135: Chapter 135 Extravagant Spending

The police car drove away.

Jiang Feng turned and walked into the house, throwing himself directly into the leather sofa in the living room.

He took out his phone and opened the banking app.

A long string of numbers popped up. Over a hundred million in cash.

This amount of money didn't make him a top tycoon in the Location, but it was enough.

The problem was, if he really had to venture into Wuyin Town, located deep within the vast mountains on the southwestern frontier, this hundred million wouldn't even be enough to wipe his backside.

The Prophet's files stated it clearly: that godforsaken place was a data black hole where all electronic equipment turned into scrap metal.

But since there was a high probability that the ultimate cure for brain cancer was hidden there, he had to go.

Jiang Feng rubbed his face vigorously with both hands.

With the system as a safety net and one hundred and fifty days of origin lifespan to sustain him, he had the qualifications to sit at the table and draw cards.

But this qualification was, at best, just a ticket to gamble with his life.

Rhythmic chopping sounds came from the kitchen.

Jiang Feng turned his head to look at the semi-open kitchen.

Chen Dahai was lowering his head to chop green onions, his knife work swift and skillful.

Over the past six months, Chen Dahai had been an impeccable bodyguard, driver, and housekeeper.

Whenever trouble arose, he was always the first to reach for the hilt of the knife at his waist, standing firm at the front.

But for the job in Wuyin Town, he absolutely could not bring him along.

That place was a bottomless quagmire; Jiang Feng couldn't do something as unscrupulous as dragging a brother along to fill a pit.

The problem was how to make Chen Dahai stay in the Location.

This stubborn old mule was set in his ways. If he told him directly not to follow, he would surely get angry and then cling to his leg, insisting on going to brave the danger together.

He had to find a task that he couldn't refuse, to nail him firmly to the Location.

Jiang Feng sat up straight; a plan to throw money at the problem began to take shape.

He would throw all hundred million from his account into a mess that Chen Dahai couldn't walk away from.

Of course, the company itself wouldn't just be for burning money.

After Eden was uprooted, a large gap had opened up in the Location's high-end security market.

When he returned from Wuyin Town, this would be a legitimate foundation for him to establish himself.

Spending money to set the stage—killing two birds with one stone.

Over the next three days, Jiang Feng spent money with the speed of a military operation.

He bought a building—the top floor of the Jinghai Center Building, over two thousand square meters. He slapped the full payment of sixty-five million on the face of the vice president of Dingsheng Real Estate, who bowed and backed out the door.

He hired people—promising double commissions to headhunters. Retired special forces instructors, legal counsel who had won multi-million level commercial disputes, and a full set of administrative staff were all assembled in three days.

He registered the company—throwing down five times the expedited fee, and the gold-stamped business license was delivered to his doorstep that same day.

He bought cars—four Rolls-Royce Phantoms and ten top-spec Range Rovers, shelling out over thirty million for the remaining balance.

The bank transaction notifications didn't stop.

A fortune of over a hundred million, more than half burned away in three days.

Chen Dahai sat in the living room every day, bumping into waves of people in suits and leather shoes.

Looking at the terrifying numbers on the procurement list, this veteran who wasn't even afraid of death couldn't stop his hand from shaking while holding the pen.

On the morning of the fourth day.

Jiang Feng specially changed into a casual suit, looking neat and proper, having completely tucked away his usual street-smart air.

He walked to the coffee table.

The business license, four Rolls-Royce keys, and ten Range Rover keys were lined up in a row, arranged neatly.

The bold text on the license was quite eye-catching: Starlight Private Security and Information Consulting Company.

Legal Representative: Jiang Feng.

"Chen Dahai, sit."

Chen Dahai quickly put the rag aside, sat down properly, and waited for the boss to speak.

Jiang Feng didn't waste words; he pulled a red-headed document from a black folder and pushed it in front of Chen Dahai.

Starlight Private Security and Information Consulting Company.

General Manager: Chen Dahai.

Annual salary: 5 million RMB, plus a 5% equity dividend in the company.

Chen Dahai's eyes almost popped out as he stared fixedly at the words "General Manager," the sound of his breathing in his throat terrifyingly loud.

The next second, he sprang up from the sofa as if his backside were on fire, and the appointment letter fluttered down onto his feet.

"Boss! This is impossible no matter how you put it!" Chen Dahai waved his hands wildly in front of his chest. "I, Chen Dahai, am just a rough soldier. I'm good at going into battle, and I don't hesitate to drive for you or take a bullet."

"You want me to be the General Manager? I can't even understand the most basic financial statements!"

"Sit down!" Jiang Feng roared, his voice sinking into his dantian.

Chen Dahai stood straight as a board, not daring to sit down.

"Boss, do me a favor and cancel this assignment. Didn't the headhunting company find a bunch of highly educated returnees? They understand business management. I'll just be a security captain, that's enough."

"Bullshit!" Jiang Feng scolded sharply. "Do you think I threw away tens of millions to start a company just to play house?"

Chen Dahai was stunned by this intensity.

Jiang Feng straightened up and walked to Chen Dahai in two steps.

"You're talking about those executives recruited by the headhunters?"

Jiang Feng sneered.

"Those people only care about money. Today I pay them a five-million salary, and tomorrow if another boss offers eight million, they can turn around and sell the company out completely, even taking away the core client list!"

"Chen Dahai, remember this clearly: in this world, money can buy labor, but it can't buy friendship worth dying for!"

Jiang Feng raised his right hand and slapped Chen Dahai's broad shoulder forcefully.

"We have a bond forged in a hail of bullets, a friendship where we've risked our lives for each other."

Jiang Feng spoke with earnest words, aiming straight for the heart.

"In this cutthroat Jinghai City, my fortune of over a hundred million and my back are things I can only entrust to you. If I gave them to someone else, I'd have to sleep with one eye open."

Every word was sharp and hit home, striking directly at Chen Dahai's most fatal soft spot.

A veteran who had crawled out of a pile of corpses like Chen Dahai was most susceptible to this kind of ultimate trust, where lives were entrusted to one another.

If you held a knife to his throat, he wouldn't even bat an eyelid, but as long as you told him to his face, "I only trust you," he would open his chest for you without hesitation.

Chen Dahai's eyes became distinctly bloodshot, and the muscles on his face went rigid.

Seeing that the medicine had taken full effect, Jiang Feng immediately added the final dose.

"I'm making you the General Manager, not so you can sit in an office clicking an abacus; professional accountants will naturally handle the complicated accounts."

Jiang Feng deliberately lowered his voice, conveying a sense of heart-to-heart sincerity.

"I insist on putting you in this position so you can have the authority to hold down the fort for me! If anyone dares to play dirty in the company to cheat us out of money, you break their legs and tell them to get out!"

Jiang Feng bent down, picked up the appointment letter from the floor, and forcefully shoved it into Chen Dahai's hands.

"This security company is our trump card for establishing ourselves in the Location. There can be no mistakes." Jiang Feng stared at Chen Dahai's face. "Do you dare to take on this burden? To firmly guard this territory for your brother who has risked his life for you?"

Chen Dahai brought his legs together with force, his heavy leather shoes making a sound, his back straight as a ramrod.

He raised his right hand to his brow, executing an impeccably standard military salute.

"Report, Boss!" Chen Dahai roared at the top of his lungs. "Since you've entrusted your back to me, even if I have to risk this old life of mine, I will firmly guard this company for you! From now on, whoever dares to touch a single cent of the company's money, I, Chen Dahai, swear I will cut them to pieces!"

Jiang Feng breathed a huge sigh of relief.

He had finally managed to tie this stubborn mule firmly to the Location.

"Good!" Jiang Feng pounded Chen Dahai's chest heavily. "That's what a good brother is! Take the document and report to the top-floor office tomorrow on time."