The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

After returning from Qingyuan, Lin Feng didn't rest. He had Chao Yuan thoroughly investigate Lu Hao's background, and he also had Shangguan Jinghong utilize Long Lin's connections in the underworld. Within a few days, various pieces of information were gathered in his hands from different channels.

China Real Estate Group is indeed a leader in the real estate industry in Jiangbei Province. Lu Hao's father started from scratch and spent two or three decades building China Real Estate Group into one of the top three real estate companies in the province.

But what truly made Zhongfang so stable in Zijin City was not the Lu family's business acumen, but the relationship between Lu Hao and Liu Ming, the son of Zijin City Mayor Liu Dechang.

The two have known each other since college. Over the years, Lu Hao's business has expanded to various districts and counties in Zijin City, and Liu Ming's influence is behind it all.

Liu Dechang had been operating in Zijin City for many years, and his protégés and former subordinates were spread throughout various departments, making him a truly powerful figure.

With this connection, China Real Estate Group has always had the green light in acquiring land, obtaining approvals, and undergoing acceptance inspections in Zijin City. Occasionally, some minor scandals or disputes can be suppressed immediately.

Zijin City is the capital of Jiangbei Province, and its status and resources far surpass those of Hehai City. A head-on confrontation on the other side's stronghold would not be a wise move.

But Lin Feng knew that after that glass of water was spilled yesterday, a grudge had been formed. Lu Hao, that kind of spoiled brat, cared most about his reputation.

He couldn't swallow the insult of being splashed with water and pinned to the ground in front of so many people in Qingyuan. Rather than waiting for him to come to his senses and cause trouble, he might as well strike first.

Raymond Lam has never been one to sit idly by and wait for his fate.

The other person touched one of our people right after we met? What kind of person is that? If we don't do anything about it, what will others think of him?

Raymond Lam believes in a very simple principle—only by hurting the other party can you establish your authority. When everyone wants to kick you while you're down, the best response is to break the leg of the first person to do so.

A man who isn't ruthless won't have a stable position.

He has risen from nothing to where he is today in Hehai City not because of luck or the charity of others, but because of his decisive actions at every crucial juncture, leaving no room for future trouble.

The next morning, Lin Feng called Kui Zi and asked him to select a dozen or so reliable brothers, change into civilian clothes, and go to Zijin City in batches.

Don't drive an eye-catching car. Once you arrive, stay in different hotels and avoid gathering together to attract attention.

Kui Zi chuckled twice on the other end of the phone, saying that fighting was his forte, and then asked if he needed to bring weapons. Lin Feng said not yet, they should figure out the situation first.

He called Ye Qinghan again and briefly explained the whole situation. Ye Qinghan remained silent for a moment on the other end of the phone.

"I know Liu Dechang. He's a powerful figure in Zijin City with deep-rooted connections in the province. If you mess with his son's friend, it's the same as messing with him. If things escalate, the provincial department might get involved. You must be careful—don't kill anyone, don't leave any substantial evidence, and don't give the other side any grounds to file a case after reporting it to the police. If you encounter any difficult problems, contact Qianqian's uncle, Shen Ping, immediately. He's my husband's older brother."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng leaned back in his office chair and went over the whole situation in his mind again.

Shen Ping is the older brother of Ye Qinghan's deceased husband. This trip to Zijin City may not require Shen Ping to appear directly, but with a provincial department director backing him up, Liu Dechang will have to think twice before trying to exert pressure through official channels.

Before setting off, Lin Feng made a third phone call.

The call was to Zhang Jin, Ye Qinghan's college classmate. Zhang Jin had become the deputy director of the Zijin Municipal Government Office. The rank wasn't particularly high, but the position was crucial.

The municipal government office is the hub for the flow of information and documents, and he has a thorough understanding of the intricate web of various departments in Zijin City.

Ye Qinghan had already informed the other party in advance, so Lin Feng could go find them later.

A dozen or so people traveled in several unremarkable ordinary cars from Hehai, drove on the highway for nearly three hours, and then dispersed after entering Zijin City, checking into several budget chain hotels that they had booked in advance.

Lin Feng and Kui Zi stayed at a business hotel near the city center. The room was small but clean and tidy, and the window offered a view of the bustling streets of Zijin City.

Kui Zi threw his travel bag onto the bed, plopped down on a chair by the window, and lit a cigarette.

Ask what the next steps are.

Lin Feng said to first send the brothers out to investigate the situation, to find out all the basic information such as the location of the China Real Estate Group's office building, the places Lu Hao usually goes to, the people who often follow him, and his license plate numbers, but not to alert him.

Kui Zi nodded, took out his phone, and began sending messages to the brothers scattered in various places to assign tasks.

After all these arrangements were made, it was already getting dark. The night view of Zijin City was even more prosperous than that of Hehai City, with the glass curtain walls of high-rise office buildings reflecting colorful neon lights in the twilight.

Zhang Jinyue's place is a private Sichuan restaurant located in an alley in the old town of Zijin City. The storefront is small, but the food is excellent.

The other person was wearing a dark blue jacket and silver-rimmed glasses, giving off a very composed vibe.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Lin Feng cut to the chase and recounted the entire story of his relationship with Lu Hao.

After listening, Zhang Jin put his chopsticks on the bowl, took off his glasses, and wiped the lenses.

"Lu Hao doesn't have a good reputation among the sons of high-ranking officials in Zijin City. He's gotten into trouble a few times before; once, he got drunk and raped a waitress, which was eventually settled privately with a payout. The reason he's still unscathed is entirely due to his connections—Liu Ming, the son of Zijin City Mayor Liu Dechang, is very close to him; the two have known each other since university. The fact that Zhongfang has been able to acquire land and develop projects smoothly in various districts and counties of Zijin City over the years, without any approval delays, is all thanks to Liu Ming's influence. However, their relationship isn't entirely unbreakable. Liu Ming..." This man, like his father, is shrewd and calculating. He helps Lu Hao not out of friendship, but because the annual profits he receives from Zhongfang are substantial. If a rift can be created between Zhongfang and Liu Ming, Lu Hao will lose his biggest backer. Furthermore, Zhongfang recently acquired a large plot of land in the eastern suburbs of Zijin City and is preparing to develop a large commercial complex. The investment is massive, and their cash flow is extremely tight. At times like these, Zhongfang's biggest fear is negative news; anything that affects the project's progress or bank loan approvals would be a fatal blow.

After listening, Lin Feng leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the table. He raised his glass and clinked it with Zhang Jin's. The man, being a government official, was quick-witted and provided very important information.

After leaving the Sichuan restaurant, Zhang Jin took a brown paper envelope out of his briefcase and handed it to him.

"This is some basic information I could get about Lu Hao and Liu Ming, including their social circles, places they frequent, and some publicly available business records. It's not particularly confidential, but it should be useful to you. After all, an old classmate personally asked me for help, so I should at least lend a hand!"

Lin Feng took the envelope but didn't open it immediately. Instead, he tucked it under his arm and shook hands with Zhang Jin.

After shaking his hand, Zhang Jin patted him on the shoulder, his expression becoming serious, telling him not to be too impulsive.

Back at the hotel, Lin Feng opened the envelope and spread the documents inside out on the bed sheet.

Kui Zi leaned over and glanced at it a few times. Pointing to an address marked on one of the papers, he said, "This Lu Hao goes here every night. It's a KTV called Jinbihuihuang. It's a regular meeting place in their circle. The private room is always booked on the third floor, the innermost one."

Lin Feng looked in the direction Kui Zi pointed and silently repeated the address in his mind several times.

I folded the documents back into the envelope, walked to the window and looked at the brightly lit office building across the street. The night in Zijin City was even more bustling than that of Hehai. The traffic on the overpass formed flowing ribbons of light in the night.

He had already roughly figured out his next move. Tomorrow, he would first go to the places marked by Zhang Jin to scout them out, thoroughly understand Lu Hao's patterns of action, and then wait for the most opportune moment to defeat him in one fell swoop.

He wouldn't kill Lu Hao, but he wanted to teach this spoiled brat a profound lesson.