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Regardless of Vera's or Miyamoto's identity, Xiao Yefeng walked towards the registration desk of the Golden House Courtyard with an envelope in hand. He was quite familiar with government officials like Vera, who clearly relied on information exchange. Before turning eighteen, Xiao Yefeng had interacted with various individuals of this sort almost every day.
Xiao Yefeng rated Vera's beauty a solid ninety. With her mixed heritage, a golden ratio figure, and sapphire-like eyes, she was undoubtedly a stunning woman in the eyes of any normal man. However, for Xiao Yefeng, even if Vera were to throw herself at him now, he would not be swayed. The information he had obtained came at the cost of two years in prison and a life-or-death mission.
Liu Yiyi, the perfect goddess and a superstar in everyone's eyes, was the extraordinary heiress of a family that possessed a quarter of China's wealth. She was the person Xiao Yefeng had gone to great lengths to find, raising questions about why such a well-known celebrity would require him to pay such a high price.
Yet everything was worth it because of what Xiao Yefeng had gained—a secret known only to a few. This secret could shake the Liu Family, renowned throughout China, to its core. However, Xiao Yefeng was not part of any family power; he could only keep this information to himself.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng stood before a building styled like a Western temple, where large characters appeared on the sign: Registration!
These four words were as clichéd as they could be, yet beneath the warm winter sun, a long line of people twisted around.
The queue consisted of both men and women, all dressed in beautiful traditional attire. However, their clothing did little to enhance their elegance. Instead, Xiao Yefeng noticed a common look in their eyes—desire!
These individuals were all waiting to check into the precious Golden House Apartment. This was the power of the Golden House Apartment; anyone wishing to stay had to wait in line themselves. Hiring someone else to queue was futile; whoever queued would be the one to check in—provided they could afford it.
Patiently waiting in line from mid-morning until sunset, Xiao Yefeng finally reached his turn. The security guard respectfully invited him inside, showcasing the service quality at Golden House Apartment. Despite his worn-out clothing, he was treated with utmost respect.
"Sir, please hold on for a moment. We are experiencing some internal issues; we will complete your check-in within one minute," the security guard said politely.
However, after finishing his sentence, the guard stood at the entrance while a group of security personnel rushed out through the door. Then Xiao Yefeng heard someone outside announce: "We apologize, ladies and gentlemen; check-ins for today at Golden House Apartment will end here due to internal reasons. We are closing early!"
The early closure left many people grumbling, especially the man standing right behind Xiao Yefeng, who glared with resentment at the man who had just edged him out. At that moment, this man summoned one of his subordinates and said: "Keep an eye on that guy who just went in; find out his information. I want this arrogant fool to pay dearly!"
At that moment, the well-dressed man was filled with fury. It was clear that he had some unpleasant history with Xiao Yefeng, and a murderous intent brewed within him. This all began when Xiao Yefeng walked into the queue area.
Holding an envelope, Xiao Yefeng entered the hall, but at the same time, another man walked in through a different door—the very man now consumed by rage. However, at that moment, this man was in high spirits.
"Sir, please wait your turn!" the security guard said to him, while Xiao Yefeng had already taken the spot where this man intended to stand.
"You... don't you know I, Zhu the Young Master, came in first? Are you blind?" The man shouted almost hoarsely.
"Sir, please behave yourself, or we will have to call the police!" The security guard seemed unfazed by Zhu the Young Master's words, perhaps due to having dealt with too many people like him or feeling invincible.
"You! Good job! I'm giving face to Golden House Apartment!" With that, Zhu the Young Master pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket and tossed it onto Xiao Yefeng's backpack. "Country bumpkin! Take the money and get out of here, then come back in!"
Indeed, Xiao Yefeng had been insulted as a country bumpkin. However, it was true that he looked out of place in this lavish hall. Yet Zhu the Young Master was also correct in stating that Xiao Yefeng had entered the queue later than him. The reason the security guard allowed Xiao Yefeng to go ahead was due to Zhu the Young Master's behavior.
Zhu the Young Master swaggered into the hall with two women dressed in outfits that barely covered more than bikinis. Upon entering, he couldn't help but lick his lips at the Two Goddesses. This action inadvertently allowed Xiao Yefeng to step into line first, leading Zhu the Young Master to make a decision he would regret for life.
"Are you touching me?" Xiao Yefeng felt something brush against his backpack and turned around.
"Of course! You country bumpkin don’t know you can’t queue for someone else? Just look at you; helping others queue won’t earn you any money. This twenty thousand is my gift to you. Take it and leave, or just stand behind me!" Zhu the Young Master said arrogantly while holding onto his two companions.
Xiao Yefeng was stunned. Yes, he was stunned because it had been a long time since anyone spoke to him like this. A smile was his most common expression of emotion—whether joy, anger, or sadness. He picked up the twenty thousand yuan that had fallen on the ground, brushed off the nonexistent dust, and said, "Money is innocent; no one should waste it."
"What are you babbling about? Just take my money and scram! I don’t need your lessons!" Zhu the Young Master replied with a disdainful expression and a contemptuous tone.
"I'm sorry, but the things I have are only what I don't want. No one can take them away! Money is earned bit by bit by hard work. Even if you received it from your ancestors, remember that this money was earned through the struggles of working people. Considering this is your first offense, I won't hold it against you. Just take your money and wait in line!" Xiao Yefeng said as he shoved the money into Zhu the Young Master's hands.
At that moment, Zhu the Young Master’s face, already flushed due to his weight, turned a deep shade of purple. In his over twenty years of life, no one had ever spoken to him in such an educational tone. Even his father, having had him late in life, treated him with utmost indulgence. The sudden reprimand made Zhu the Young Master feel that his dignity had been provoked.
There’s an old saying that wealth doesn’t last beyond three generations, meaning that the descendants of the rich only enjoy the pleasures that money brings and lose the ability to earn it themselves. Zhu the Young Master was clearly one of those cases. Anger boiled within him as he pushed aside the Two Goddesses beside him and grabbed Xiao Yefeng by the collar, saying, "You better watch out! My name is Zhu Ganglie, and my not acting against you doesn’t mean I’m afraid of you. It’s just because we’re in the Golden House Courtyard. You’d better pray you can stay here for a lifetime; otherwise, I’ll make you understand the price of provoking me!"
With that, Zhu the Young Master seized a woman who had just gotten up from the ground and viciously grabbed her chest with his pig-like hand. The immense force turned her soft flesh into something akin to playdough, and the pain nearly made her scream. Although security intervened to stop this behavior, both women endured legal humiliation at the hands of Zhu the Young Master while waiting in line.
This made Xiao Yefeng narrow his eyes involuntarily. He despised people like Zhu Ganglie—those who vent their frustrations on those weaker than themselves due to their own inadequacies. Xiao Yefeng felt pity for Zhu Ganglie but felt even more sorrow for these two women who were clearly enduring all sorts of humiliation for money. In a crowded waiting hall, they were willing to go through such degrading experiences just for financial gain.
At that moment, Xiao Yefeng couldn’t help but think of a former teammate—a beautiful, sexy, and incredibly strong Western Woman. If she were to witness this scene, he was certain that man would suffer greatly, and these two women would fare even worse because she would not tolerate any bullying against women. Of course, she also wouldn’t accept women who lost their dignity for money in her presence.
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