After seeing Lin Feng's gaze, Chen Chuanfeng could clearly feel a sense of resentment from him. However, he had no idea what he had done wrong. After a moment of awkward silence, he continued, "Ahem... Now, I'd like to recognize the outstanding work of Ning Aoxue as the host of our welcoming party."

Ning Aoxue, who had single-handedly hosted the event, received the "Outstanding Contribution Award" from the welcoming party committee. This was a school-level recognition that would be recorded in her permanent file, the highest honor of the welcoming party, achievable by only one person.

It appeared Ning Aoxue's performance had truly impressed most of the leaders. In the future, when looking for hosting-related work, she could list this remarkable achievement on her resume for extra consideration...

Of course, Ning Aoxue hadn't hosted just to pad her resume. If she were to genuinely seek employment, her most likely path would be Ning Corporation.

There was also an "Outstanding Contribution Unit Award" for the entire School of Economics and Management. Chen Chuanfeng presented the award to himself, his smug cheerfulness rather grating.

These awards were issued retroactively. The presentation was originally scheduled for the end of the party, but an unexpected incident disrupted the original proceedings, forcing the awards to be handed out later!

Notably, "Voice of Spring," performed jointly by Cao Ying and Li Liping, was named the top performance among the ten best programs. Both women received individual commendations, and Li Liping also received 3,000 yuan from the school as a consolation payment. All in all, their efforts had paid off well.

Lin Feng was the only one feeling down. Returning to his seat, he casually tossed the envelope containing 5,000 yuan into Wang Zikai's lap. "Take it and buy an iPhone 6..."

Noticing Lin Feng's low spirits, Zhong Jialiang and Yang Ming refrained from mentioning their phones. Truthfully, even if Lin Feng did buy them new phones, they'd feel awkward accepting them for no reason. At most, they'd take the phones, owe Lin Feng a few thousand yuan, and plan to pay him back in installments.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before Ma Enhua messaged Lin Feng, reporting that he had identified the poster through officials in the Communication Engineering Department Student Union. The culprit was Hu Fang, a sophomore in the Construction Engineering Department. He was also an officer in the Student Union's Life Department and had been assigned to work at the welcoming party. He'd taken and uploaded the photo with his phone.

A jolt of energy shot through Lin Feng, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

After classes ended that morning, Hu Fang from the Construction Engineering Department headed straight to the restaurant on the top floor of the Third Cafeteria alone. He ordered three meat dishes and a bowl of rice, digging in with gusto.

Hu Fang was a slender young man with wire-rimmed glasses, giving him a clean-cut appearance. When the waitress delivered his food, he seemed a bit self-conscious, lowered his head, and began to wolf it down.

The restaurants on the cafeteria's top floor were typically independently operated franchises, and eating there wasn't cheap. Three meat dishes would cost over a hundred yuan. Since Hu Fang applied for financial aid every semester, he couldn't afford for classmates to see him dining there.

"You're here early... Eager, are we?" a very suave young man suddenly sat down opposite Hu Fang, speaking with a chuckle.

"Zheng Xiaolong, I posted the pictures like you said and used software to bump them over 800 times. Now, hurry up and give me the remaining 5,000 yuan!" Seeing Zheng Xiaolong, Hu Fang looked anxious. He skipped any pleasantries and immediately extended his hand for payment.

The person opposite Hu Fang was none other than Zheng Xiaolong, who had repeatedly caused trouble for Lin Feng. After Han Bin's attempts to harass Lin Feng failed (unbeknownst to Zheng Xiaolong, Han Bin had already betrayed him), Zheng Xiaolong still harbored resentment. He'd coincidentally heard about Lin Feng's "injury" from his father and tracked down Hu Fang, who had been at the scene. After reviewing Hu Fang's photos, Zheng Xiaolong concocted the plan to post them and humiliate Lin Feng!

For this, Zheng Xiaolong had paid Hu Fang 5,000 yuan, promising another 5,000 if Hu Fang could make the post go viral throughout the school.

"Don't be hasty!" Zheng Xiaolong said, shaking his head with a smile. "Don't you want to earn a bit more?"

"How can I earn more?" Hu Fang looked up, adjusted his glasses, and asked with a fervent expression.

"Didn't Li Liping ask you to delete the post?" Zheng Xiaolong said with a sly grin. "I recall Li Liping's family is quite wealthy! Since she asked, why not seize the opportunity to make some money off her?"

"...If I delete the post, you won't have a problem with that?" Hu Fang paused. Zheng Xiaolong was actually telling him to extort Li Liping!

"Who said anything about deleting it? You can just Photoshop the picture! Swap Li Liping's face with some other beauty, right?" Zheng Xiaolong chuckled. "Especially that one of Ning Aoxue hugging Lin Feng—you could totally stick Phoenix Sister's head on it!"

"What's the use of that? Isn't it just a waste of effort?" Hu Fang shook his head.

"Are you dense? If Li Liping is willing to pay to have her image removed, wouldn't others? Who do you think wants that post deleted the most?" Zheng Xiaolong prodded, looking as if he were dealing with a hopeless case.

"Lin Feng?!" Hu Fang's eyes lit up, then a flicker of caution crossed his face. "But completely offending Lin Feng... wouldn't that be bad?"

"You idiot. Just use an online payment system for the transaction; he won't know who you are," Zheng Xiaolong said, shaking his head. "But remember, you only get one shot. How much you ask for initially is up to you! I know Lin Feng is loaded. He drives a car to and from school—even if it's just a Passat, that's 200,000! If he can't take it anymore and begs you to delete the post, asking him for 30,000 or 50,000 yuan would be a piece of cake!"

Thirty to fifty thousand... Hu Fang's eyes gleamed. His girlfriend had been pestering him for an iPhone just the other day. If he really got 30,000 to 50,000 yuan, not only would his tuition and living expenses for the next two years be covered, but he'd have enough left over for several iPhones!

"That's all I'm going to say. What you do is your call." Zheng Xiaolong pulled a thick wad of red bills from his pocket and discreetly passed it to Hu Fang under the table. "Don't tell anyone you saw me. Here's 5,000, count it."

To avoid a traceable record, Zheng Xiaolong had paid Hu Fang in cash both times, just as he had done with Han Bin.

Hu Fang tightly gripped the money Zheng Xiaolong passed him. He quickly felt its thickness, didn't count it, and stuffed it straight into his pocket, mumbling, "I trust you!"

Zheng Xiaolong, knowing Hu Fang was too flustered to count the money openly, didn't expose him. He simply stood up with a smile. "Enjoy your meal. I'll head off..."

His words died in his throat. Zheng Xiaolong suddenly spotted someone sitting on a chair about four or five meters away—a sight that made cold sweat break out all over him.

"Lin Feng! Wh-when did you get here?" Zheng Xiaolong's eyes widened, and he stammered, looking as if he'd seen a ghost in broad daylight.

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