"Problem? What's the problem?" Flender's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he adjusted his glasses and answered calmly, "We use the unfinished buildings as collateral for loans. As we acquire more buildings, the number of mortgaged properties increases, and so do the loans. Eventually, it leads to an astronomical debt problem."
"You knew?" Ye Feng looked at Flender in surprise. Flender's words clearly indicated that he was aware of the risks behind this get-rich-quick scheme.
"Of course." Flender nodded proudly.
"Then why don't you stop? Stop the loss now while there's still time. Sell the completed buildings quickly. Slow down or halt new developments. I'm confident that this ticking time bomb can be defused permanently," Ye Feng said confidently.
"No, I won't stop!" Flender shook his head.
"Flender, are you obsessed with money?" Ye Feng couldn't hold back his frustration. Looking at Flender's attitude, he blurted out angrily, "You're so damn blinded by money!"
Flender merely smiled, unfazed by Ye Feng's words.
"Ye Feng," Liu Erlong interrupted, seeing his frustration. "Don't worry. From what I know about Boss F, he never does anything he's not confident in. Since Flender refuses to stop, he must have another plan. Right, Boss F?"
"That's right. Erlong knows me well." Flender grinned and nodded.
"What plan?" Ye Feng asked curiously.
"Find someone to take over."
"Take over?"
"Exactly. The real estate industry on the continent is still booming. It hasn't hit its peak value yet. When property prices are about to reach their highest point, I'll transfer everything. Let someone else take over. Whether they go bankrupt later isn't our problem."
"You actually planned it this far ahead?" Ye Feng looked at Flender in shock. The guy was too cunning—no, downright treacherous. It was like Li Ka-shing reincarnated.
"Of course." Flender nodded proudly.
"But will there really be someone willing to take over?" Ye Feng asked, still skeptical.
"Absolutely. Plenty of wealthy businessmen are eager to invest in our Shrek Real Estate every day. Lately, I've been considering selling it at a high price and completely handing it off to them."
"Uh!" Ye Feng was momentarily stunned before asking, "You're basically digging a pit for them. Aren't you afraid that when they lose a fortune, they'll come after you?"
"Hmph." Flender snorted, full of confidence. "I'm a Spirit Saint. If they want to kill me, they'd better think twice. Besides, bankrupt nobles and rich businessmen aren't worth worrying about. And honestly, social unrest is often linked to the wealth gap. So, why not take advantage of this opportunity to fleece those greedy and immoral nobles and merchants?"
Ye Feng was speechless. Damn, he had completely underestimated Flender. The man, who treasured money like his life, actually had such a deep level of awareness.
Liu Erlong patted Ye Feng's shoulder and chuckled. "Ye Feng, you don't need to worry about Boss F. In the business world, he's an expert. When it comes to cunning, no one comes close."
Flender: "..."
Flender was dumbfounded. He glanced at Liu Erlong and muttered, "Erlong, you don't need to praise me, but at least don't insult me like that!"
Ye Feng listened to Flender and decided to stop worrying about Shrek Real Estate. He realized Flender was even more cunning than he thought.
With that, Ye Feng followed Liu Erlong and Flender into the Royal Hunting Ground. Upon entering, they were guided by the guards to the resting area designated for Shrek Academy.
When they arrived, Ye Feng spotted Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others talking with three men.
The older man had a straight nose, a square jaw, and a refined appearance. Dressed in a spotless white robe, he looked to be in his forties, exuding a gentle and scholarly demeanor. His long black hair was neatly draped behind him, his entire presence casual and effortless. This was Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
The second man, about 27 or 28 years old, wasn't as striking as Oscar, but he had a strong, upright face and wore a simple green robe. His long black hair was tied back with a green cloth belt, giving him a fresh and clean-cut appearance. Though his clothes were plain, his aura was anything but ordinary. This was Ye Feng's senior brother, Xue Qinghe.
The third man had striking white hair and a powerful presence. He was Chen Xin, the guardian of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"Teacher, Uncle Ning." Ye Feng greeted Ning Fengzhi and his teacher, Chen Xin, from a distance.
When he reached Xue Qinghe, Ye Feng casually slung an arm over his shoulder and grinned. "Senior brother, you're here too. Huh, I haven't seen you for a few days, but your hips are looking even perkier."
Hips?
Xue Qinghe froze.
She still hadn't forgotten the time Ye Feng had used the token he gave him to barge into his room—right when he was taking a bath.
Although Qian Renxue's angelic disguise ensured she appeared male, she hadn't been wearing anything at the time. Even though Ye Feng had technically seen a "man's" body, Qian Renxue couldn't shake the discomfort.
And this wasn't the first time. Every time Ye Feng saw her, he always pulled some kind of inappropriate stunt.
"Junior brother, you jest," Xue Qinghe responded with a forced smile, taking a step back to escape Ye Feng's arm.
Pah.
Just as Xue Qinghe moved, a crisp smack echoed through the air.
Xue Qinghe: "…"
Ning Fengzhi: "…"
Zhu Zhuqing: "…"
Xiao Wu: "…"
Ning Rongrong: "…"
Chen Xin: "…"
Even Liu Erlong was left in stunned silence.
Everyone stared at Ye Feng, their expressions frozen in disbelief.
Ye Feng had actually done it.
Ignoring their shocked reactions, Ye Feng nodded seriously and said, "No, senior brother. After a hands-on inspection, I'm not joking. Your butt is definitely more lifted."
Xue Qinghe: "…"
Her eyes widened in shock, staring at Ye Feng.
He actually—he actually smacked her again!
Was there no limit to his audacity?!
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