Let s Squander A Billion First! - Chapter 223

Chapter 223: Chapter 223: The King’s Return (20)

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“Do you see him?” Jiang Ye led Chuzheng to a corner and pointed in a direction.

There sat three people, all others around them kept their distance, creating a vacuum zone.

“The person you’re looking for should be him,” Jiang Ye said. “I asked around for you; his name is Qi Feng, a well-known intermediary in the underworld.”

This kind of person only connects others; he doesn’t touch anything else.

But his network is vast.

The man Chuzheng was looking for was the one sitting in the center.

He looked quite refined, wearing gold-framed glasses, much like a professor teaching in a classroom.

“Mr. Yin,” Chuzheng suddenly spoke up.

Jiang Ye followed Chuzheng’s gaze and the man stiffened as he turned around.

Seeing clearly who called him, and true to his thoughts, a trace of fear showed in the depths of his eyes.

He hesitated for a moment then approached, “Miss Chuzheng.”

“Mr. Yin, do me a favor.”

“…”

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Yin Hong glanced at Jiang Ye, who stood very close to Chuzheng, and there seemed to be an ambiguous air between them.

He felt a drumming in his heart.

What did she want him to do this time?

He shouldn’t have coveted the things Sheng Min left behind…

But if he really had to do it all over again, Yin Hong felt he would still go for it.

Yin Hong pushed down the chaotic thoughts in his heart and coughed, “Cough cough… Miss Chuzheng, please speak, I’ll help if I can.”

Jiang Ye stayed silent about Chuzheng’s business matters, leaning casually to the side.

But Yin Hong felt immense pressure.

This young man looked somewhat familiar…

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“Mr. Yin, what is it that you wanted to talk to me about?”

In the corridor, Qi Feng’s tone carried noticeable impatience.

Yin Hong put on a smile and continued to lead the way, “Mr. Qi, the matter I’m discussing is quite significant; let’s go over there to avoid eavesdroppers.”

Qi Feng didn’t want to offend these people, even someone like Yin Hong who wasn’t considered a big shot.

After all, sometimes the lowlier people were, the more shameless they could be when causing trouble.

Offending such petty people wasn’t beneficial for him.

“Just ahead, just ahead, we’re almost there.”

Qi Feng followed Yin Hong around a bend, and was about to speak when he noticed a figure standing there.

Qi Feng stopped in his tracks and adjusted his glasses with his hand.

“Mr. Yin, you led me here for someone else, didn’t you?”

Yin Hong chuckled awkwardly, then bolted away.

He had to get away quickly; he didn’t want to be cannon fodder.

Qi Feng: “…”

The extraordinarily good-looking young man leaned idly against the railing, his black suit highlighting his graceful presence.

He casually looked up, his eyes holding a light smile as he greeted, “Mr. Qi.”

Qi Feng let his hand fall and pocketed it, “Mr. Jiang, may I know why you’re looking for me?”

“It’s not me who’s looking for you.” The young man straightened up and made a welcoming gesture, “Please.”

Qi Feng looked in that direction.

It led to a staircase, and further up was the top of the cruise ship.

Jiang Ye was actually a guide.

Who exactly wanted to meet with him?

Qi Feng took a deep breath and ascended the stairs.

The top deck should have been crowded, but now it was empty,

No…

There was one person.

She was sitting in the center, with various pastries and drinks on the table, and the neon lights outlined the figure of the young girl clearly and brightly.

She was merely sitting casually on a simplistic chair, yet she exuded the aura of a throne.

Qi Feng stopped at the top of the stairs.

His brows furrowed slightly, the Sheng Family’s Sheng Chuzheng?

Jiang Ye casually called out, “Mr. Qi?”

Qi Feng turned back and continued toward Chuzheng, “Miss Sheng.”

Chuzheng nodded coldly, signaling him to sit.

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Jiang Ye then walked over to Chuzheng’s side and didn’t take a seat, just leaned against her chair like a devoted knight guarding Her Royal Highness the Queen.

Qi Feng’s gaze circled around Jiang Ye and Chuzheng.

How did these two get mixed up together?

Who was Jiang Ye?

The Hei Jin’s Second Master Jiang…

Normally a rival to the Sheng Family, yet now he stood together with them. This was quite peculiar.

“Miss Sheng, do you need something from me?” Qi Feng sat down with remarkable composure, his hands clasped in front of him.

Chuzheng had no intention of beating around the bush, “I want to know who wants me dead.”

The young girl’s brows and eyes were cold, and her tone was even calmer.

Qi Feng couldn’t help but take a second look.

The information in his hands showed that Miss Sheng was not the type…

Could the disappearance of Sheng Min change a person this much?

People are complex, and Qi Feng knew this well. Therefore, he only found it strange for a moment without any unrealistic speculations.

“What is Miss Sheng talking about?” Qi Feng’s expression didn’t change, “How would I know who wants to take Miss Sheng’s life?”

Chuzheng placed her phone on the table, giving it a push at the bottom, sliding it with gentle force.

The phone slid across to the opposite side.

Qi Feng stretched out his hand to catch it.

Qi Feng paused for a few seconds before picking up the phone.

“You recognize him, don’t you?”

Qi Feng glanced at it and put it down, “I do know him, Miss Sheng, but what of it? You should know what I do. I know many people.”

He pushed the phone back.

“If Miss Sheng has nothing else, I’ll be taking my leave.”

Chuzheng threw out a card, “There’s twenty million in here for a name.”

The card skimmed through the air, landing perfectly in front of Qi Feng.

Qi Feng paused in his movement to stand.

He sat back down, a trace of a smile appearing on his elegant face, “Miss Sheng, you’re quite the generous one, but I’m sorry, I can’t take this deal.”

“Fifty million.”

Chuzheng produced a second card.

Qi Feng stared at the two cards.

Fifty million for a name… What’s going on with the Sheng Family?

Thinking back to the time when Miss Sheng from the Sheng Family had let billions worth of goods sink to the bottom of the sea, Qi Feng inexplicably calmed down again.

The Sheng Family had its resources, but at the rate she was spending, it wouldn’t take long for them to be depleted.

“Miss Sheng, you should know, in my profession, client confidentiality is paramount, the reputation is what we do. If I tell you today, who will come to me for business in the future?”

Qi Feng smiled as he pushed the cards back again.

Fifty million was a lot, but not enough to make Qi Feng take the risk.

“One billion.”

“…”

One billion for a name.

It was impossible for Qi Feng not to be swayed.

“Miss Sheng, this banquet lasts three days, surely I have time to consider?” Qi Feng asked.

“No,” Chuzheng rejected without mercy, her delicate brows and eyes filled with coldness, “You have two choices: either take the money and tell me, or I will ask in my own way. Which will it be?”

Qi Feng: “…”

Isn’t paying money your method?

What other methods could there be?

Clearly in Chuzheng’s view, paying money was the bastard’s method.

Her way was to take action directly.

Not to fuss endlessly with these people.

Wasting time and breath.

“Miss Sheng…”

Chuzheng activated the countdown timer on her phone, placing it on the table, “Ten minutes.”

Qi Feng: “…”

Out of nowhere, Jiang Ye produced a gun and twirled it in his hand, slowly and deliberately speaking, “Mr. Qi, taking money is always better than losing a life, isn’t it?”

Qi Feng: “…”

Having been thoroughly searched upon arrival, how on earth did he manage to bring a gun with him!