Chapter 62: Your Family Is Bankrupt

"Su Family Bank?" Zhou Liran's brows furrowed as he instinctively glanced back at Lin Feng, suspecting this was Lin Feng's intention.

But Lin Feng looked just as perplexed, giving a slight shake of his head. Only then did Zhou Liran take the contract, open it, and read for himself.

The contents of the contract had not changed, but on the final page, under the Party B signature, an extra name had been added: Su Shifeng.

"What is going on here? Wasn't this contract solely under Su Qingxue's management? Why has someone else suddenly been added?" Zhou Liran's face was creased with worry, his tone full of confusion.

"Su Shifeng?"

When Lin Feng heard the name, his expression turned icy in an instant! As far as he knew, Su Shifeng had been expelled from the Su family long ago. How could his name suddenly appear on the project contract?

"Did Qingxue send this contract?" Lin Feng turned, questioning the project manager with a grave tone.

He sensed something was amiss.

"Yes, Mr. Lin," the project manager replied respectfully.

"It seems Qingxue has run into trouble."

Lin Feng stroked his chin in thought and muttered to himself, then turned to Zhou Liran and said, "Chairman Zhou, it appears today's banquet must be postponed. I sense something is definitely wrong here."

"Don't worry, Mr. Lin, I know exactly what to do. Please go ahead and investigate this matter," Zhou Liran quickly understood Lin Feng's meaning. He'd already heard that the old matriarch of the Su family had been trying to place her grandson in charge of this project, but her plans had failed.

This time, it was almost certainly another one of the old lady's schemes.

Standing beside Lin Feng, he naturally understood how to handle this.

After leaving the Liran Group, Lin Feng went straight to the Su Family Bank.

He guessed that Su Qingxue must have met with the old matriarch. If this hadn't been the old lady's idea, Qingxue would never have agreed to let Su Shifeng return to the family.

However!

When he hurriedly arrived at the bank and stood before Su Qingxue's office, he was surprised to see a man sitting inside, chatting and laughing with her.

This man wore a suit and a luxury watch, his figure was upright, but his face was rather unattractive—as if someone had dressed up a donkey and let it loose! Lin Feng eyed the man with suspicion, unable to grasp what was happening.

"Lin Feng? You're back."

The moment Su Qingxue saw Lin Feng return, her face brightened with a smile. She stood up and introduced him, "You're just in time. Let me introduce someone. This is Wang Kuan, an old classmate from high school."

"Qingxue, who is this…" Wang Kuan glanced Lin Feng up and down, noting his plain clothes. Apart from being slightly better looking, in every other way he felt Lin Feng was far inferior to himself.

"This is the Lin Feng I mentioned earlier," Su Qingxue explained directly.

"What? He's Lin Feng?" Wang Kuan's eyes widened in surprise.

He looked at Lin Feng again, his gaze filled with disdain, and couldn't help but sneer, "I thought Lin Feng would be someone impressive. Turns out he's just a penniless nobody, living off women and bluffing his way through life."

"Kid, my advice is to leave Qingxue while you still can. You're not worthy of her."

"And what business is that of yours?" Lin Feng replied with utter disregard.

"Of course it's my business. Qingxue is the woman I love, and we've known each other since high school. How long have you known her? How could your feelings possibly compare to ours?"

"Wang Kuan, what are you talking about?" Before Lin Feng could respond, Su Qingxue's brows knitted tightly, and she snapped, "When have I ever been with you? We've only ever been ordinary classmates!"

"Qingxue, you will be my woman sooner or later. After all, in this city, only I can help you with the three billion shortfall," Wang Kuan replied arrogantly.

"You…" A realization dawned on Su Qingxue. No wonder he’d been so eager to help her earlier—it was because he wanted her as his girlfriend.

Lin Feng was puzzled, having no idea what this talk of three billion was about.

"Qingxue, what's this three billion he mentioned?" Lin Feng asked with a grave look.

"It was Grandma. She just came to see me and asked me to advance three billion for Su Shifeng’s real estate project…" Su Qingxue briefly recounted what had just happened. When Lin Feng finished listening, he finally understood the truth.

As expected, it was the old matriarch's doing! She was truly cunning, resorting to such underhanded means to trap Qingxue.

To provoke the dragon’s wrath is to seek death.

"Qingxue, don't worry. I will make sure you get justice, and I will help you resolve this problem," Lin Feng said sternly.

"Hahaha!"

At that moment, Wang Kuan burst out laughing, clutching his belly as he pointed at Lin Feng. "What nonsense are you spouting? Do you even know what three billion means? If it were in cash, the sheer weight would crush you. And you think you can avenge Qingxue? Does she need you to fight her battles?"

"Here’s five hundred thousand. You’ve probably never seen so much money in your life." With that, Wang Kuan disdainfully pulled out a bank card and tossed it into the trash bin. Mockingly, he continued, "If you can pick up that card with your mouth, the money is yours."

Lin Feng glanced at the card in the trash bin, chuckled dismissively, and stated, "Five hundred thousand? That amount isn't even enough for me to wipe. The one who should be leaving is you."

"What did you say?" Wang Kuan’s face changed dramatically, his eyes flashing coldly as he pointed at Lin Feng and growled, "Listen, since you’re a freeloader, you’d better crawl away like a dog. It's always the broke ones who act the most self-righteous—no skills, just a big temper."

"Unlike me, an overseas returnee—wealthy, refined, educated abroad—everything you could never hope to be."

"An overseas returnee?" Lin Feng struggled to keep from laughing and pointed at the floor. "Then show me your turtle trick, and I'll reward you with three million."

"What the hell did you just say?" The so-called overseas returnee finally lost his temper!

Furious, face flushed, he clenched his fists and pointed at Lin Feng, shouting, "Do you know who I am? I'm the young master of Jiang City’s Wang Group. In this city, apart from Liran Group and the Long Family, I fear no one."

"And let me tell you, our Wang Group is the largest supplier for Liran Group. Do you think you can afford to offend us?"

"Oh, is that so? If you hadn’t said it, I’d never know how pathetic your Wang Group is," Lin Feng replied with a light laugh. He pulled out his phone and dialed Zhou Liran.

Soon, the call was answered, and Zhou Liran spoke respectfully, "Mr. Lin, is something the matter? Do you need my assistance?"

"I hear Jiang City’s Wang Group does business with you? Are they your company’s largest supplier?" Lin Feng asked bluntly.

"Wang Group? You mean Wang Jiancheng? Yes, we do have some dealings, but their product quality has declined year after year. The contract is set to expire soon, and we were considering whether or not to continue with them," Zhou Liran explained.

"No need to consider further. Drop them immediately. As for a new supplier, I can help you find one," Lin Feng replied ruthlessly.

"No problem, I’ll do exactly as you say, Mr. Lin," Zhou Liran agreed at once.