I will explain to Qingye Heshi. You originally intended for us to take the blame for your future plans, and we've done it for you in advance, saving you the trouble of making more arrangements. That little girl is really something; she doesn't cry even after being punched a few times and can pick herself up. If Yuan Jie doesn't let Qingye Heshi see your photo, he might not even notice.
Zheng Fan said, looking self-satisfied.
Making Su Hongyuan frown.
"Cheng Fei, you're not right," she said. "The old Cheng Fei, while ambitious, wouldn't have been this bold... Who are you?"
"The genuine Cheng Fei, but, having been made a mess by that woman, I've had a bit of a breakthrough... Heh, you don't need to worry about such things. Besides, what we should be discussing next isn't me, but the payment, right?" Zheng Fan rubbed his fingers together.
"I already gave you..."
"I did you an extra favor, this is an additional charge. If you don't pay, we can just go expose everything to Qingye Heshi together. Don't think Qingye Heshi doesn't know what you're thinking. If we don't have a good life, neither will you." Zheng Fan stepped forward and slammed his hand on Su Hongyuan's desk, startling her and exuding a strong sense of pressure.
The younger brothers were completely dumbfounded.
Holy cow, Fei Ge really isn't afraid of death!
Even if Su Hongyuan's influence was only average among the middle and upper echelons of Banmu Office, dealing with small fries like them was effortless. Not only was Fei Ge's tone aggressive, but he even dared to raise prices on the spot!
Fei Ge is awesome!
Huh? Wait a minute... When Fei Ge said "we" just now, did he include them in the plan to expose everything to Su Hongyuan?
The younger brothers who figured it out were truly stunned.
"Have you thought this through?" Su Hongyuan snapped out of her daze, suppressing the urge to directly crush Cheng Fei in the office. Even if Banmu Office was loose, it wouldn't allow direct physical altercations within the office in broad daylight.
But the threat in her tone needed no further explanation.
"Of course I've thought about the price," Zheng Fan's answer was probably not what Su Hongyuan expected. "Triple the original price, cash or transfer? I personally recommend cash, you know?"
"You bastard, just you wait. Xiao Wei, give it to them." Su Hongyuan, at this point, calmed down and instructed her subordinate to pay.
A short while later, a large briefcase was placed in front of Zheng Fan.
"What are you looking at? Pick it up and let's go." Zheng Fan playfully scolded his younger brothers.
One of the younger brothers quickly stepped forward, picked up the briefcase, and followed Zheng Fan out of Su Hongyuan's office.
Striding confidently, Zheng Fan tried to drape his jacket over his shoulders without putting his arms through the sleeves, looking more like a young gangster. However, after a few steps, his jacket accidentally fell, and when he bent down to pick it up, he became more subdued.
"Fei, Fei Ge... what do we do now? Should we leave Hixixikoko?" The younger brother, holding the box, asked nervously, "With this money, including the previous deposit, it's completely enough for us to escape."
Originally, without Qingye Heshi's banner, they were planning to join Su Hongyuan's side, but now they had completely offended Su Hongyuan. At this point, they couldn't think of anything to do except run away.
"Hey, Xiao Zhao, have some ambition. Why don't we become our own backing?"
"...Um, Fei Ge, there's something I don't know if I should say."
"Say it, speak freely."
"Fei Ge, are you experiencing an Illusion?"
"Hahahahaha, Liu Zi, you have a great sense of humor. Why didn't I notice it before?" Zheng Fan burst out laughing.
The younger brother called Liu Zi and the others exchanged glances, then could only force a laugh. However, hearing Fei Ge's hearty laughter, they also relaxed a lot.
Then Zheng Fan reached out and patted each person's shoulder: "You guessed right, I really am experiencing an Illusion."
The younger brothers: !!!
They all looked at Zheng Fan in horror.
"Heh, what are you afraid of? This Illusion is a good Illusion; this is our confidence. All of you, cheer up. Let me see how much money we have now... It seems we're still a bit short, tsk, troublesome."
After laughing, Zheng Fan began talking to himself. The younger brothers were terrified, unsure if Fei Ge had been joking just now.
"Keep up. Later, speak less and do more, and be quick, understand?" Zheng Fan suddenly shouted. The younger brothers ultimately gritted their teeth and chose to follow Zheng Fan.
Aside from Fei Ge, they truly had no other reliance.
Zheng Fan arrived at the main hall outside the office. As soon as he came out, he was blocked by the guy he had bumped into earlier, who had brought people with him.
"Cheng Fei, you've gotten bold. I heard you even dared to provoke Yuan Jie?" The person in front of him seemed to have recovered and wanted revenge, his face contorted in a grimace.
Click!
Zheng Fan didn't respond. He picked up his phone, took a picture of him, then sent the photo to an anonymous email address on his phone, with the request: money.
Soon, information was provided from the other side, along with a rough estimate of the amount.
"Quite a lot, enough." Sato, looking for trouble? Fine, come with me, let's talk slowly." Zheng Fan looked up, put away his phone, and said to the man whose nerves he had been constantly provoking.
Everyone hadn't reacted yet when he had already walked out first. His younger brothers were stunned for a moment, then quickly followed.
Sato's veins bulged: "Good, good, I'll kill him, maybe it'll even make Yuan Jie happy!"
Saying that, he led his people and followed.
They went to a deserted corner in the deep alley behind the office.
"Cheng Fei, you..."
Bang, bang!
Zheng Fan turned and directly pulled out a pistol, pulling the trigger on Sato. One shot to the chest, one to the head, killing him instantly.
Sato's younger brothers didn't even react. Zheng Fan's precise shots meant none of them escaped.
Cheng Fei's younger brothers were completely speechless.
"They were about to do business with a gang and had cash on them. You guys quickly search them clean. I'll keep watch for you." Zheng Fan changed the magazine, put away the gun, left a sentence, and then left the alley.
The younger brothers stood frozen, looking at the bodies on the ground.
"A gun... How did Fei Ge get a gun...?"
"What happened to Fei Ge yesterday...?"
"What do we do?"
The younger brothers murmured to each other, falling into deep thought. This might be their last chance to make a decision.
"I'm in," at this moment, Xiao Zhao, holding the briefcase, was the first to declare. "We don't have much ability; we can only be small fries our whole lives. Fei Ge treated us well before, and now that we're at a dead end, we can only stick with Fei Ge to the end."
"Yes... yes, even if we wanted to run now, we wouldn't know where to go, and we might not even be able to escape..."
"Let's do it!"
"Just like before, whatever Fei Ge tells us to do, we'll do!"
They quickly made up their minds and began to search the bodies on the ground.
After a while, they emerged with a sack: "Fei Ge! They really had a lot of cash, we've collected it all!"
Zheng Fan was carefully trying to smoke a cigar. He took a puff and choked: "Garbage, why do all the big shots in movies like to smoke these? Forget it."
His attempt failed. He threw away the cigar and looked at his younger brothers: "Good job, count how much there is."
The younger brothers quickly gave an answer.
Zheng Fan calculated: "It's definitely enough." He walked forward, pulled a handful of money from the sack, and handed it to a younger brother next to him, "This is for you guys. Go eat something good tonight."
"Ah? Ah! Fei Ge, this is too much..." These younger brothers' voices and hands trembled. They had seen this much money when doing underground transactions, but they had never actually held it in their own hands.
"If you didn't secretly keep any for yourselves, then this is all yours." Zheng Fan grinned.
The younger brothers were stunned and didn't think much of it, just thanked him excitedly.
"Alright, let's go back."
"Hey, Fei Ge, the bodies..."
"Bodies like these will disappear on their own in dark corners." Zheng Fan casually said, then headed back to Banmu Office.
The younger brothers didn't understand what he meant, but seeing that Zheng Fan said so, they quickly followed.
In the dark, deep alley, a black, giant, strip-like object slowly wriggled, consuming all the corpses.
Zheng Fan returned to Banmu Office, attracting a lot of attention. The news of him provoking Su Hongyuan had probably spread. Others didn't know the specifics, but everyone guessed that Cheng Fei probably wouldn't live more than three days.
Zheng Fan ignored them and went directly to a large office.
"Ichinose Supervisor." He still pushed the door open impolitely and called out with a grin to the burly man sitting behind the desk inside.
The man had dreadlocks, rough skin, and a hideous scar on his face. Yet, such a person wore a well-fitting white suit, reining in his sharpness, making him look formidable.
And in fact, he was the supervisor responsible for internal personnel management at Banmu Office. Aside from the two top bosses, he was the one in charge of the office.
"State your business." The other party showed no displeasure at Zheng Fan's attitude or actions, simply saying in a deep voice.
"I want to open my own studio." Zheng Fan smiled and gestured to his younger brothers. The younger brothers suddenly understood and quickly handed over all the briefcases and sacks they had. "The amount to be paid is here. To make up for internal contributions and attendance hours, I'm paying triple."
Ichinose Supervisor's expression was stern, but his eyebrow involuntarily twitched: "Oh?"
Zheng Fan's actions piqued his interest.
He had his subordinate count the money, and he curiously sized up Zheng Fan: "I have some impression of you, and you are completely different from my impression of you."
"People change, and that change might only require a very simple catalyst." Zheng Fan maintained his smiling expression.
"Hmph... Interesting. Even if you open a studio, apart from the minimum operating subsidy, the office won't provide any other assistance to its studios. Manpower and reputation will all have to be managed by yourself. You will also enter a more intense and cruel competition. Are you sure?" Ichinose Supervisor chuckled and asked.
Zheng Fan tilted his head and said, "In that case, it should be very interesting."
"You have some guts." Ichinose nodded. After confirming the amount with his subordinate next to him, he said, "The amount is sufficient. I approve you to open your own studio in the office and gain the right to operate freely. I hope you can persevere and continue to contribute to Banmu Office's endeavors."
"Mm~, as it should be." Zheng Fan nodded lightly.
After completing the necessary procedures, Ichinose Supervisor immediately announced the news to the public.
For those outside, it happened too quickly.
Either they were wondering who Cheng Fei was, or why a stray dog whose life was supposedly on the line could suddenly open his own studio in the office?
But Zheng Fan, of course, didn't care about any of that. He took his younger brothers to the room Ichinose Supervisor had arranged for him.
As long as you pay enough money, you can open a personal studio within Banmu Office. Of course, there are some other requirements, but it's clear they can still be compensated with money.
Operating within Banmu Office is very difficult, but it can also be very simple.
As long as you're fast and efficient, many problems will be solved easily.
With an open mind, solutions flowed endlessly.
Zheng Fan smiled as he typed on his phone and then sent an anonymous email: Success.
Not to mention, he also had the help of a super strategist on his side.