Chapter 111: 【111】Retribution? Where is the retribution?_1
 

Tang Feng wasn’t afraid of Zhao Huaqiang and his gang of thugs, so why would he fear these blustering workers?

“You had already checked the goods before, hadn’t you? Since we agreed on the price at the time, even if these air conditioners are really only worth two hundred dollars, it’s your fault for not looking carefully. We agreed on six hundred dollars, so not a penny less.”

“Oh man, are you planning to be tough with us? I’m telling you, just two hundred bucks, take it or leave it.” Mr. Wu seemed confident, with an arrogant expression on his face.

“Ha, I’d rather throw away these air conditioners than sell them to you for two hundred bucks,” Qin Yanan said furiously.

“Then you better think carefully, because once I walk out of this room, even if you want to sell them for one hundred bucks later, I won’t want them anymore. Let’s go,” Mr. Wu stated and then gestured for his men to leave with him.

“Stop, you put those air conditioners back where they were,” Qin Yanan quickly called out to them.

Right now, the air conditioners were piled up in the corridor, with no way to deal with them.

“Heh, sorry, we’re only responsible for dismantling, not installation,” Mr. Wu sneered coldly, “But of course, if you’re willing to pay us to install them, we’d be happy to help. Two hundred dollars per unit for installation.”

“Don’t even think about it!”

Qin Yanan was so angry she was grinding her teeth.

Two hundred dollars for the installation of each unit; that would cost eight thousand dollars for forty air conditioners.

This amount of money was nothing to her, not even a drop in the bucket.

But she just couldn’t swallow her pride.

“So if you’re not willing to pay the installation fee, should we leave now?” Mr. Wu said, a smug smile on his lips as he turned to leave.

“Hold on.”

At that moment, Tang Feng suddenly spoke up.

“What else do you want?” Mr. Wu asked, stopping and turning back to him.

“Have you ever heard of a saying, Mr. Wu?” Tang Feng casually sat on one of the air conditioners and asked a seemingly nonsensical question.

“What saying?” Mr. Wu asked, a hint of disdain in his eyes, curious to hear what nonsense Tang Feng could come up with.

“Young grass fears frost, frost fears the sun; a wicked person eventually meets someone even more malicious. If you keep up with these unscrupulous dealings, one day you will get your comeuppance,” Tang Feng said with an inscrutable smile on his face.

“Ha, retribution? Where’s the retribution? Go ahead and let it come upon me; I’d love to see that,” Mr. Wu said condescendingly, looking at him as if he were a fool.

The workers following him also burst into laughter, clearly treating Tang Feng as if he were insane.

Tang Feng stared at him expressionlessly, “You have a daughter, don’t you, Mr. Wu?”

The smile on Mr. Wu’s face froze, “What are you implying? Trying to threaten me with my family? I won’t play that game, just try me if you dare.”

Tang Feng waved his hand dismissively, “You misunderstand. I’m a law-abiding citizen, I would never engage in illegal or disorderly conduct.”

“Then what are you getting at?” Mr. Wu glared at him intently.

“I know a bit of fortune-telling and can see that disaster is about to befall you, Mr. Wu, and this disaster is likely to strike your daughter.” In fact, Tang Feng wasn’t just trying to scare him.

He had already used the scanning system and physiognomy skill to deduce that Mr. Wu was indeed on the verge of encountering misfortune that could lead to his family’s ruin.

Mr. Wu thought Tang Feng was just bluffing and burst into scoffing laughter, “Those kind of ghost stories might deceive a three-year-old child, but you think you can deceive me? Do you really take me for an idiot?”

After speaking, without giving Tang Feng a chance to continue, Mr. Wu walked off with his men swaggeringly.

Qin Yanan looked helplessly at Tang Feng, “With a rascal like that, we’re powerless.”

Tang Feng, however, wore an amused expression, “Do you believe they’ll come back to us within three minutes?”

“Stop joking around, how could that be possible?” Qin Yanan obviously didn’t believe him.

“Let’s make a bet,” Tang Feng raised an eyebrow at her.

“Bet on what?” Qin Yanan inquired.

“If they come back within three minutes, you wash my underwear and socks for a month,” Tang Feng said with a sly grin.

“And what if they don’t come back?” Qin Yanan asked, her expression flat.

“Then I’ll wash your underwear and socks for a month,” Tang Feng replied.

Qin Yanan eyed him suspiciously, “You’re not planning to do something filthy or despicable with my underwear and socks, are you?”

Tang Feng immediately rolled his eyes, “If I really wanted to do something filthy and despicable, I’d just do it directly to you, why would I need your underwear and socks?”

“Think about it, do you agree?”

Qin Yanan tilted her head and thought for a moment, “Alright, I agree.”

No sooner had she finished speaking, less than five seconds later, a succession of footsteps sounded.

Mr. Wu and his crew returned, their faces awash with urgency, as if they had just suffered a devastating loss.

Qin Yanan turned to Tang Feng in shock; how did he know Mr. Wu would come back?

The thought of washing his stinky socks and underwear for a month made her feel utterly despondent.

“Living god, save me,” Mr. Wu cried out.

As he was climbing the steps, he missed a step and fell flat on his face.

But he continued forward, crawling and scrambling until he knelt before Tang Feng with a “thud”.

Tang Feng glanced indifferently at him, “Mr. Wu, what is this all about?”

When Mr. Wu lifted his head, tears streamed down, “Living god, I’ve truly met retribution.”

“I just received a call from my wife, and she said… my daughter… my daughter has been kidnapped…”

He broke into heart-wrenching sobs before he could finish his sentence.

Having a daughter when he was over forty, she was six years old now, and he treated her as the apple of his eye, afraid of breaking her if he held her too tightly, and dissolving her if she stayed in his mouth.

Just a moment ago, he got a call from his wife saying that while his daughter was playing outside, she suddenly vanished.

The Public Affairs Hall had arrived and, after reviewing the nearby CCTV footage, discovered that a middle-aged woman had taken his daughter away.

The Public Affairs Hall was still investigating, and the outcome was unknown.

Upon hearing this dreadful news, he felt as if he’d been struck by lightning.

He’d often see on the internet about other people’s children being abducted by human traffickers, resulting in broken families.

He had always seen it as just news, never imagining that one day it would happen to him.

If his daughter couldn’t be found, he wouldn’t be able to go on living either.