one after another.
Nangong Bing was initially startled, then her temper flared up on the spot, her chest heaving with anger. But Lin Zifeng reacted quickly, pointing at the bald driver and shouting, "What, what kind of thing is that to say? Who, who cheated? Speak clearly."
The bald driver merely chuckled, without another word, gave Lin Zifeng a ’you know what I mean’ look, then drove off with a wide grin.
Turning back to look at Nangong Bing’s scowling face, Lin Zifeng’s heart sank. It was over now. Truly over.
Still, he committed to the act to the end, pointing at the departing bald driver and cursing loudly, "Damn it! If you have the guts, don’t leave! Who talks and insults people like that? Have the decency to come back and make things clear before you go!"
Nangong Bing was almost white-knuckled with rage, her cold, lovely face nearly radiant with fury. If she had a bow and arrow in her hands at that moment, Lin Zifeng would likely be riddled with holes.
When the two returned to the hotel late at night, Nangong Bing stayed up all night, unable to understand how Sun Ziliang knew she was in Yanjing. And now that Sun Ziliang was killed by the man with the bronze mask, would the police discover anything?
After much thought, Nangong Bing grew more and more frightened, and in desperation, she had no choice but to seek out Lin Zifeng for advice. After all, in Yanjing, he was the only man she could rely on now.
But the problem she had pondered all night was answered so bluntly and directly when it reached Lin Zifeng’s lips.
"Forget about the project, let’s hurry back."
"Go back? What about the project then? Wouldn’t that mean we’re just handing over our future development strategy to someone else?"
Nangong Bing’s graceful figure trembled slightly, feeling that Lin Zifeng’s words lacked any reason. She had come personally, so how could she simply abandon such an important project?
Moreover, the company was in a phase of growth, and considerations for the bigger picture must be taken into account.
"Do you find Yanjing especially quiet and peaceful, CEO?"
Lin Zifeng took a deep drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled a ring of smoke, smiling as he spoke.
"You got captured on your first day here, haven’t you ever suspected there’s something wrong with that?"
"You mean..." Lin Zifeng’s words were like waking someone from a dream, instantly illuminating the problem Nangong Bing had pondered all night long.
"Heh, as long as you understand, CEO. So listen to me, we’ll head back in the morning. As for this contract and project, there’s plenty of time to talk about it later."
Lin Zifeng’s meaning was very clear; on Nangong Bing’s first day in Yanjing, Sun Ziliang had already received the news. There must have been a mole, and the businesses discussing collaboration with Nangong Bing must have played a crucial role in this. Otherwise, how could Nangong Bing have been sought out on her very first day? Even if, for the sake of argument, she looked pretty, that shouldn’t have brought disaster upon her right away.
"Oh, who would have guessed you had that ability, huh?" Nangong Bing hugged her voluptuous xx with both hands, looking at Lin Zifeng with a thick smile and a sheepish laugh.
"Hehe, boss, don’t you go dissing people like that. No matter what you say, I, Lin Zifeng, may not have many skills, but my few years as a soldier are still there. At the very least, my awareness and insight into matters should be much stronger than the average person’s."
Lin Zifeng stared at her smirking face.
"You were a soldier?"
"What’s wrong? Looking down on me, are you? Do I need to constantly brag about my military experience? Haven’t you heard that the true person does not show themselves off, and those who show off are not true people?"
Lin Zifeng boasted about himself pompously.
"Psh! With your look, the fact that any troop took you in is simply eight lifetimes of bad luck. Always idle, never taking care of business, where’s a soldier’s role model in you?"
"Er... I’m saying, boss, chat is chat, but you can’t be maliciously attacking people! It’s not nice to damage someone’s reputation . Even taking a step back, at least I do have a legitimate good work system."
"Your profession? Security guard?" Nangong Bing felt an urge to laugh, amazed that this Mr. Lin could even bring it up. A security guard who constantly talks about his job, with not a bit of ambition. Shouldn’t you at least have some spirit of courageous advancement?
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Look here, boss, that’s where you’re wrong. I have to criticize you on behalf of the party and the people. Chairman Mao taught us: What is work? Work is struggle. We work to solve difficulties, to struggle, where there are problems that need solutions. The more difficult the place, the more we must go. That is the mark of a good comrade. Don’t tell me you look down on us security guards? Without this glorious and great profession of ours, just think about it, what would Tianyu become?"
Lin Zifeng started telling a vivid story to Nangong Bing, which instantly caused her brows to furrow, thinking this scoundrel is impossible to communicate with. It was hard enough to exchange a few words with him, and now he has gone off on a tangent again.
I am your direct superior, after all. Don’t you even know how to flatter a little? Even leaving aside the boss-employee relationship, I’m at least not too unpleasant to look at, right? You could give some face and compliment me a bit, but this guy was completely immersed in his own state of consciousness, rambling with spit flying, without a shred of realization.
"Forget it, I can’t be bothered to argue with you over such nonsense. Just keep up the good work with your ’struggle’ in the room. Also, you need to book my ticket for tomorrow in advance. I’m too tired today, don’t disturb me when the time comes."
Having said that, Nangong Bing walked away with a haughty snort and a flamboyant turn, not even bothering to look back.
"Hey, hey! Don’t go, boss, I haven’t finished talking yet!" Lin Zifeng quickly jumped up from the sofa, scurrying in front of Nangong Bing.
"Is there anything else? Don’t bother me if it’s nothing."
"Hehe, actually, it’s nothing major. It’s just, about the ticket for tomorrow, could you, could you perhaps cover the cost in advance for me?"
"You! Can’t you just pay for it yourself first without dying?"
Nangong Bing was originally pleased with herself for gaining the upper hand, but then he had the audacity to ask for the ticket money right now—what kind of person was he? How could anyone be such a cheapskate?
Instantly, Nangong Bing’s face darkened.
She was close to slapping him, looking at his harmlessly stupid expression, Nangong Bing couldn’t be angrier...