Super Soldier in Campus-Chapter 737 - 742

After Zhou Yang and Lin Feng followed Chen Chunhua to this private residence, they had been instructed to wait in the living room, drinking tea and reading newspapers. Lin Feng, who had been taken by Yan Su to find Wu Mei, had already been gone for well over an hour. Finally, Zhou Yang began to grow impatient.

Zhou Yang was never one for following rules. Managing to hold his temper for over an hour was purely out of respect for Lin Feng. If it had been anyone else who left him waiting like this for so long, Zhou Yang would have likely thrown a punch by now!

However, even at this moment, Zhou Yang was frustrated beyond belief. He stood up from the sofa, found the kitchen, and retrieved a few beers and a pile of snacks from the refrigerator. Then, he started drinking right there in the living room...

When Lin Feng returned from Young Master Dragon’s room, Zhou Yang had already downed four or five cans of beer.

"Boss... I thought you weren’t going to show up..." Zhou Yang’s gloomy expression vanished the moment he saw Lin Feng. He casually grabbed a can of beer from the table, popped the top, and tossed it to Lin Feng...

THWACK... Lin Feng caught the beer Zhou Yang threw, took a couple of gulps, and then chuckled. "What’s wrong? Can’t sit still for less than two hours?"

"It’s mainly because I don’t know what’s going on..." Zhou Yang replied with a laugh. "If I weren’t worried you might need help, I’d have left long ago. Good thing the fridge had beer, or I really wouldn’t have been able to sit still..."

"One needs a little patience in life... you never know, there might be a pleasant surprise!" Lin Feng chuckled. "Take today, for instance. You’ve been sitting here for over an hour, but it hasn’t been for nothing. I have some good news for you!"

"What good news?" Zhou Yang looked at Lin Feng curiously.

"I accepted a job for you..." Lin Feng said with a smile. "Protect someone for a year, eighty million!"

"Eighty million?!" Zhou Yang stared at Lin Feng in surprise. "US Dollars?"

Pfft... You wish! Lin Feng almost spat out his beer. Although he knew Zhou Yang was accustomed to receiving payment in US dollars for overseas jobs, he was surprised Zhou Yang had brought this habit back to China. After all, this was China, where no one paid in US dollars. Moreover, eighty million US dollars was equivalent to five hundred million RMB! What kind of concept was that? That was some easy money!

"RMB, huh?" The excitement on Zhou Yang’s face faded slightly. He said nonchalantly, "Eighty million isn’t really that much, and it’s for a whole year. Boss, you made a bad deal on this one! I earn far more than eighty million a year now!"

"I know you’re capable, alright..." Lin Feng shook his head speechlessly, looking at Zhou Yang. "Don’t you want to know who you’re supposed to protect?"

"Let’s hear it..." Zhou Yang said to Lin Feng with a smile. "If it’s a great beauty, I wouldn’t mind taking a small loss on this!"

Then you’re dreaming... Lin Feng shook his head, laughing. "However, if you look at him from a certain angle, he could be considered a pretty boy... The person you need to protect is Long Xiaoyun. Whether you accept or not is up to you!"

"Little Yun?!" Zhou Yang was speechless upon hearing Lin Feng’s words. He had initially thought that taking on a protection detail would leave him with no time to enjoy himself at the Fenghuo Bar. Who would have guessed that the person Lin Feng wanted him to protect was Long Xiaoyun himself?!

At that time, Long Xiaoyun was the owner of Fenghuo Bar and rarely left the premises. Zhou Yang, meanwhile, was a regular customer. Usually, Long Xiaoyun would often comp his drinks. Despite Zhou Yang not being short of money, he always enjoyed a freebie. Consequently, Zhou Yang and Long Xiaoyun had always maintained a good relationship, and Long Xiaoyun even saw Zhou Yang as a role model, second only to Lin Feng.

"Protecting that kid for a year for eighty million? Isn’t that like free money?" Zhou Yang scratched his head, slightly embarrassed, and laughed. "Even without this job, I hang out with him all the time. If he got into trouble, I couldn’t just stand by and do nothing, could I?"

"That’s what I thought too..." Lin Feng said with a smile. "So, will you accept?"

"Accept? Of course, I’ll accept! Why would I turn down free money? Who would complain about having too much money..." Zhou Yang said with a laugh.

"Then head up to the third floor now and meet Young Master Dragon. Discuss the details of the deal with him..." Lin Feng pointed to the stairs, gesturing for Zhou Yang to go up.

Zhou Yang didn’t hesitate. He immediately put down his beer and walked towards the staircase.

Not long after, Zhou Yang reappeared before Lin Feng with a big smile, giving him a victory sign!

"Let’s get out of here for now..." Seeing Zhou Yang’s excitement, Lin Feng remained impassive and said calmly, "I have other things to attend to."

"Alright..." Zhou Yang nodded, preparing to leave with Lin Feng.

However, they soon discovered that the building’s electronic door lock was two-way, meaning they couldn’t get out without the password.

Ultimately, Lin Feng had to find Chen Chunhua to help them open the door so they could leave the small building.

Lin Feng and Zhou Yang returned to the car. Instead of getting in, Lin Feng said to Zhou Yang, "You head back first. I want to take a walk around the area."

Zhou Yang glanced at Lin Feng but didn’t say anything. He simply nodded, then started up his Rolls-Royce and quickly disappeared into the night.

Once Zhou Yang had driven off, Lin Feng immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed Ye Lin’s number.

Ten minutes later, Lin Feng’s figure appeared in a small bar next to the Tianxing Club. Upon entering, he quickly spotted Ye Lin sitting at the bar counter, her back to him.

Lin Feng sat down next to Ye Lin, ordered a can of beer, and said, "Ye Lin... You arrived rather quickly!"

"Lin Feng, I don’t know why you’ve summoned me, or if it’s as urgent as you claimed on the phone," Ye Lin said, looking at him with unconcealed annoyance. "I just want to make it clear: I’m still on duty. There’s a building out there engulfed in flames, and I am the one in charge of the entire scene. So, if you don’t have anything truly important, I won’t be wasting my time here with you."

"Why start with such harsh words...?" Lin Feng chuckled, took a sip of his beer, and asked teasingly, "I haven’t offended you, have I?"

Who else would dare offend me if not you? Ye Lin thought, rolling her eyes. She had just used her position as the official in charge of the scene to take a jab at Lin Feng. It was less about warning Lin Feng not to waste her time and more about seizing the chance to vent her frustration—frustration at being ignored by him.

"But you’ve misunderstood. I really do have something important to discuss," Lin Feng said. He reached into his pocket, took out the USB drive Wu Mei had given him, and discreetly slipped it into Ye Lin’s hand. "I can’t trust anyone else with this," he added calmly. "Only when it’s with you can I rest easy."