Chapter 42

Chapter 43: Diverting the Disaster

Acute appendicitis?

Acute appendicitis, although one of the most common diseases in abdominal surgery, can lead to death if not treated in time.

Lin Feng, ignoring the minor friction with the man in camouflage, quickly hailed a taxi and rushed to the nearest hospital.

After arriving at the hospital and paying a 1000 yuan deposit for the hospitalization, the man in camouflage was taken into the operating room.

"Alright, Shuqi, he should be fine now. Let's go!" Lin Feng didn't expect to stay and wait for the man to wake up to get the deposit back; after all, he could afford it.

When helping others, don't expect a return; otherwise, it's better not to help at all.

The registration for new students at Peking University this year is on September 3rd (a Sunday near the beginning of September). Today is only September 1st, and the official registration will be the day after tomorrow.

Lin Feng and Huang Piaotian found their dormitory, but it was already late, and it wouldn't be good to trouble the dormitory manager. Lin Feng directly booked two rooms at a hotel near Peking University for Huang Shuqi, planning to buy the necessary living supplies and move into the dormitory the next day.

The next morning, Lin Feng helped Huang Shuqi buy all the living supplies and moved them into the dormitory. As they were about to go for a meal, they ran into Liu Yingying at the school gate.

"Sister Yingying!" Huang Shuqi happily ran up to her.

"Shuqi! You really got into Peking University!" Liu Yingying was delighted and affectionately chatted with Huang Shuqi.

"Yingying, who is this little sister...?" Zhang Han, holding a bouquet of violets, stood awkwardly.

"This is my fellow townsman, Huang Shuqi. Shuqi, this is Zhang Han." Liu Yingying introduced them briefly.

"Shuqi, hello." Zhang Han smiled slightly and gently shook hands with Huang Shuqi.

"Hi, Liu Yingying." Lin Feng walked up to the three of them.

"Lin Feng!" Liu Yingying was surprised, not expecting Lin Feng to bring Huang Shuqi for registration. She gave them a strange smile.

Zhang Han looked at Lin Feng, seeing the close relationship between Lin Feng and Liu Yingying, but he didn't care. Zhang Han believed that in terms of appearance, clothing, and demeanor, he far surpassed Lin Feng, and such a person posed no threat to him.

"Yingying, I've arranged a welcome dinner for you at the Beijing Hotel with a few friends. Let's go!" Zhang Han opened the car door for Liu Yingying.

Liu Yingying frowned; she really didn't want to continue entangling with Zhang Han. Glancing at Lin Feng, she had an idea.

"Wind!" Liu Yingying's affectionate call made Lin Feng shiver, instinctively feeling something was wrong.

"Zhang Han, let me introduce you. This is my boyfriend—Lin Feng." Liu Yingying affectionately linked her arm with Lin Feng's, introducing him, "Wind, this is Zhang Han."

"Zhang Han, I can't go to the dinner. I think my boyfriend wouldn't agree." Liu Yingying cunningly pushed Lin Feng to the front, "Right, darling?"

Lin Feng felt a chill, instinctively wanting to refuse.

"Don't expose me, or you'll regret it." Liu Yingying whispered in Lin Feng's ear.

Zhang Han's face turned ashen at the sight of this.

"Zhang... Han, Yingying she..." Lin Feng was helpless, knowing he was being used. But he thought about the company matters he needed to discuss with Liu Yingying and had to cooperate with her for now.

"Alright, Lin Feng, I don't have the mood to talk to you." Zhang Han, with a grim face, walked up to Liu Yingying, "Yingying, I don't care who this person is or what relationship you have with him, but you should know my feelings for you. Since you don't want to go today, that's fine, but I won't give up."

Saying that, Zhang Han handed the violets to Liu Yingying and drove off in his BMW Z8, disappearing from sight.

Sigh! — Liu Yingying didn't expect Zhang Han to be so persistent, no, so obsessive. It seems her "diverting the disaster" plan didn't succeed.

"Hey, Liu Yingying, doing this will cause me a lot of trouble." Lin Feng, seeing Zhang Han's demeanor and the BMW Z8, knew Zhang Han was no ordinary person. Being targeted by such a person in Beijing was not a good thing. After his rebirth, Lin Feng was not the kind of reckless young man who feared nothing. In Beijing, anyone who could send flowers and drive a BMW at the Peking University gate could easily ruin him.

"What are you afraid of? You're not planning to develop in Beijing anyway. Once you leave, what can he do to you?" Liu Yingying said unfeelingly.

Lin Feng was speechless.

"Sister Yingying, who is that person? Will he do something to Brother Feng?" Huang Shuqi worriedly asked. In her heart, she was extremely concerned about her "little Brother Feng."

"Don't worry, Shuqi. Although Zhang Han is a bit proud and obsessive, he is very straightforward and fair." Liu Yingying reassured her. This wasn't just empty talk; it was true. From the fact that Zhang Han had pursued Liu Yingying for two years and never resorted to extreme measures despite repeated rejections, it was clear that he was well-mannered.

"Ha ha, don't worry. I said it's fine, so it's definitely fine. Come, let's go for a meal; I'll treat you." Liu Yingying, seeing Huang Shuqi still worried, giggled and led her to a restaurant outside the campus.

During the meal, Lin Feng handed his business plan to Liu Yingying.

Liu Yingying, seeing the crumpled plan, rolled her eyes.

"Can't you have your secretary tidy it up for you?" Liu Yingying scolded, but she took the plan from Lin Feng.

Lin Feng just smiled. This plan was hastily prepared on the train, just to get Liu Yingying's input.

"You want to open a Western fast-food restaurant and compete with McDonald's and KFC?" Liu Yingying exclaimed in surprise. This wasn't because she was ignorant, but because it was truly unbelievable.

McDonald's and KFC are the largest fast-food chains globally, with outlets everywhere. For Lin Feng to compete with these two top-ranked fast-food chains, which already have a well-established system in China, was like a moth flying into a flame.

Lin Feng, seeing Liu Yingying's expression, knew what she was thinking.

"Don't worry, I'm not that foolish to directly compete with McDonald's and KFC right now. My fast-food restaurant will mainly be located near universities and will win with a low-price strategy." Lin Feng smiled and then said angrily, "A hamburger costs about 3 yuan to make, but McDonald's and KFC sell it for 16.8 yuan. That's too much profit. And they never issue invoices in China."

After careful consideration, Liu Yingying found the plan feasible. However, the funding gap was too large.

"Okay, your plan is indeed feasible. However, in the initial stage, you need to open many stores and launch a strong advertising campaign, which requires a lot of capital. With your current financial resources, it will be difficult to quickly build a reputation." Liu Yingying pointed out the key issue, "In most Chinese cities, eating at McDonald's and KFC is still considered a luxury. Although your low-price strategy is correct, don't forget that Chinese people have a preference for brands. Even if they are poor, they like to chase after brands."

"Therefore, building a reputation is the key to the survival of your fast-food restaurant." Liu Yingying began to envision the future and prospects of this plan. If she hadn't already graduated, she would have wanted to join Lin Feng's company immediately to start this grand venture.

Just the thought of creating a fast-food brand to compete with, or even surpass, the giants in the industry was enough to make Liu Yingying excited. Although the challenges were numerous, only such a victory would be especially thrilling.

"Reputation, I will have it. Soon, I will have it." Lin Feng, thinking of the upcoming global release of "Counter-Strike," suddenly had an idea.

While Lin Feng and Liu Yingying were discussing the plan, in a private room at the Beijing Hotel, a plan was also being hatched.