Chu Feng, seeing his second uncle and aunt still standing there, coldly spoke, "So, you still want to stay and have a late-night snack with ?"
The aunt was the first to give in, putting on a pitiful face, and pleaded, "Xiao Feng, we are still relatives after all. You can’t just ignore your cousin like this. Your second uncle and I admit we’ve done so wrong things in the past. I apologize to you. If you don’t help this ti, your cousin is as good as dead."
Despite the aunt’s pleas, Chu Feng was unmoved. He had never been one to repay evil with kindness. He rembered how they had driven him and Qin i into desperation back then.
Seeing that begging Chu Feng was hopeless, the aunt turned to Qin i to plead instead.
"Qin i, I admit we went too far back then, but we did genuinely try to help while Chu Tian was alive. This ti, consider it beseeching you, just help this once," the aunt cried pitifully, which softened Qin i’s heart.
"Xiao Feng, if there’s anything you can do, maybe you could just help them out this ti?" Qin i spoke up.
Once Qin i had spoken, Chu Feng couldn’t ignore it.
Chu Feng sighed and said, "Just this once."
Upon hearing this, the uncle and aunt quickly expressed their thanks, "Xiao Feng, thank you, thank you so much."
Chu Feng looked at them coldly, clearly having no intention of accepting their gratitude.
This made the uncle and aunt’s faces hang in sha. However, since they were now asking for a favor, they had no choice but to endure it.
"Xiao Feng, about the money, aren’t you going to prepare for it?" the aunt asked, seeing Chu Feng still seated motionlessly.
Chu Feng countered, "What money?"
The aunt hurriedly said, "The five million that the kidnappers demanded."
Chu Feng replied, "I only agreed to save him, not to prepare five million for you."
Jokingly, with Chu Feng’s current influence in East River, did he really need money to save soone?
"Xiao Feng, how can you save soone without money?" The uncle, hearing this, also beca anxious.
Chu Feng coldly said, "If you trust , let handle it. If you don’t trust , find another way yourselves."
Although Chu Feng’s attitude was very unpleasant to them, he was their only hope at the mont.
"We trust, we trust!" Both of them nodded repeatedly, having no choice but to believe in Chu Feng.
An hour later, the phone rang on ti.
The two glanced at the phone and then at Chu Feng.
Chu Feng gestured for them to hand the phone to him.
They gave the phone to Chu Feng, and he answered the call directly.
As soon as the call connected, Chu Feng didn’t wait for the other party to speak, saying, "I don’t care who you are, but I hope you know Dong Wanliang. This is Dong Wanliang’s number, call him now. My na is Chu Feng; he will tell you what you should do."
After that, Chu Feng didn’t give the other party a chance to speak and hung up the phone.
Seeing Chu Feng handle the rescue like this, the aunt exclaid in panic, "You just ntioned a na and hung up the call; isn’t that risky? If you don’t want to help, just say it directly; why do it this way?"
Chu Feng said, "This is my way of saving soone. If you are not comfortable with it, you can seek help elsewhere."
Chu Feng agreeing to act was already a significant compromise.
Hearing Chu Feng’s words, they could only endure, as they had no other ans to save the person.
The kidnappers on the other end of the phone did indeed know Dong Wanliang. Holding the phone number, they were unsure whether to call.
"Boss, should we make this call?" asked a man with a triangular scar on his forehead, looking up at his leader.
"That kid’s parents are just crude nouveaux riches; they probably don’t know Dong Wanliang," the boss analyzed, stroking his chin.
"But the other side was very convincing, and they even left their own na. What if they really do know Dong Wanliang, and we ssed with Dong Wanliang’s people, we might end up feeding the sharks tomorrow. Dong Wanliang is not soone we can afford to ss with," said the petty thug tasked with calling.
"Just make the call and see. If it turns out to be nothing, we’ll chop up that kid and feed him to the sharks," the boss thought about it and felt it was worth a try.
Chu Feng, anwhile, waited by the phone, eating sunflower seeds and watching TV as if the kidnapping was the least of his concerns.
The uncle and aunt were really anxious, but they had no choice but to trust Chu Feng, as they had no other options.
"Ding ling ling!"
The phone rang again, and both the uncle and the aunt quickly looked towards it.
Chu Feng picked up the phone leisurely.
As soon as Chu Feng answered, he heard an almost pleading flattering voice on the line, saying, "Young Master Chu, sorry, we didn’t know the person we kidnapped had a connection with you. We will release him right now, and how about we also pay a compensation of a hundred thousand for emotional distress?"
The two kidnappers were helpless; the person on the phone was indeed Dong Wanliang.
That was the absolute emperor of the East River underworld, and they were nothing but two lowly thugs. In Dong Wanliang’s presence, they weren’t even qualified to carry his shoes.
Chu Feng, hearing the kidnappers’ words, knew they had confird his identity.
He put down the sunflower seeds and said, "No need for emotional distress compensation. Business must be tough for you around the festive season. I’ll just have the kidnapped boy’s parents give you a red envelope of a million yuan as a hardship fee, how about that?"
The two kidnappers were stumped by Chu Feng’s response. Here they were offering money, and he was offering them money instead.
"Young Master Chu, don’t jest with us, we really understand our mistake now. If you think a hundred thousand is not enough, we can add another hundred thousand," the two pleaded.
Chu Feng said, "I keep my word, I said I’d give you a hardship fee, and I will. Just give an account number, have the boy’s parents transfer a million, and you release him right away. If you don’t want to do as I say, I’ll let Dong Wanliang continue negotiating with you."
"No need, Young Master Chu, we’ll listen to you. We’ll give you the account number right now, thank you so much for your generosity..." The two kidnappers were profusely grateful on the phone, but Chu Feng had already hung up.
"Big brother, what do you think Young Master Chu ant by this?" After hanging up, the two kidnappers discussed among themselves.
The thinker among them, looking at Chu Feng’s cousin who was stripped bare, said, "Probably Young Master Chu has a grudge against this guy’s parents but had to help anyway, and wanted to teach them a lesson through us."
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