In another office at Qin family company, a man was enjoying himself on the sofa, with two voluptuous women by his side.
Just as he was reveling in his pleasure, the office door was suddenly kicked open by a middle-aged man.
This startled the two women into screaming, while the man shivered, his earlier vigor instantly deflated.
He angrily shouted, "Who is it? Who the hell let you in! Didn't I tell you..."
His words were cut short as the intruder immediately slapped him, leaving him dazed.
The man froze for a moment before recognizing the person who entered, and instantly became submissive, quickly saying, "Dad, why... why are you here!"
"You unfilial son, at a time like this, you still have the energy for such sordid affairs!" The man, furious, slapped him again.
"Dad! What's wrong? Why are you hitting me!!" the man asked, bewildered.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man said angrily, "I'll settle with you later. Get dressed properly and come to my office!"
With that, the middle-aged man left without looking back.
Seeing this, the young man quickly sent the two women away, then put on his clothes and rushed out.
However, in his haste, he put his clothes on backward, attracting quite a few stares along the way.
If Ye Feng were there, he would have burst out laughing.
Because this man was none other than Qin Hao, who had repeatedly used his family's influence to bully him.
And the middle-aged man was his father, Qin Zhigao, the head of the Qin family.
Soon, Qin Hao arrived at Qin Zhigao's office. The moment he entered, Qin Zhigao saw that his clothes were on backward and immediately slapped him again.
"Dad, why, why are you hitting me?" Qin Hao felt extremely wronged.
Qin Zhigao said angrily, "Why am I hitting you? I'm asking you, did you offend the Xiao family somewhere?"
"The Xiao family? No, no!" Qin Hao replied after a moment's hesitation.
*Slap!*
Qin Zhigao didn't believe him at all and slapped him again.
"No? If you hadn't offended them, would they have cut off cooperation with our Qin family?" Qin Zhigao questioned.
Qin Hao thought about it and still shook his head, "Really not!"
*Slap!*
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Zhigao slapped his left cheek again, angrily saying, "Still quibbling? If you hadn't offended them, would they have warned us not to let you misuse the Qin family's power recklessly?"
Hearing Qin Zhigao's words, Qin Hao finally remembered something and said hesitantly, "Well, it seems like a little bit! But it shouldn't be that serious!"
*Slap!*
"What do you mean 'a little bit'? What do you mean 'not that serious'? If it wasn't serious, would they be suppressing our Qin family's businesses in all aspects?"
Qin Zhigao's three consecutive slaps and rapid-fire questions left Qin Hao speechless.
"Hurry up and tell the truth!" Qin Zhigao said, raising his hand to slap him again.
This time, Qin Hao completely caved and quickly said, "Dad! Don't, don't hit me anymore, I'll tell you, I'll tell you..."
Thus, Qin Hao recounted what he had done at the Dragon King Hall.
"You useless good-for-nothing! Are you bored enough to court death! How dare you extend your reach into the Dragon King Hall!" Qin Zhigao kicked him.
"Dad! It's just asking the little manager of the Dragon King Hall not to accept the catch of a little fisherman, is it worth such a fuss?" Qin Hao was very confused.
"You know nothing! Starting today, if you dare to misuse the family name again, don't blame me for crippling you..."
Meanwhile, Ye Feng had discussed with the Xiao father and daughter for a while, and finally decided to go out to sea fishing tomorrow.
Because Ye Feng's daily catch alone would not be enough for the mayor's banquet.
However, going out to sea fishing required ocean-going fishing vessels and manpower. Xiao Qinghai planned to hire a fishing fleet and set off tomorrow morning.
"Alright! Ye Feng, it's settled then! You wait for our call at the dock at nine tomorrow! By the way, bring your catch over later! Without your catch, business at the shop hasn't been ideal these past few days!" Xiao Qinghai said.
Ye Feng heard this and quickly replied, "Okay! I'll bring it to you later!"
Ye Feng was overjoyed at this moment because just a moment ago he was worried about selling his catch, and now they were urging him to bring it. How could he not be happy?
However, in the next second, Ye Feng ran into a problem. He had three days' worth of catch accumulated, and his electric tricycle clearly couldn't carry it all in one trip, requiring at least two or three trips.
But if he used the electric tricycle, each round trip would take over two hours, and finishing all the trips would take an entire afternoon.
"Looks like I need to get a pickup truck when I have time in a few days!"
Finally, Ye Feng decided to hire a small truck to help him transport it, and he would take a taxi back.
Not long after, a small truck arrived at Ye Feng's house, carrying his catch towards the Dragon King Hall.
When he brought the catch to the Dragon King Hall, all the fish combined sold for a high price of over 400,000 yuan, making Ye Feng extremely happy.
Upon hearing that over 400,000 yuan had been deposited, Ye Feng quickly checked his phone and realized that he now had over three million yuan in savings.
This was equivalent to a house in a first-tier city, and the wealth that an ordinary person could earn in a lifetime.
Ye Feng could never have imagined that just last month he was a penniless loser who couldn't find a job, and now he possessed the wealth that ordinary people had to strive for a lifetime to obtain.
After receiving the money, Ye Feng was overjoyed and left the Dragon King Hall with a spring in his step.
On the way back, he bought many things he usually couldn't afford, many of which were for his mother.
His mother had raised him to adulthood, and he had never bought her anything decent. Now that he had money, his mother was the first person he thought of.
Ye Feng's father had gone fishing when he was six or seven years old and never returned. He had lived a very difficult life with his mother since childhood.
It was precisely because of this that he studied diligently, hoping to give his mother a better future.
Soon, Ye Feng arrived at the bus stop near the park to wait for the bus. After waiting for a few minutes, the bus hadn't arrived yet, but Ye Feng suddenly heard a lot of discussion behind him.
"Wow! Who is this person? Why is he lying on the ground!"
"I don't know! I saw him lying here as soon as I arrived! Should we help him up?"
"Do you own a mine? Old people nowadays are tricky. If you don't want to be extorted, it's best not to help!"
"..."
Soon, more than a dozen people gathered around, but they all stood by and watched, no one daring to go up and help the person lying on the ground.
Hearing this, Ye Feng quickly put down the things in his hands and ran over to check.
The next second, he saw an old man in his sixties lying on the ground. He looked pained, clutching his chest with one hand and reaching out to the crowd with the other.
It was clear he was asking for help from the crowd, but the people around not only didn't step forward to help but instead retreated.
Seeing this, Ye Feng also froze for a second. Should he help? Or not?
But looking at the old man's helpless state, he couldn't care about anything else and rushed over to help the old man up...