Underworld: Starting with conquering the most beautiful women

"What Chen Feng?!" Lei Xue interrupted him, saying irritably, "I'm at Tang Tang's house!!"

"Hey bro, can you stop being so dramatic first thing in the morning? I'm not a three-year-old."

"I'm hanging up now, I'm going to sleep!"

"Beep—beep—beep—"

Lei Hu held up his phone, staring blankly at the busy signal for a long time.

Could it be that Chen Feng, that little brat, really did get involved...?

He grew angrier the more he thought about it, grabbed his phone, found Chen Feng's number, and dialed it.

-

at the same time.

Fenghua Battlefield, Office.

Chen Feng sat in the boss's chair with a cup of strong tea in front of him.

Monkey and Shen Zhou stood across the table, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Brother Feng, the intelligence from last night is back."

Chen Feng raised his chin: "Tell me, what's going on?"

The monkey lowered its voice.

"Hei Zi followed Gu Zeyu's car all the way to Lidao Villa in the East District, specifically Villa No. 3. That area belongs to Zhang Donglin, and Villa No. 3 is registered under Zhao Youcai's wife's name."

Chen Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

The monkey continued, "Hei Zi spent the whole night staking out outside and confirmed a few things. First, Zhao Tai is indeed staying at this villa. Last night, he even invited a bunch of young models to have fun at the villa."

"Secondly, there are six to eight bodyguards stationed at the villa, patrolling in shifts. They seem to be professionally trained martial artists, not ordinary thugs."

"Third, the villa area has surveillance cameras, but there's a blind spot in the backyard wall of Villa No. 3, next to a bamboo grove, which could be used as a breakthrough point."

Chen Feng tapped his fingers slowly twice on the table.

"Anything else?"

The monkey's eyes turned serious: "There's another situation—early this morning, Gu Zeyu and his mother went to the Taiping Mansion in Beicheng. They brought quite a few gifts and chatted with Lei Hu for almost forty minutes before leaving."

Chen Feng's fingers stopped.

Looking at his expression, the monkey asked in a low voice, "Brother Feng, what do you think this means?"

Chen Feng did not answer immediately.

He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and thought for a few seconds.

Gu Zeyu slapped himself last night, and this morning he took his mother to Taiping Mansion.

They also brought gifts.

The movements were so fast, and the posture so low.

Not right.

This is not a normal reaction from someone who has been hit.

A normal person who gets beaten up would hold their anger and try to get revenge. But the Gu family chose to bow their heads and appease.

What does this tell us?

This shows that what they're after isn't face, but rather—relationships.

They want to get in touch with Lei Hu.

Moreover, this move was too hasty and too deliberate.

There must be someone pushing them from behind.

Oh shit!

It's that cunning Zhao Tai again!

He's like a gourd—full of bad ideas!

Chen Feng opened his eyes.

"Monkey, keep an eye on Lidao Villa, 24/7, in two shifts. But use a more discreet method, and whatever you do, don't let him find out."

The monkey nodded: "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

"And—the Gu family is also keeping an eye on things. Especially Gu Zeyu, we need to know his contact methods with Zhao Tai, the frequency of their meetings, and what they talked about—the more details the better."

"Remember, just observe, don't act. Zhao Tai is a bird in a cage now; we can't rush him. Let me figure out the lock on the cage before we make a move."

The monkey patted its chest, accepted the order, and went out.

The office quieted down.

Shen Zhou was preparing to report on the tripartite joint venture plan.

Chen Feng's phone vibrated.

Caller ID: Lei Hu.

Chen Feng glanced at it, recalling what happened last night, and then remembered what Monkey had just said: "The Gu family mother and son went to Taiping Mansion early this morning."

A few thoughts raced through his mind, and he understood.

Lei Hu has come to demand an explanation.

I ruined a blind date and slapped the person in public, and this morning they came to apologize with generous gifts.

This put Lei Hu's reputation and dignity in jeopardy.

Anyone would have blown it up.

Chen Feng stared at the screen for two seconds.

I didn't answer.

The phone rang for half a minute and then automatically hung up.

It rang again.

Still no answer.

It's not that I'm afraid, it's that now is not the time to explain.

It's hard to explain over the phone; you might just make things worse. These kinds of things need to be discussed face-to-face.

Moreover—he has more important things to do now.

The phone finally shut down.

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Taiping Mansion.

Lei Hu stared at his phone screen, the veins on his temples throbbing twice.

"That little rascal—he's done something wrong and he's too ashamed to answer the phone!"

Lei Hu slammed his phone onto the sofa, tilted his head back, and closed his eyes.

"Day after day, all of it."

Lei Hu rubbed his temples and muttered a curse to himself.

"What a tragedy..."

Lei Hu rubbed his temples and muttered a curse to himself.

This younger sister must have come here in her past life to collect a debt.

-

In the office at the battlefield.

Shen Zhou took out a stack of documents.

"Brother Feng, I've come up with the plan for the three-way joint venture."

Chen Feng raised his chin: "So fast?"

Shen Zhou spread the documents out on the table, adjusted his glasses, and spoke calmly and clearly.

"Initial framework – Establishment of 'Donghai Fenghua United Building Materials Group'. At the group level, the three parties will jointly hold shares: you will hold 45%, Bai Wei 35%, and Lei Hu 20%."

Chen Feng nodded, signaling him to continue.

Shen Zhou turned to the second page.

"In terms of resources, the Fenghua sand pit in the south, the quarry and river sand pit in the west have all been incorporated into the group system for unified allocation of sand and gravel resources."

"Pricing power is centralized at the group level, and each region no longer sets its own prices. This can prevent vicious internal price-cutting and also create a market monopoly advantage."

"Sales channels are shared, and each regional branch retains independent operating authority, but all large orders and key customers must go through the group's approval process."

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng's eyes lit up slightly.

This approach is no longer a small-scale undertaking; it's aimed at becoming the leading building materials company in Donghai.

Shen Zhou continued:

"In addition, I designed a cross-guarantee mechanism. All three parties sign a long-term cooperation agreement; if any party withdraws midway or starts their own venture, they must pay a hefty penalty. This locks in the cooperation, preventing any party from turning against the other once they become too powerful."

"After all—even brothers need to keep clear accounts."

After listening, Chen Feng remained silent for a few seconds, then slowly nodded.

"Shen Zhou, this plan is well done, but there's a small problem."

"What's the problem?"

"Equity ratio!"

"Lei Hu is a proud and vain man. Beicheng is his territory, and his logistics channels and political and business connections are all valuable. Giving him 20% is too little. He will feel like he's being used as a foil, and he'll be unhappy about it. Sooner or later, he'll cause trouble."

Shen Zhou smiled slightly: "As long as Brother Feng is satisfied. You make the final decision, and I'll start refining the contract and financial structure."

Chen Feng stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the roaring sandstorm outside, his eyes gradually deepening.

The southern part of the city is now secure.

In the western part of the city, Bai Wei is in his hands.

In the northern part of the city... there's the Lei Hu storyline.

If this group can really succeed, it will be more than just making money.

That would mean that Chen Feng, from a street urchin, is truly starting to move onto the table at the level of capital.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Okay, let's do it this way."

-

Shen Zhou packed up the materials and got up to leave. As he reached the door, he suddenly turned back.

"Brother Feng, there's one more thing."

"explain."

"I'm already working on the shell of a financial company. The tentative name is 'Fenghua Capital'."

He paused, his gaze becoming serious.

"Also, I need some start-up capital. Not much—five hundred thousand."

Without a second thought, Chen Feng said, "Approved. You can make your own arrangements."

Shen Zhou nodded, pushed up his glasses, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.

"Brother Feng, I'll turn this money into five million."

After saying that, he turned and left.