?Reading on mobile phone For the second invitation from He Meiren, Qin Feng used the excuse of needing some time to consider, and politely brushed it off. Indeed, he couldn't help but be touched by it. It's often said that the truly great are hidden in the marketplace, yet who can guarantee that his identity will remain unknown forever? Just a few days since his return, he has already been exposed to He Muqing and Shu Yajing. Even if they don't yet know that Qin Feng is the feared "Feng Mo" who commands awe throughout the entire assassin world. Moreover, the threat from Shengmen is becoming increasingly evident—he can feel the danger steadily approaching. Qin Feng himself must admit that his smooth progress these days has been entirely due to treating He Muqing as a buffer. Without her presence, the mere case of Cheng Mei's murder would have already kept the police busy and frustrated. Since he's clearly not the type who settles for ordinary things, there will surely be more dangers ahead that need to be faced—having a special operations team member's status remains essential. Take today's incident, for instance. If the young lady, He, fails to calm down Comrade Chen, he might be sent back to the military district, ending up with only two possible outcomes: endurance or outburst. Endurance would mean enduring the beatings, patiently waiting until Comrade Chen and Wu, the young officer, are satisfied before he can finally escape his current predicament. An outburst would mean abandoning the quiet, stable life he's managed to build, and continuing as a fugitive killer. Yet he also considered another issue: he didn't want to be too easily agreeable to He, because things that come too easily often end up receiving less value over time. He decided to use this confrontation with the enemy faction as a test of He's genuine commitment. If she truly values him, joining her organization would then become a natural and logical step. It has been proven that He Muqing truly cares about him. If anyone else had done that—taken the gun first and detained an officer—despite being within their right to self-defense, they would still have had to go through the formalities at the police station. With a graceful stroke of her pen, He Muqing signed a document, and Qin Feng was immediately exempted from the entire process. Watching him and Mei Hui leave, Shu Yajing asked curiously, "Head, don't we need to prepare the official statement? Isn't that appropriate?" He Muqing smiled and replied, "There's nothing inappropriate about it. If he doesn't wish to speak, no amount of statements will make a difference. Once he voluntarily joins the organization, he will reveal everything without reservation. So there's no need to rush." Shu, the alert officer, was momentarily puzzled, "Organization? What organization?" He Muqing quickly changed the subject—she had never mentioned the establishment of a special action team to Shu. … A sturdy man, resembling a tower, sat behind an office desk, in front of him lay a dossier concerning Qin Feng. Master Du Bin stood across from him, slightly embarrassed: "That's all the information we could gather. I hope Brother Baolong won't mind. Qin Feng is truly extraordinary—last time, he was surrounded by eight gunners wielding AK-47s, and all four special police officers were completely routed, yet he came out unscathed." The tall man waved a hand: "I'm well aware of this incident—otherwise, Master Lei wouldn't have sent me here to deal with the matter. From the previous engagement, it's clear that Qin Feng is not only an expert with a firearm, but also a skilled martial artist. To eliminate him would not be an easy task." Du Bin nodded in agreement: "Brother Baolong's assessment is sound. We've designated him as the killer of Master Sun Kui precisely on this basis. After Sun Kui and his mistress, Cheng Mei, were both killed, Qin Yu vanished—then he formally took over the Qin Group, rapidly rising to become the most promising young man in Pingluan City." "Valley stared at the photos in the file for a long time, paying special attention to Qin Feng's two eyes. He slammed the table and stood up, saying, 'I've decided. The attack will take place at Qin's headquarters tomorrow afternoon. It's his own ground—this will naturally lower his defenses. And by killing him right at his doorstep, we'll regain our dignity.' Du Bin had no objections at all; his role was simply to support Valley in carrying out the mission. ... Qin Feng sat alone at the dining table having breakfast, while the clock in the living room showed it was now ten thirty in the morning. Though it was the weekend, Mei Hui had already left early to work at Qin's headquarters. The new eco-friendly engine developed by Hou Bao had recently secured a patent and was now in the crucial negotiation phase with several automotive manufacturers. This time, both Hou Bao and Mei Hui agreed that the patent should be sold rather than producing and launching the finished product on the market." Mainly because Qin Group's production capacity was limited, it made more sense to directly sell its technology—faster and with less risk—than to let others imitate and replicate it. Qin Feng had no objections at all; he fully entrusted the decision to Mei Hui. "I still have to work overtime every Sunday—Hui is truly working so hard!" he remarked while eating, the breakfast being left by the beautiful CEO, prepared personally by her. The beautiful CEO would never let Qin Feng have a breakfast bought from outside, and would never allow ready-to-eat meals to accumulate in the refrigerator. Her meticulous care, her ability to move seamlessly between boardrooms and the kitchen, and her rare business acumen—these were just a few of the many outstanding qualities that Qin the Young found hard to count with just two hands. Although they had only been together for a relatively short time, Qin Feng had already begun to feel that he could not do without her. Since the last "spying incident," Fang Fang had been avoiding him. With regard to this, Qin Dashi was not in a hurry. There always comes a period of adaptation, and it was essential to give the other party sufficient time and space. He had no worries either—Mei Hui was constantly encouraging him, and Fang Fang would eventually become part of his meal. Amid the flower beds outside the villa, three slightly petite figures were hidden among the blooms. These were three young girls, with the one in the center holding a telescope, gazing at the windows of Qin Feng’s house. "Have you spotted anyone, Xiao Fei?" asked the girl on the left. "Yes, yes, I’ve seen him! Isn’t he handsome?" the girl on the right, slightly enchanted, replied. The girl now named Xiao Fei pursed her lips, sighing impatiently. "I’ve seen him—just some ordinary person, like a dog in a human form. What’s so handsome about him? He’s absolutely unimpressive. I can’t understand how my sister could possibly fall for such a plain, buttery-soft type." The girl on the left blinked her large eyes. "Just be content—anyone who can live here must be either wealthy or noble!" The price of a standalone villa is over 20 million—your sister has matched her with a wealthy man, not some old-school type, and yet you're still not satisfied? Xiao Fei scoffed. "Exactly because he's so wealthy, it's less certain! What if my sister is deceived both emotionally and physically, only to end up with nothing? Then she'd definitely feel crushed." The girl on the right nodded in agreement. "That's very possible. My mother often says wealthy men aren't really good people." Xiao Fei, acting mature, added, "Therefore, I absolutely need to keep an eye on my sister! Xiao Jia and Xiao Zhi both live in this community—please keep an eye on him, and report any developments to me immediately. Got it?" The two girls nodded enthusiastically, like a chicken pecking at grain, promising not to let Xiao Fei down.