Super Soldier in Campus

"What are you doing, people will think we’re up to something in here..." Cao Ying shook her head, showing she disagreed.

Lin Feng had no choice but to clear his throat and say to Long Jiu, "Come in."

Long Jiu’s sudden appearance really pissed Lin Feng off, but that kind of irritation wasn’t something he could just show in front of Cao Ying, so he could only pretend his expression was normal as he watched Long Jiu lower his head and walk into the private room, and casually asked, "Long Jiu, you still haven’t left the Night bar? Don’t tell me you didn’t take what I said to heart?!"

Cao Ying froze slightly; she’d never seen Lin Feng talk in such a domineering way... it sounded like a gang Boss lecturing his men.

Last time, Lin Feng had given Long Jiu a chance, telling him to take his people and leave the bar within three days. It had been almost half a month now, and Lin Feng hadn’t expected Long Jiu would still dare show up in front of him.

When Long Jiu heard Lin Feng’s words, his expression stiffened. Before knocking on the door, he’d actually had a tiny bit of hopeful anticipation, but Lin Feng brought up kicking him out the moment he saw him, which made Long Jiu feel a bit embarrassed.

"Brother Feng... I, I didn’t ignore what you said, it’s just that I haven’t had the chance to contact you and hand over the keys!" Long Jiu said to Lin Feng with a bitter smile, putting on an utterly innocent look.

Long Jiu seemed to have forgotten that before he came, this wasn’t what he’d planned to talk to Lin Feng about.

But Lin Feng wasn’t stupid. He knew that if Long Jiu were really that honest about handing over the keys, he could just find anyone to bring them over. Why wait until today?

"I don’t buy that you’re that honest. Whatever you’ve got to say, just say it. Don’t waste my time—my time is very valuable." Lin Feng said lazily.

Hearing this, Long Jiu finally couldn’t hold back; gritting his teeth, he suddenly dropped to his knees with a thump in front of Lin Feng...

"Brother Feng, I want to follow you!"

Long Jiu spat out the words, firm and decisive, and Lin Feng was momentarily stunned.

Cao Ying couldn’t help spacing out for a second too, staring at Long Jiu in surprise, then sneaking a glance at Lin Feng. Inwardly she thought, what exactly is Lin Feng doing nowadays? This Long Jiu in front of him is actually saying he wants to follow him, and Lin Feng said he’d made nearly a hundred million. Did he really go and do something shady?

Lin Feng was also thrown off for a moment by Long Jiu’s sudden declaration. He lifted his eyes a little, fixing them on Long Jiu, and asked in a low voice, "Follow me? What’s that supposed to mean?"

After the hardest part—opening his mouth—Long Jiu suddenly seemed to become a lot more at ease. He looked at Lin Feng with a bitter smile and pleaded, "Brother Feng... don’t get mad yet, let me explain! It’s like this: I’ve been hustling in Jiangzhou for over ten years, I really don’t want to leave Jiangzhou!"

Lin Feng raised his brows slightly, quietly watching Long Jiu. He didn’t say a word, but the authority in his gaze wasn’t something Long Jiu could meet head-on.

Long Jiu took a deep breath, avoiding his eyes, and said seriously, "Brother Feng... I know I did things in the past that wronged Young Master Dragon and pissed you off. But I, Long Jiu, am definitely not someone who doesn’t know what’s good for him. The same thing, I absolutely won’t—and don’t dare—do again... so I want to stay. I hope you can allow it!"

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes a bit and smiled as he said to Long Jiu, "Interesting. Long Jiu, if I didn’t misunderstand, you mean that because you did something that pissed me off once, you won’t do it again?"

Long Jiu was slightly taken aback. He looked up at Lin Feng and slowly nodded. "That’s right, Brother Feng. You don’t trust me?"

Of course I don’t. Lin Feng answered decisively in his mind. All he knew was that once someone has been a traitor, no matter why he betrayed his original boss, the chances he’ll keep betraying are much higher than the chances he’ll truly turn over a new leaf!

This kind of behavior could be called psychological inertia, or you could say he simply can’t control himself in the face of bigger interests...

As the saying goes, "Once unfaithful, never employed again." Most people don’t want to give traitors a second chance; everyone understands that principle.

Lin Feng despised traitors as well, especially after Ling Yun’s identity was exposed and he repeatedly turned on him, which left Lin Feng with a constant, choking discomfort.

Still, he’d suddenly grown a bit interested in what Long Jiu wanted to say.

"Alright. Since you sound so sincere, I’ll temporarily give you a chance." Lin Feng said in an even tone. "So tell me, if you stay, how exactly am I supposed to arrange things for you?"

Long Jiu looked at Lin Feng, somewhat agitated, then answered fluently, "Brother Feng, as long as you have a place where you can use me, I’ll do whatever you want... But if possible, I hope I can stay on at the Night bar. After all, this is something I built up with my own hands! Brother Feng, what do you think?"

His attitude was so low, but his goal was crystal clear: he wanted to stay at the Night bar. Add to that that Long Jiu already had a record as a traitor—it would be strange if he didn’t have an ulterior motive!

Not only that, Lin Feng also caught a hint of panic in Long Jiu’s eyes that didn’t dare meet his gaze, which made him all the more certain that Long Jiu had something else in mind!

He just didn’t know yet what this guy was up to, and that actually made him want to play along. The corner of Lin Feng’s mouth curled slightly as he made up his mind to let Long Jiu stay, just as he wished.

"Okay... seeing how sincere you are, I’ll temporarily give you a chance." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother Feng!" A flash of excitement crossed Long Jiu’s eyes, and he said, thrilled.

"Don’t get too excited just yet." Lin Feng chuckled, pressing his hand down as he said to Long Jiu, "You can stay, but you’ll have to start from the bottom... From what I’ve seen, the Night bar is a bit short on floor-watchers. How about this: for now, you can work as security?"

Security?! Long Jiu’s face changed... a thick wave of humiliation flashed in his eyes. With his status as the big boss of the Night bar, if he went to work as a mere floor-watcher, people would laugh themselves to death! Lin Feng was obviously toying with him!

But this was a job Long Jiu had begged for himself. No matter how hard it was to swallow, he’d have to choke it down with tears if necessary... at least in front of Lin Feng he had to look like he accepted it willingly.

"O-okay, Brother Feng!" Long Jiu gave Lin Feng a bitter smile, then straightened his expression and responded solemnly, "I’ll make sure to watch over this place properly for you!"

Lin Feng frowned slightly. After just a few days without seeing him, this guy had actually gotten better at swallowing his pride... What was he plotting, and who was backing him from behind? What kind of background did those people have?

After mulling it over for a while, Lin Feng felt he wasn’t getting anywhere, so he shook his head, pointed at the private room door, and said to Long Jiu,

"Alright, in a bit go directly report to Wei Ming. Tomorrow I’ll send someone over to manage the Night bar. You just focus on doing your job."

Long Jiu’s face went rigid. He stared at Lin Feng with difficulty for a moment, then slowly nodded, clenched his teeth, and walked out of the private room.