They met up with Yu Shen outside the dorms, and he joined their group as they headed to the Market Supervision Administration office.
The document submission process was straightforward - filling out forms, providing personal documents, signing where necessary. Lin Feng found it slightly more complicated than when he had registered Fenghua Holdings alone. Probably because there were four shareholders now instead of just one person.
The registration for Tianji Capital was more straightforward since it was just the two of them.
After they were done, Lin Feng and Yu Shen walked out of the office and met up with the others waiting outside.
Together, they began making their way back to campus.
Now all that's left is to get our licenses, get seals, and open up a bank account for each of the businesses.
Lin Feng ran through the remaining steps in his head.
He estimated they should be done with everything by the end of the week.
…
Tuesday, October 13th.
Lin Feng pushed open the door and stepped inside.
A long conference table stretched across the room. Seated around it were nearly a dozen people - administrators, faculty members, faces he didn't recognize. All of them wore the same expression.
Intimidating. Stern. Unsmiling.
He had received an email that morning about an "internal investigation" and a request for his "cooperation in clarifying certain matters." The wording had been polite, almost friendly.
The atmosphere in this room was anything but.
"Please, have a seat," the man at the head of the table said, gesturing to the single empty chair positioned at the opposite end.
Lin Feng walked over and sat down.
For a moment, silence hung heavy in the air.
Then the man smiled.
"First of all, we want you to know that we're very concerned about your wellbeing," he began, his tone warm and fatherly. "What happened was truly unfortunate, and we want to make sure you're not being... unduly stressed by the situation."
Another administrator nodded sympathetically.
"You're still young," she added. "These legal matters can be quite overwhelming. It's really something that should be handled by adults who understand the complexities involved."
"We've noticed you've been doing very well academically," a third chimed in. "Top of your class. Scholarship student, correct?"
Lin Feng nodded slowly.
"It would be such a shame if something were to... affect that." The man at the head tilted his head slightly. "Scholarships require maintaining a certain standing, after all. Not just academically, but in terms of conduct and character."
"The university has always taken care of its students," another added. "We handle matters internally. Quietly. Efficiently. Everyone benefits when we maintain harmony, don't you think?"
Lin Feng listened in silence, his expression neutral.
So that's what this is.
It finally clicked.
They wanted to push him out of the case. But why him? He wasn't the one suing.
Then it made sense.
They probably tried this same tactic with Liu Mei.
And knowing her, she hadn't budged an inch.
A scandal like this would be a PR disaster for the university. It seemed they were hoping to sweep the whole thing under the rug. With how adamant the teacher was about justice, she had probably refused outright.
So now they were targeting him - her key witness.
Without his testimony, her case would be significantly weakened. They were hoping to break her resolve by removing her support.
Lin Feng exhaled quietly.
"I understand the school's concerns," he said, his voice calm and measured. "But I'm someone who can't stand down when seeing injustice."
He met their gazes one by one.
"I thank you for your concern, but I'm going to stand for what I believe is right."
The room fell silent.
The administrators exchanged glances, their expressions unreadable.
Doesn't this kid understand what's going on here?
Lin Feng wore a slight smile.
Of course he understood.
He just didn't care.
After getting the system, he really had gotten bolder. At the moment, he was gaining almost a hundred thousand yuan a month. This had helped him realize something important.
He didn't really need the university.
So why would he bend to them?
And if they really caused trouble for him - if he had to drop out - he was confident he could make something of himself.
No, actually, he already had.
He had long since surpassed his previous self. Maybe this was what he needed all along.
He felt his confidence reach a new level.
"If that's all," Lin Feng said, rising from his seat, "I'll be going. I don't want to be late for class."
He turned toward the door.
"Wait…"
One of the administrators spoke up.
Lin Feng turned around in an exaggerated movement.
His hand slipped out of his pocket.
So did his phone.
It tumbled through the air and landed on the soft carpet with a muffled thump.
Everyone's attention turned to it.
The screen faced upward, clearly visible to all.
A large RECORDING text displayed prominently at the top. Below it, a round red button pulsed steadily. A timer ticked away in the corner.
00:47:23
The expressions of everyone present instantly changed.
That being said, I wasn't going to give up that easily, Lin Feng thought.
"Ah, I dropped my phone," he said, bending down to pick it up. "I hope it's not broken."
He examined the screen carefully, turning it over in his hands.
"Oh, thank god," he said with visible relief, then slipped it back into his pocket.
He looked up at the room full of frozen faces.
"Did you want to say something?"
Silence.
The man at the head of the table cleared his throat.
"No," he said, his voice noticeably strained. "You're free to go."
"Okay then."
Lin Feng turned and headed for the door.
He pulled it open, stepped through, and closed it gently behind him.
Inside the conference room, the people who remained sat in heavy silence, their expressions unreadable.
…
As Lin Feng walked through the corridors, a few thoughts ran through his head.
First he was glad that he had thought quickly and decided to record the whole thing for his own protection. With this recording, the school was unlikely to do anything to him as intimidating a student who was a key witness in such a case would arguably look even worse for the school.
That being said, he wondered if maybe he had done a little too much. With this, the school would probably look into him more. That meant that even if Wang Zhenguo didn't do things by the book, it wouldn't matter as the school would expose all this after the investigation.
He sighed.
Well, it didn't really matter - he had a few thoughts on how to handle it already.