The place Ye Feng arranged for Su Chen and the others wasn’t some famous five-star hotel, but a villa on the peak of Baiyun Mountain that overlooked the city center.
"I bought this last year. Haven’t even stayed in it since the renovations were finished. The sheets and covers are all brand new. You guys can just crash here for the next few days!"
Su Chen clicked his tongue. He’d already noticed on the way up that this was the only villa on the peak of Baiyun Mountain. The courtyard alone was easily two or three hundred square meters, with outdoor swimming pools on either side.
The three-story villa itself looked to be at least a thousand square meters. Including the courtyard and pools, the total property was over two thousand square meters. In a place like Yangcheng City, where every inch of land is as precious as gold, it had to be worth at least several hundred million.
’And Ye Feng calls this "crashing here." Tsk, tsk... he’s even more of a big shot than I am. But then again, Ye Feng really has the wealth to back it up.’
Si Cong and Qin Fen nodded, then grabbed their bags and headed upstairs to pick out rooms.
Seeing that Su Chen hadn’t moved, Ye Feng knew he must have something to discuss.
And just as he expected... Su Chen pulled a white pack of cigarettes from his pocket and held it out to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng’s eyes widened slightly at the sight of the pack in Su Chen’s hand. He drew one out, lit it, and took two puffs before saying with feeling, "It’s been a while since I’ve had one of these. The last time was when I got a pack from my grandfather!"
"Haha. I grabbed a few cartons from Elder Xiao when I visited him a while back," Su Chen said casually, leaning back into the sofa.
But hearing this, Ye Feng was inwardly shaken. Even the hand holding his cigarette trembled slightly.
He knew exactly who Elder Xiao was, of course. He’d previously thought Su Chen was just good friends with Xiao Chen, but he’d never imagined Su Chen was on such good terms with Elder Xiao himself.
’Looks like I need to adjust my approach,’ Ye Feng thought to himself.
When his cigarette had burned halfway down, Su Chen finally sat up straight. He turned to Ye Feng and asked, "The Ye Group’s internal audit should be finished by now, right?"
Ye Feng was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly understood what Su Chen wanted to ask. After all, Su Chen had temporarily let the guy go for his sake.
"Yes, it’s finished."
Su Chen flicked the ash from his cigarette, his tone turning cold. "So, what was done with Ah Bu?"
Su Chen had handed Ah Bu over to Ye Feng because the man was still useful to him. But now that the Ye Group’s internal audit was over, that was no longer the case.
Su Chen had no intention of letting him off the hook that easily. This was the man who had tried to pull his mother’s oxygen mask off underwater. If Su Chen just let it go, did they take him for some Hello Kitty, a total pushover?
Hearing Su Chen’s icy tone, Ye Feng knew what he wanted. "The guy did a lot of things like that. We found five or six witnesses. He was sentenced to eight years and is already behind bars."
"Eight years? Isn’t that letting him off a little too lightly?" A ruthless glint flashed in Su Chen’s eyes.

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