Chapter 151: The Grand Plan [Bonus Chapter]

The Prime Minister spoke up during the meeting as well, refuting the idea. "Impossible. With this kid's supremely lazy personality, he surely doesn't have the wits or ambition to contact overseas parties!"

However, Minister Xie understood the Chairman's concerns. Even though he had a good relationship with the Lin family, if the matter involved national security, Elder Xie would strictly handle it according to protocol. Looking at the Chairman, who was deep in thought beside him, Minister Xie asked, "Should we tamper with these weapons, perhaps installing small satellite locators in concealed places? Or, when Lin Feng eventually transfers these items abroad, we could send some operatives to follow them and see where they end up?"

Minister Xie's proposal was immediately vetoed by the Prime Minister. "Old Xie, that's unwise. We are currently still in a cooperative relationship with Lin Feng. If he discovers a locator, the relationship will become difficult to manage. This kid is a rare talent, and heaven knows where he got all these advanced technologies from. With him around, our country's technological advancement can avoid countless missteps. As for sending people to follow him, needless to say, do you really think the people you dispatch could escape his perception?" The Prime Minister shook his head at Minister Xie.

Thinking about the Prime Minister's words, Minister Xie realized it made sense and dropped the suggestion.

"Fortunately, Lin Feng is a citizen of Huaxia and a descendant of the Lin family. At least we know his background inside and out in this regard. Since he has secrets he doesn't want us to know, as long as it doesn't threaten national security, let him do as he pleases!" The Chairman finally concluded with a helpless sigh as he looked at the other two men.

While the Chairman, the Prime Minister, and Minister Xie were still discussing Lin Feng in the conference room, Lin Feng and Elder Lin had already returned to the Lin residence, where Elder Lin brought him to the study for a private talk.

"Lin Feng, can you explain why you need so many arms? You aren't trying to start an international war, are you?" Elder Lin had bottled up his questions during the Zhongnanhai meeting, but now that they were on his own turf, he couldn't help pressing Lin Feng.

Lin Chuanming chimed in from the side as well. "That's right, Lin Feng! You must not do anything reckless. If you really have a plan, you can share it so we can all discuss it!"

A plan? Lin Feng certainly had one, but he always regarded it as his ultimate fallback, which was why he hadn't shared it with anyone. The fewer people who knew a secret, the safer it was.

"Oh, come on, Grandfather, Uncle! Where is your imagination wandering? I'm not bored enough to go looking for a war. I'm just getting these weapons for someone else. As for who that person is, I can't tell you—I gave my word to keep their identity confidential," Lin Feng replied smoothly, blending truth and falsehood as he addressed the two men in the study.

Regardless of whether Elder Lin and his uncle believed him or not, after answering their questions, Lin Feng continued, "Grandfather, I'm done handling my business in Yanjing. I still have matters to attend to in Zhanhai City, so I'll be heading off!"

With that, he stood up and prepared to leave.

"Hold on! Aren't you going to wait for your parents or anyone else to come back for a meal and catch up before you leave? It's rare for you to visit Yanjing; you should at least stay a few days," Elder Lin snapped, his face darkening with displeasure upon seeing Lin Feng rush off again, pushing the previous question aside.

Lin Feng felt a twinge of guilt, but until Zhao Ze's matter was resolved, his mind couldn't be at ease. This concerned his future career development and, even more importantly, his safety net.

"Grandfather, I really have no choice. There are things waiting for me in Zhanhai City that need my attention. Once I get through this busy spell, I'll bring Ruoxi back to Yanjing so we can properly spend a few days here!" Seeing that Elder Lin was upset, Lin Feng rubbed the back of his head and offered an awkward smile.

Unable to bear Lin Feng's expression any longer, Elder Lin finally waved a hand dismissively and shooed him away.

Lin Feng hurried straight from the Lin family compound to the Yanjing airport, and by the time he boarded a plane and arrived in Zhanhai City, it was already evening.

Because of the recent product launch of Future Style Technology, Xia Ruoxi had been constantly busy at the company. Meanwhile, Lin Feng's parents were away from the villa, leaving very few opportunities for Lin Feng and Xia Ruoxi to share a meal. Usually, Xia Ruoxi would work overtime at the office and make do with fast food, while Lin Feng would eat at the laboratory alongside the trainees undergoing training under Sun Long.

Now that Zhao Ze's request had finally been resolved, Lin Feng felt a great deal lighter. Remembering that he hadn't dined with Xia Ruoxi in a long time, he hailed a taxi straight from the Zhanhai City airport toward Future Style Technology.

Watching the last wisps of twilight fade away as streetlamps gradually flickered to life, sitting in the back of the car and gazing out at the brilliantly lit streets, Lin Feng felt a rare moment of inner peace.

After enjoying the night view for a while, Lin Feng naturally didn't forget to call Zhao Ze to save the man from lingering anxiety.

"Zhao Ze, the matter of the weapons and equipment is settled. Fifty thousand assault rifles and submachine guns along with matching ammunition, plus all the other individual combat gear—it's all there. That should be enough for you boy to throw your weight around for a while!" With the issue successfully resolved, Lin Feng's voice on the phone was quite upbeat as he cheerfully addressed Zhao Ze via the satellite phone.

"Really? Young Master Lin, you really resolved it?!" Zhao Ze on the other end was thoroughly astonished. When Lin Feng had previously told him he would find a way, Zhao Ze hadn't held out much hope, given the tight restrictions of Huaxia's national situation. He never expected Lin Feng to deliver such a massive surprise. Though he had no idea how Lin Feng had managed it, the image of Lin Feng being capable of anything was deeply cemented in his mind.

"Nonsense, of course it's real! Would I kid you about something like this?" Being in a good mood, Lin Feng bantered with Zhao Ze for a bit.

Receiving Lin Feng's definitive confirmation, Zhao Ze was so excited that he began pacing back and forth in his room. With the equipment Lin Feng had promptly provided, backed by the substantial funds and more than a hundred top-tier king-of-soldiers provided by Lin Feng, Zhao Ze felt fully confident in establishing the largest domestic mercenary organization in a war-torn and impoverished country like Iraq.

"Young Master Lin, I won't waste words thanking you further. Just wait and see—you'll soon have the most formidable mercenary group in the entire world, belonging to you alone!" Zhao Ze vowed solemnly over the phone.

"Haha, I have faith in you; you certainly won't disappoint me. Oh, and by the way, using the mercenary group as your base, find some vacant land in Iraq with a good geographical location, buy it for me, and start construction. Get an office building built that is suitable for Future Style Technology. If you don't understand how, find someone local in Iraq who does. Microsoft just wired me a huge fortune, so money is the last thing I'm lacking right now!" Remembering his future development plans, Lin Feng instructed Zhao Ze.

"Haha, Young Master Lin is truly magnificent! I saw the news too—even a massive multinational conglomerate as powerful as Microsoft got taken down by you! Don't worry, Young Master Lin, I'll handle this properly. As soon as the situation in Iraq calms down, I'll immediately arrange for it to be done!" Zhao Ze first flattered Lin Feng cheerfully, then readily agreed to his demands.

Only after giving all his instructions did Lin Feng contentedly hang up the phone. At that moment, the taxi happened to arrive right downstairs at the Future Style Technology building, proving just how long Lin Feng had spent chatting with Zhao Ze in the car.

Amid the taxi driver's complicated gaze, Lin Feng handed over the fare. As the car pulled away, Lin Feng wondered what the driver's strange look meant. It suddenly dawned on him that the driver had been utterly stunned by the conversation throughout the ride—first rattling on about hundreds of thousands of assault rifles, and then talking about taking down Microsoft. The driver must have thought Lin Feng had a screw loose; hence the complicated expression.

Figuring out the reason, Lin Feng speechlessly raised his middle finger at the receding tail lights of the taxi! Once he vented his lingering annoyance, he stepped inside the Future Style Technology building.

Since it was off-duty hours, there were very few employees left in the company. They were all buried in their work and didn't notice Lin Feng walk in. Naturally, Lin Feng didn't disturb them to avoid breaking their focus, choosing instead to quietly make his way to Xia Ruoxi's office alone.

Through the semi-transparent glass window, he watched the graceful figure busy at work inside. On the coffee table in her office sat an unopened box of fast food, presumably bought for her by her secretary right before leaving for the day, Lin Feng surmised to himself.

A moment later, however, his brows furrowed. He pulled his smartphone from his pocket and checked the time—it was already nine o'clock in the evening. Lin Feng himself was feeling hungry, and he hadn't expected Xia Ruoxi to still be working away without eating.

Lin Feng's face darkened instantly, and without ceremony, he pushed open the door to Xia Ruoxi's office and walked right in.

Xia Ruoxi kept her head down, completely absorbed in her paperwork. She sensed the office door open and someone step inside, but she didn't look up, assuming it was her secretary returning so late to persuade her to eat. Leaning forward and speaking without even glancing up, Xia Ruoxi said, "You should have gone home long ago; why are you still here? I know the meal is on the coffee table. I won't forget to eat like I did the other day and let it sit until it spoiled by the next morning!"

Ordinarily, after saying this, her secretary would offer some words of persuasion. But this time, the person remained entirely silent. Only then did Xia Ruoxi curiously raise her head, only to find not her secretary, but a dark-faced Lin Feng.

Seeing Lin Feng suddenly appear before her with such a grim expression, looking as though he were furious, Xia Ruoxi hastily stood up and asked nervously, "Lin Feng, what's wrong? Who made you mad?"

"Who made me mad? You've got the nerve to ask! If I hadn't come by tonight, would you have done the usual thing and forgotten to eat, leaving the fast food to rot until the next day? So you haven't been eating dinner at all lately, just heading straight back to the villa on an empty stomach to sleep, while lying to me that you'd eaten at the company!" The more Lin Feng spoke, the darker his expression became.

Though Xia Ruoxi knew she was in the wrong and had upset Lin Feng, seeing how anxious he was about her actually brought a surge of warmth to her heart. She immediately walked over to his side and deployed her ultimate weapon: acting spoiled in a sweet, coquettish voice, while blinking her large, dark, luminous eyes at him pleadingly.

Lin Feng was least able to withstand this tactic from Xia Ruoxi. Every time she pulled this trick, he was forced to surrender, and a wave of heat would invariably flare up in his lower body. If circumstances permitted, Lin Feng really wanted to claim her right then and there.