Extreme Almightiest Young Master Chapter 54

"Well... forget it, let’s just leave it at that for now," Li Wenkai said, putting the phone down in frustration. He thought to himself, how did things end up like this? Since when has dealing with someone through Brother Bao ever been this troublesome? What the hell is going on? Is it Lin Feng’s luck that’s too good, or is mine just too damn bad?

His mind began to strategize how to deal with Lin Feng, but the more he thought about it, the more depressed and angry he became.

He’d only met Lin Feng twice. The first time, Lin Feng wrecked his Aston Martin. Even now, the thought of his car made Li Wenkai angry. Who did he think he was? If it weren’t for Ding Wan’er, I would have definitely thrown him in jail for a few days. Just the repair costs alone would’ve cleaned him out, yet there he is, still living so perfectly carefree.

The second time was when Brother Bao’s stupid lackey tried to mess with Lin Feng and ended up killing himself without even touching him. How do these things even relate, huh? I tried to kill him, but instead, I had to shell out 500,000 yuan as compensation. How could I be so damn unlucky?

And then there was today’s banquet. What the fuck was going on with everything? How does Lin Feng know how to do anything and everything? It’s as if his life on an island for five years made him more knowledgeable than someone living in the city. But Lin Feng really does know those things, and it seemed impossible to find something he doesn’t know. Are you even human, or some kind of demon? How else could you know absolutely everything?

Why is it that whenever it comes to Lin Feng, nothing ever ends well for me? Why the hell is that???

What pissed Li Wenkai off the most was that Ding Wan’er had witnessed him get humiliated by Lin Feng not just once, but twice. His face was completely lost. How am I supposed to chase after Ding Wan’er now?

Today was filled with depression and embarrassment. With no word from Brother Bao on how to deal with Lin Feng, Li Wenkai unusually went home early.

Alone in his room and pondering how to handle Lin Feng, a servant came in and said that his grandfather and father wanted to see him. This made Li Wenkai tense up. Surely there must be some issue; otherwise, the two elders wouldn’t summon him together.

When he saw his father and grandfather, as expected, he was met with a torrent of scolding due to them somehow finding out about this afternoon’s events.

The two old men were furious. We’re the Li Family. We can lose anything but our face. Today’s incident at the banquet has nearly stripped the Li Family of all its dignity," Li Wenkai’s father, Li Jun, said, pointing at Li Wenkai, "Do you even realize where you went wrong today?"

"Because... I lost money?" Li Wenkai cautiously replied, fearing his father might lash out.

"Can’t you think for once? When has the Li Family ever worried about money?" Li Jun said, pointing at Li Wenkai with disdain. How did I ever sire such a beast, completely clueless about every situation, knowing only how to squander time and embarrass us?

"Wenkai, always remember this: the Li Family can never afford to lose face. Money is not an issue for the Li Family—it’s the reputation that matters the most," Li Wenkai’s grandfather, Li Yun, spoke calmly and then closed his eyes to rest.

Li Yun, although quite old, naturally exuded a dominant presence.

"Are you not going to leave? Stop loitering around and get the hell out of here. Spend less time messing around outside. You never learn anything worthwhile, just bringing shame to the family. You can’t even deal with a washed-up young master without causing us to lose face," Li Jun bellowed furiously at Li Wenkai.

"Yes..." Li Wenkai turned and ran off as fast as the wind.

After Li Wenkai left, Li Jun said to his father, "Dad, shouldn’t we investigate the guy from this afternoon’s banquet?"

"Do as you please," Li Yun replied indifferently, closing his eyes again. It was just a minor issue, but Li Jun was so irate because an old friend had ridiculed them over another matter they were discussing.

"Ah..." Upon returning to his room, Li Wenkai vented his anger, smashing things all over the place.

Damnit, now even my dad and granddad know about it. Does that mean everyone...

You embarrassed me, you made me a laughingstock. Just wait and see how I’ll deal with you. The angrier he got, the more he drank, taking out a bottle from the liquor cabinet and pouring it straight down his throat, bottle after bottle.

Groggy, when Li Wenkai was woken by the sunlight the next day, he still felt weak and disoriented.

He rubbed his aching head, clumsily dressed, and couldn’t help but grab another bottle of liquor to take a few swigs. The thought of yesterday’s events still made him so frustrated, he felt like drinking.

Only two words occupied his mind now: Lin Feng. The mere thought of Lin Feng made Li Wenkai furious, and the more he thought, the angrier he became.

He fixated on getting Lin Feng away from Ding Wan’er. Suddenly, an idea sprang to Li Wenkai’s mind. Why bother with all this effort? Just confront him directly. Who am I? I am the heir of Li’s Oceanic. What is Lin Feng compared to me? He’s at best a has-been young master, no match for me vying for Ding Wan’er, trampling my dignity into dust. You like to flaunt money? Well, tomorrow I’ll crush you with it.

That’s right, he must have ulterior motives for sticking around Ding Wan’er. Why should I waste so much effort?

...............

The next morning, as soon as Lin Feng arrived at work, he found it odd to see that everyone in the department had actually shown up today—a rare occurrence indeed.

"Lin Feng, later you three go to the school gate, a decoration company is doing some mural painting for the school today, and they need some assistance. Make sure not to draw a crowd," Zhao Jian said without wanting to elaborate further; he had always wanted to edge Lin Feng out but never found the opportunity. His previous attempts to trouble him had only backfired.

Zhao Jian didn’t even want to see Lin Feng now, at least not until he figured out a good way to deal with him.

"Also, Sun Lei will be in charge of today’s work. You two follow his instructions." After saying that, Zhao Jian turned his head back to the computer because he didn’t want to see Lin Feng, whose mere sight filled him with irritation.

"I’m on it, don’t worry, you can count on me to handle it well," said Sun Lei, who knew his immediate boss well; a person who laid everything bare had no chance of climbing higher in the hierarchy.

Sun Lei felt fortunate that Section Chief Zhao Jian took good care of him, usually assigning the general tasks to Qian Xiaomao alone. Therefore, Sun Lei was the only loyal subordinate Zhao Jian had in the department, and Sun Lei worked hard to complete the tasks assigned by Zhao Jian to his satisfaction.

When the three arrived at the school gate, they noticed the mural was indeed huge, no wonder they needed to control the flow of people. Scaffolds were erected on both sides of the gate, and workers were already preparing to start.

"You two, one take the left and the other the right, go," said Sun Lei, dropping a word before he took a newspaper and sat down in a small grove nearby to read.

"Brother Lin, can you believe that someone like him could be a leader?" Qian Xiaomao grumbled.

"Let it be, it’s not a big deal," Lin Feng didn’t speak further and headed straight for the left side of the gate.

Lin Feng watched the workers with interest, occasionally chatting with them and expressing his opinions. Time flew by and before he knew it, it was almost noon. Initially, the workers didn’t pay much attention to the casual remarks from Lin Feng, a young man who they thought wouldn’t know much.

But when someone accidentally followed Lin Feng’s suggestion and made a change, the mural immediately improved, surprising the workers on site.

Although it was just a minor adjustment, the difference was significant, and as they were beginning to get involved with Lin Feng...

Suddenly, a sports car wobbled into the school gate, taking an S path. Everyone could tell it was a drunk driver and avoided it from afar, fearing bad luck if they got involved. They noticed the front of the car seemed to have already been smashed somewhere, and they thought, how bold of this person to drive in such a drunk state?

But to everyone’s surprise, the ’drunken car’ wobbled over to where Lin Feng was and stopped. A shaky drinker got out and headed straight for Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, what’s it going to take for you to leave Wan’er alone? And what gives you the right to be with her?" It was Li Wenkai, reeking of alcohol, who came at Lin Feng with an explosive question. What gave this wretched fop the right to compete with me for Ding Wan’er? Who am I? I am the grand young master of the Li Family, Li Wenkai.

But all Lin Feng did was glance at him once when he got out of the car, then ignored him completely, as if Li Wenkai, the very much real heir, didn’t exist at all—like he wasn’t even there.

His gaze stayed on the mural, discussing adjustments with the workers.

After Li Wenkai finished speaking, he realized that Lin Feng hadn’t even looked at him.

What? You dare act as if I don’t exist. Who do you think you are, damn it.

Li Wenkai was instantly furious and roared, "Do you even know who I am? I’m the Crown Prince of Li’s Oceanic, do you understand? Li’s Oceanic! What makes you think you can compete with me?"

Li Wenkai finally couldn’t contain himself and blurted out his background. Ha, what rights did a ruined young master have to fight me for Wan’er? Do you even weigh up, kiddo? I’ll scare you to death.

But when Li Wenkai shouted excitedly, he found that Lin Feng had moved to another spot and was still busy talking to the workers, not looking back or even responding to him.

Ignoring him or... scared?

Li Wenkai was taken aback. This guy must be doing it on purpose; his head was still a bit fuzzy from the alcohol.

As Li Wenkai’s car came to a stop, Sun Lei and Qian Xiaomao also saw what was happening. Hearing Li Wenkai’s outburst, they hurried over and caught the tail end of his rant.

Both understood in a flash—the guy in the sports car was quarreling with Lin Feng over a woman. However, they each had their own thoughts on the matter.