Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

Lin Tingzhen actually forced Jia Yong to sign the contract before releasing him.

The contract was drafted on the spot. Lin Ting nitpicked over every detail, and because the handwriting in the first draft was not neat and beautiful enough, he dawdled and rewrote it three times.

In the end, Jia Yong almost owed her 800,000 yuan, just to get her to finish quickly and take him to the hospital.

Lin Ting kept his promise. After signing the contract in the presence of Elder Tian, ​​he had Meng Ke take Jia Yong to the hospital.

Old Tian asked, "Girl, what do you plan to do with these businesses? If you want to sell them, I can help you."

He knew Lin Ting had no expertise in this field, so selling off the business to make money was a good option.

Lin Ting vaguely replied, "No rush, let's take it slow. I'm not in the mood to deal with these things right now. But you have to help me out while I'm gone. Don't let the company's employees or miners cause trouble."

"Alright, this is a small matter, I can handle it." Old Tian smiled, then paused and asked, "What about Jia Yong..."

Lin Ting said decisively, "Let him go to Shenzhen by sea."

Old Tian's smile widened, his face scrunched up like a walnut shell.

"You silly child, you really did plan this all along..."

Old Tian patted Lin Ting on the shoulder: "You young man are truly formidable!"

Lin Ting smiled but said nothing, politely saw Old Tian off, and when he turned around, the smile was gone from his face.

She went straight back to 305, just as Yang Meiyun woke up from her nap.

"how?"

Lin Ting handed her the contract he had just signed, yawned, and went to make himself some coffee.

Yang Meiyun looked at the contract, was shocked for a moment, and then said decisively, "Ting'er, I can't let him go."

Yang Meiyun didn't care about money.

She traveled a long way to seek revenge.

Lin Ting tilted his head back and gulped down most of his coffee, then chuckled softly, "Wouldn't it be better to let him hand over his gun before he dies?"

Yang Meiyun was stunned.

Lin Ting calmly finished the rest of her coffee and let out a soft sigh: "I want all the robbers and highwaymen to know that if they touch my people and my goods, they'll have to pay up their entire fortune."

Yang Meiyun hesitated for two seconds, then nodded: "I understand, I'll go back to Shenzhen now."

"What's the rush?" Lin Ting raised the corners of her lips. "Sister, there are people who want him arrested more than we do, and there are people who want him dead more than we do. We won't do anything illegal or criminal."

Yang Meiyun immediately thought of the capital city.

but--

"You don't consider this robbery?"

She waved the contract in her hand.

Lin Ting's eyes widened: "It's all written down clearly in black and white, this is Jia Yong's compensation to us! And I will not sue him for the property damage caused by his intentional attack on me! This is a proper private settlement!"

Yang Meiyun: "..."

This is probably the largest private settlement in history, right?

"Sister, if you're not sleepy, come back to the capital with me. We can discuss what to do with this company while we're at it."

"Um……"

……

Beijing.

Feng Hui doesn't have the habit of watching the news.

He had stayed up all night, anxiously awaiting good news from Shenyang, when he suddenly received a call from his older brother.

He hung up impatiently, and a few seconds later, the phone rang again.

Hang up again, call again...

After four attempts, Feng Hui could no longer tolerate it and accepted the answer.

"What are you doing!"

He asked impatiently.

Feng Yao only had two words: "Run!"

Feng Hui was stunned: "Run? Which way do you want to run?"

"The inspectors are after you! Your little affair with Jia Yong is on TV!" Feng Yao said rapidly. "You'd better get out of here!"

This time, Feng Hui wasn't stunned; he just couldn't believe it: "The Duan family acted so quickly?"

He anticipated that once Jia Yong fell into the hands of the Duan family, they would be able to pry him open up.

But this is too fast!

Feng Yao was silent for a moment, then urged, "I don't have time to explain all that to you. Leave immediately, quick!"

Feng Hui responded, then asked in confusion, "Where do I go? And then what? What do I do?"

What he wanted to ask was naturally how his family would handle him.

He can't possibly be a fugitive!

Feng Yao felt a headache coming on.

How could he have such a stupid younger brother?

"Leave the capital first, we'll talk about the rest later. Don't tell anyone where you're going, I'll contact you later."

Feng Yaofei finished speaking quickly and hung up the phone.

Holding the mobile phone, Feng Hui pouted in dissatisfaction: "Can't you live without pretending to be someone else for a day?"

As was his habit, Feng Huicai cursed his elder brother before standing up and saying, "Xiao Li, come out with me for a bit."

Someone nearby asked, "Brother Hui, aren't we waiting for news?"

Feng Hui's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "You guys wait here, I'll go out to pick someone up."

"okay."

None of the underlings thought much of it. Xiao Li followed Feng Hui out the door, and after getting into the car, he asked, "Brother Hui, where are we going?"

"Get out of the city, quickly!"

Feng Hui's face then showed some panic.

Xiao Li was taken aback: "Which way out?"

Feng Hui cursed, "Whatever! Let's get going! Take the less crowded route!"

"oh oh!"

Xiao Li quickly started the car and drove around to a side road with few cars passing by.

Feng Hui subconsciously looked back, fearing that a car might catch up with him right now.

No car was chasing him; he only caught a glimpse of a black car parked on the side of the road…

Crown sedan.

……

“If you head west, it will only take half an hour to stop him.”

Jiang Zong paused for a moment and then said, "However, I suggest we don't stop them."

Lin Ting paused for a moment on the other end of the phone, then replied, "I understand. I'll leave it at that. I'll let Duan Jun know later."

"Okay." Jiang Zong glanced at the time. "When are you coming back?"

"It can arrive before dinner."

"I'm waiting for you."

"it is good."

Lin Ting put down his mobile phone and turned to look at Yang Meiyun: "Feng Hui ran away."

Yang Meiyun instantly understood and continued Lin Ting's unfinished sentence: "The Duan family has made their move."

The jeep was spacious, and Lin Ting curled up casually in the seat with a soft blanket covering her legs.

She yawned: "That's all I need to do. I'll just wait to collect the gold coins."

The only way Feng Hui could escape, barring the possibility of a one in ten million miracle, is that the Duan family deliberately let him go.

The Duan family certainly wouldn't care about such a small favor; this move could only be an attempt to force the elders of the Feng family to participate.

Either the Feng family will uphold justice and arrest Feng Hui and hand him over, or they will have to find a way to pull some strings...

Lin Ting pondered that the former possibility was unlikely.

She was lost in thought when Duan Jun called.

"Sister Duan, have you eaten?"

"……have eaten."

After replying, Duan Jun asked, "Do you still have any cards left?"

Lin Ting casually asked, "What?"

"Play your cards as soon as you have them, or you'll be stuck with nothing," Duan Jun said.

Lin Ting clicked her tongue lightly: "You asked me to do something and you still have this attitude? I'm very upset."

Duan Jun: "Get lost."

"Hmph, you're insulting me, you're a bad person."

Duan Jun: "..."

She could tell that Lin Ting was extremely relaxed and was probably talking to her in bed.

Duan Jun simply asked herself, "Is Jia Yong still alive?"

"Alive, he should still be in the hospital right now."

Duan Jun quickly grasped the key point: "You little brat, you've really skinned Jia Yong alive, haven't you?"

"How could that be? I only asked for compensation of 800,000 yuan, and the car bombing incident was settled privately."

Didn't that Boss He ask for 800,000?

So she said she received 800,000 yuan in compensation, and there was absolutely no problem with it.

Duan Jun was slightly taken aback: "Eight hundred thousand is all we have?"

Lin Ting: "I'm very magnanimous."

"I believe you."

“I even agreed to send him away.”

Duan Jun was silent for three seconds, then immediately became wary: "You're not going to try to get more benefits from me because you broke your promise, are you?"

Lin Ting: "How did I break my promise? I said I'd send him away, but I didn't say where! Can't I send him to prison, torture chamber, purgatory, or hell?"

"……pretty!"