Wen Zhu was taken to the Tiger Gym.
Looking at the various equipment in the gym and the few guests exercising, Wen Zhu looked confused.
He thought Lin Fengfeng would take him to Daqi Media Company and arrange a manager position.
With Lin Feng as the backend, no one in the company dares to offend him, and there is no need to be like other employees who have to look at their faces and pretend to be grandsons.
The female employees in the company were ogling him every day.
It would be even better if I could be assigned a job where I could be in contact with those TV and movie stars.
Maybe a little star has taken a liking to him.
Then there are various unspoken rules.
This kind of life has simply reached its peak!
Wen Zhu never thought that his sister Wen Keke had to get up early and work in the dark every day.
Why should he enjoy all this?
Reaching the pinnacle?
Wen Keke has not yet reached her peak in Lin Feng's hands!
"Brother Feng, Brother Xiaoyang, what are you doing here?"
Wen Zhu asked curiously.
Lin Feng said nothing.
Zhao Xiaoyang raised his hand, pinched the back of Wen Zhu's neck, and lifted him into a dark room where equipment was stacked.
Lin Feng smoked a cigarette and lit it, pulled up a chair and sat down, saying to Wen Zhu, "Sit!"
Wen Zhu had already noticed something was wrong.
But there is still a glimmer of hope in my heart.
So I carefully took a plastic stool and sat down.
Zhao Xiaoyang took out the mobile phone from Wen Zhu's body and handed it to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng held his mobile phone and said calmly: "Tell me! How much did you lose on this?"
Wen Zhu remained silent, with a stubborn look on his face.
"Pa~"
Zhao Xiaoyang raised his hand and slapped Wen Zhu on the face.
The force of this slap was neither heavy nor light. It caused Wen Zhu pain but did not knock out his teeth.
But he still fell to the ground.
Covering his burning face, Wen Zhu looked at Lin Feng in horror, "Brother, didn't you want to find a job for me? Why did you hit me?"
Lin Feng said calmly: "Before I find you a job, I have to straighten you out first! Otherwise, wouldn't it be harming others and myself?"
"I-I want to tell my sister!"
Wen Zhu burst into tears.
Lin Feng used Wen Zhu's mobile phone to dial Wen Keke's number, and then handed it to Wen Zhu.
Wen Zhu grabbed the phone and said into it: "Sister, sister, where are you?"
"I'm at work! What are you doing?"
Wen Keke's voice sounded.
"Sister, Lin said he would find me a job, but he locked me in a dark room and beat me..."
Wen Zhu complained.
"Oh! If he hits you, it means you deserve to be beaten! You should reform there! I will book a plane ticket for my parents tomorrow and send them home.
Don't worry about things at home. Before you come out, I will tell your parents that you are very busy at work right now. You are filming a movie. It belongs to the confidential department, mainly to prevent paparazzi..."
After Wen Keke finished speaking, Wen Zhu shouted: "Sister, are you my biological sister?"
Wen Keke hung up the phone directly.
Lin Feng laughed, "Did you see that? Your sister is very supportive of me."
"Brother! Oh no! Brother-in-law, please let me go, brother-in-law!"
After putting down the phone, Wen Zhu began to beg for mercy.
Zhao Xiaoyang took a belt and whipped Wen Zhu on the back.
"Snapped!"
"ah!"
"Snapped!"
"Ah! Stop fighting!"
…
After more than ten minutes, Zhao Xiaoyang stopped.
Wen Zhu had been beaten to the ground, with blood soaking from his back.
It was just a broken skin, not a serious injury.
Only then did Lin Feng speak: "If it weren't for your sister, I wouldn't bother to care about you. How can a girl like your sister have a brother like you?"
"I, what's wrong with me?" Wen Zhu said.
"Snapped!"
Zhao Xiaoyang gave Wen Zhu another belt.
Lin Feng sneered and said: "You still don't know what's wrong! Tell me, how much money have you lost gambling online in the past two years?"
Wen Zhu lowered his head and did not answer.
"Snapped!"
"Ah! I said it! Yes, there are more than 1.5 million!"
Lin Feng frowned and said: "But there are only more than 800,000 recharge records and no withdrawal records. Where did the other 700,000 go?"
Wen Zhu replied in a tearful tone: "There are several other websites!"
"That is to say, you still owe money?" Lin Feng asked again.
"Also, I still owe more than half a million to my classmates and friends. I, I swear I will never gamble again! Really, I worked hard and paid them back after I earned money."
"Beat me again!"
Lin Feng waved his hand.
Zhao Xiaoyang raised the belt again.
"Snapped!"
"ah!"
"Snapped!"
"Ah! Have mercy on me! I don't dare to do it anymore, really!"
"Snapped!"
…
Ten minutes later.
Lin Feng made Zhao Xiaoyang stop and said calmly: "I will help you pay back the money, but you have to write me an IOU."
"Yes! Brother-in-law!"
Wen Zhu gritted his teeth and said.
Zhao Xiaoyang brought a pen and paper.
Wen Zhu lay on the ground with his butt stuck out and wrote an IOU.
Lin Feng checked that there was no problem and returned the phone to Wen Zhu, "Call and ask your classmates and friends to register their account numbers and transfer the money to them now."
Wen Zhu picked up the phone and started making calls.
It took more than an hour to finally pay back the money I borrowed.
This guy actually borrowed money from more than thirty classmates and friends.
A few thousand for this, tens of thousands for that.
"If you weren't Keke's brother, just pay back the more than half a million yuan slowly! Then you won't have a single friend.
In this world, it is rare to have a few friends, and they are willing to lend you tens of thousands of dollars.
You borrowed the damn money and used it to gamble. In your eyes, this kind of friendship is too cheap, right?
If your sister hadn't met me, if you acted like this, you wouldn't even be able to pay off the gambling debt even if the house was sold.
She has a filial piety. If your parents push her hard, she will either find an old man to follow her, or she will have no choice but to go to the sea.
Have you ever seen those women standing on the street at night?
If you haven’t seen it, you can probably see it on TV! The reality is even crueler than this..."
Having said this, Lin Feng became extremely angry and said coldly: "Hit me again!"
…
Half an hour later, Zhao Xiaoyang called a doctor from a clinic to treat Wen Zhu's wounds.
Lin Feng and Zhao Xiaoyang squatted at the entrance of the gym and smoked.
"Brother, what are you going to do with this kid next?"
Zhao Xiaoyang asked.
Lin Feng said calmly: "Let him work at your place, including food and accommodation, and give him ten yuan as pocket money every day. When he changes his ways and becomes a human being, we will arrange other things for him to do."
Zhao Xiaoyang nodded, "That's good! I'm short of a cleaner here."
"Be careful, don't get into trouble if you run out without seeing anyone."
Lin Feng reminded.
Zhao Xiaoyang smiled and said: "Don't worry, brother! As long as I say a word in this place, he will be picked up within a hundred meters of running out."
At this time, the doctor from the clinic came out with a box. He was a middle-aged man without a white coat.
He smiled and said to Zhao Xiaoyang: "It's been taken care of. It's all skin trauma. But you can't take a bath for a week. The scabs will be very itchy after they form, so you can't pick them."
Zhao Xiaoyang took out three hundred yuan and stuffed it into the middle-aged man's hand.
"Too much!"
The middle-aged man refused.
Lin Feng stood up at this time, coughed twice, and said with some embarrassment: "Doctor, can you give me some medicine?"
Speaking of itching, Lin Feng felt that after sweating a little, he felt not only itchy, but also a little painful.
I really want to grab a few, but I don’t dare.
Infection and suppuration are troublesome.
Zhao Xiaoyang quickly turned his head away and tried his best not to laugh.
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