Super Soldier in Campus-Chapter 683 - 688: Betting Agreement_1

Upon suddenly hearing her grandfather's voice, although Xu Jing wasn't being romantic with Lin Feng, she still distinctly felt a surge of guilt...

"Grandfather..." Xu Jing unconsciously turned around, her face betraying a hint of panic as she looked at Xu Yishan and whispered his name.

"Mr. Xu..." Lin Feng also looked at Xu Yishan, his expression awkward, and called out with a somewhat guilty conscience.

"No need to be nervous... I just happened to be passing by... Haha, young people! I was young once too, I understand..." Xu Yishan's face was one big smile as he chuckled. He actually felt quite content with the rapid developments between Lin Feng and his granddaughter...

"Grandfather, you've misunderstood. Lin Feng and I, we aren't..." Xu Jing explained, her face flushing a little, then she turned to glare at Lin Feng and grumbled, "Lin Feng, if you're not actually hurt, then get up..."

"Oh..." Only then did Lin Feng belatedly sit up, hop off the bed, and stand before Xu Yishan.

"Mm, Lin Feng, you lad, you're really something. I wasn't wrong about you... Hehe..." Xu Yishan's face beamed with satisfaction as he looked at Lin Feng, lightly patting his shoulder and nodding in approval.

"Er... I suppose so..." Faced with Old Master Xu's praise, Lin Feng was somewhat at a loss. Glancing at Xu Jing, whose face had darkened considerably, he could only nod awkwardly in acceptance of the compliment.

"I didn't mean to disturb you... It's just that young Ning and Little Bai have finished their discussion. He asked me to check if you need a ride back tonight..." Xu Yishan chuckled, glancing between Lin Feng and Xu Jing, then added, "Actually, Lin Feng, I think you should just stay the night..."

Hearing Xu Yishan's words, Xu Jing's face darkened even more. She was utterly speechless. Why is Grandfather in such a hurry to push me out? Does he really think I can't find a husband? To even tell Lin Feng to stay the night... Does Grandfather actually want Lin Feng to sleep in my room?

At this thought, Xu Jing couldn't help but recall the sensation of Lin Feng's 'wicked thing' accidentally pressing against her most intimate place, and her face flushed an even deeper shade of crimson. Moreover, a flicker of anger sparked in her heart. That Lin Feng was too audacious! She was his counselor, after all! How dare he... harbor such thoughts about her...

"Mr. Ning is leaving? I should go back with him then..." Since what Xu Yishan imagined hadn't actually occurred between Lin Feng and Xu Jing, it was naturally out of the question for him to stay the night.

Yet, human psychology is a strange thing. Hearing Lin Feng's eagerness to leave, Xu Jing, who had initially been annoyed at him for harboring improper thoughts about her, suddenly felt a flicker of doubt. Is he in such a hurry to leave because he's anxious to get back to Ning Aoxue?

That must be it... Xu Jing thought with a touch of dejection. Although she was quite an attractive woman herself, compared to the much younger and more beautiful Ning Aoxue, Xu Jing felt she held no particular advantage, even feeling somewhat inadequate... 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Lin Feng was worried that if he stayed, Xu Jing would discover that the back of his head wasn't actually injured. So, he quickly told Old Master Xu he was leaving. He didn't even say goodbye to Xu Jing before heading for the door and exiting the room.

Seeing this, Xu Jing felt even more dejected.

...

On the way back, Ning Fuxun was driving. Lin Feng sat comfortably in the passenger seat, reminiscing about the bittersweet, intimate moment he had experienced in Xu Jing's room...

"Lin Feng... what are your thoughts on my proposal to sponsor the Martial Hall and make you its head?" Ning Fuxun suddenly asked.

"My thoughts?" Lin Feng turned to look at Ning Fuxun's calm face and chuckled. "That's a generous offer, and I'm deeply honored... If it's just a nominal position, I suppose I can give it a try..."

Hearing Lin Feng's casual response, Ning Fuxun wondered, Doesn't he worry that he lacks the ability to manage such a large-scale hall? Why does he sound so full of confidence?

"Lin Feng, it might be a little different from what you're imagining..." Ning Fuxun said with a smile as he drove. "Appointing you as head isn't just about giving you a nominal title. Regarding the Martial Hall's share distribution, I plan for the Hong Sect to hold 50%, I'll personally take 30%, and as for you... I intend to give you 20% of the shares, free and clear. Plus, you'll have full decision-making authority over all its affairs! Do you understand?"

"What?" Only then did Lin Feng show his surprise. It was understandable for the Hong Sect to hold 50% of the shares in the Martial Hall. After all, this was Ning Fuxun's way of 'buying insurance'; without putting down serious capital, how could the Hong Sect be expected to heavily protect him? Ning Fuxun allocating 30% to himself was also fine—it was his money, so he could do as he pleased with his own share. The real question was...

"Give me 20% of the shares for free? Why?" It had been mentioned that Ning Fuxun's investment would be at least ten figures. Twenty percent of the shares amounted to nearly 200 million in assets—a terrifying sum! Although Lin Feng believed in an occasional windfall from the heavens, he definitely didn't believe such a massive pie would just fall onto his head for no reason! After all, a pie that big could crush someone!

"Of course, it's not being given to you directly..." Ning Fuxun said with a natural laugh. "These shares would only be in your name temporarily. I want to sign a... betting agreement with you."

"A betting agreement? What kind of betting agreement?" Lin Feng's interest was piqued.

"Regardless of the methods you use, if, within three years, you can make this new Martial Hall the main headquarters of the Hong Sect, then that 20% stake will be transferred from my name to yours!" Ning Fuxun looked at Lin Feng and said calmly, "Do you understand what I mean? If you can't do it, I will forcibly buy back that 20% stake from you for 10 million in cash. In other words, if you fail to complete the task I've set for you within three years, all you'll get is 10 million! So, are you game to make this bet with me?"

Lin Feng stared at Ning Fuxun, shocked and deeply stirred. He couldn't believe this was Ning Fuxun's ambition. According to what Ning Fuxun had said at Xu Yishan's house, this new Hong Fist Martial Arts Hall was supposed to be a semi-official martial arts hall established under the auspices of the Sports Bureau. If this new Hong Fist Martial Arts Hall were to become the Hong Sect's headquarters, wouldn't that mean the Hong Sect would be completely legitimized by then?

Legitimize the entire Hong Sect within three years?

This was the task Ning Fuxun was assigning to Lin Feng! And the reward for completing it was ownership of shares in the new Martial Hall worth 200 million! And note, that's 200 million *now*. If the new Martial Hall truly became the Hong Sect's headquarters, that 20% stake would be worth far more than 200 million in three years!

This was an opportunity for Lin Feng to build his own enterprise. However, achieving it would be incredibly difficult...

"Why choose me?" Lin Feng's throat felt a little dry, his voice slightly hoarse as he asked. Yes, he was tempted...

"You find this strange?" Ning Fuxun glanced at Lin Feng and laughed, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "You saved my life twice and Aoxue's life twice. Don't you think our lives are worth a 20% stake?"