Chapter 23 Things Have Not Ended Yet

  "Director Wang, what should we say about the bet now?" Chu Feng shook the crystal trophy, smiling at Wang Dema with a playful tone.

  "Ah!" Wang Deman was taken aback for a moment, but quickly regained his composure. He looked at the trophy in Chu Feng's hand with a forced smile on his gleaming face: "I suddenly remembered that I still have unfinished business, I need to hurry up and take care of it, you guys chat, you guys chat!"

  He said, turned around and wanted to leave this place of right and wrong, but Chu Feng wouldn't let him have his way.

  He let out a cold hum and said loudly, "Director Wang, don't you want to know why Master Liu suddenly got diarrhea, and why we were hit by a car on the road?"

  Wang Deman heard Chu Feng's words, his body suddenly stiffened as he was walking forward, and Li Ming, who was closely following behind him, even trembled all over, his face turning white in an instant.

  "This has nothing to do with me, I still have important things to attend to." Wang Deman said quickly and quietly made a wink at Li Ming before leaving.

  But Chu Feng's voice rose again, forcing him to stop: "This matter is related to Li Ming, so you'd better stay and listen."

  Chu Feng said, then turned to Qin Fang, the two of them exchanged a glance and nodded, after which Chu Feng walked towards Ding Rong, the chef who had been following Zou Qing Shan.

  "Xiao Ding, tell me what you saw this morning."

  Ding Rong wasn't very old, and he was pale and quiet. When he heard Chu Feng call him, he stood up with a hint of shyness. He first looked at Chu Feng, then glanced at Qin Fang, and seeing that both of them were looking at him with encouraging eyes, he gained some confidence. Clearing his throat lightly, he said: "I saw Li Ming enter the back kitchen this morning."

  "You, you're talking nonsense, I didn't..." Li Ming's face suddenly changed as he loudly defended himself.

  Qin Fang's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly as she gave him a cold glance, interrupting his words: "Xiao Ding hasn't finished speaking yet, what are you in such a hurry for!"

  Then he turned his head towards Ding Rong, and his voice also became softer: "Little Ding, you continue."

  "At that time, I saw Li Ming walk into the back kitchen, stay with Master Liu for a while, and then not long after, Master Liu started having diarrhea. But at that time, I didn't think much of it. It wasn't until later when someone mentioned poisoning that I remembered this incident, but I didn't dare to say anything." Ding Rong looked at Qin Fang, seeming to have made up his mind, slowly took out a paper package from his pocket and handed it to Qin Fang: "Later, when I went to the back to prepare dishes, I found this and secretly kept it."

  Qin Fang took over the package, on which there were still some remaining medicine powder. Her eyes gradually turned cold, like a frosty sword, directly stabbing at Li Ming: "Now do you have anything else to say?"

  "Me..." Li Ming suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He wanted to argue strongly, but when he met Qin Fang's gaze, his heart felt a chill.

  "Hmm!" Chu Feng, who was watching the fire from the side, spoke up when he thought it was about time: "Li Ming, if you still don't confess now, we have no choice but to hand you over to the police."

  "Don't!" Li Ming's whole body trembled with fear as soon as he heard that he was being handed over to the police, and his last line of defense in his heart collapsed instantly. Suddenly, he turned around and grabbed Wang Deming beside him: "Brother Wang, save me!"

  A flash of sinister intent flickered in Wang De's eyes as he pushed Li Ming away with one hand: "You actually did something like this, I was wrong about you!"

  Li Ming did not expect Wang Deman to treat him like this. He was already a bit dizzy, and being pushed by Wang Deman like that, he fell directly to the ground.

  He sat there in a daze, without even noticing Wang Demao's subtle glance at him.

  His eyes were filled with confusion, and he slowly looked around, but saw countless contemptuous and hateful gazes. In his mind, Chu Feng's warning words kept echoing.

  "Li Ming, I know this wasn't your intention, you must have been forced by someone else. So tell me who the mastermind is behind the scenes and I promise not to send you to the police station." Chu Feng slowly walked up to Li Ming, helped him up, and looked at him with a sincere expression.

  Wang De's heart tightened, and he was about to walk over, but saw Chu Feng blocking his way between him and Li Ming.

  Li Ming's eyes moved slightly, and almost subconsciously said: "It was Wang Demao who made me do this!"

  After he finished speaking, he felt a wave of relaxation throughout his body. When he thought about Wang De's attitude towards him earlier, his heart grew even colder. Since he had already spoken out, he decided not to hide anything: "Moreover, on your way to the competition, he made another phone call saying that he wanted someone to intercept you."

  "Do you know who he was calling?" Chu Feng patted Li Ming's shoulder with his hand and asked softly.

  "I don't know, I really don't know." Li Ming's face was deathly pale, and he repeated incoherently. Finally, he grabbed Chu Feng's arm and begged: "Chu Feng, I know I wronged you in the past, but it was all because I listened to Wang De's words, that's why I did those things. Please don't hand me over to the police, please..."

  "Don't worry, I won't hand you over to the police." Chu Feng nodded and then glanced at Qin Fang: "After all, this is an internal matter of our Shuangyuan Pavilion, I think it's better not to make a big deal out of it."

  "This matter is left to you to handle." Qin Fang's face turned pale, Wang De's betrayal made her originally good mood suddenly destroyed, and she felt a wave of fatigue from the bottom of her heart.

  She slowly turned her head towards Wang De Man, and a thick disappointment flowed out of her eyes: "Why?"

  Wang Deman's eyes darted from Qin Fang to Chu Feng, his face twisted in rage as he wildly gesticulated with both hands, his eyes already red and bulging. He bellowed: "I'm a veteran employee of the Imperial Academy, and your own relative, so why don't you believe me, but instead trust him!"

  Qin Fang's eyes sparkled, she didn't distinguish because Wang De's words were simply fabricated out of thin air. She was also clear about why Wang De would have such thoughts - it was because of the last time in room 218, Qin Fang hadn't listened to his suggestion to fire Chu Feng, but instead had taken the initiative to buy up Chu Feng's hundred-year-old cellar wine.

  Thinking of this, Qin Fang sighed in her heart.

  Wang Deman saw Qin Fang's silence and became even more frantic, almost jumping up, pointing at Chu Feng and roaring loudly: "Why have I been working in the Imperial Academy for so many years, and yet still only earn a salary that is just a fraction of his? I refuse to accept it! I refuse to accept it!"

  "Is that why you betrayed the Zhuangyuan Pavilion?" Chu Feng saw Qin Fang not speaking up, but he couldn't bear it, his salary was high because his wine sales were also included, okay?

  "Yes, I refuse!" Wang Demao loudly roared back.

  Chu Feng looked at him with pitiful eyes, then glanced around and saw that many people were also looking at him with puzzled expressions. He smiled lightly and said, "I'm sure you're all wondering why my salary is so high, right?"

  He said, pointing to the hundred-year-old cellar in the hall, which was placed in a very eye-catching position, and said loudly: "Because those hundred-year-old cellars are what I sold to our champion pavilion, and the wine money is counted as my salary."

  "Hmm..."

  The hall suddenly boiled over, the hundred-year-old wine made the business of Shuangyuan Pavilion several times more prosperous than before, and the salaries of employees also skyrocketed. The lower-level employees were also very grateful to the person who sold the hundred-year-old wine to Shuangyuan Pavilion.

  After all, such good wine, supplied to any hotel, will absolutely make this hotel's business more prosperous.

  So everyone has been guessing who the mysterious seller is, and it turns out to be Chu Feng.

  In the hall, everyone's gaze at Chu Feng changed again, filled with envy, jealousy and hatred.

  Wang Deman was both regretful and resentful. He knew that Chufeng had a hundred-year-old Chenyao, but how could he have forgotten? It's just that now it's too late to say anything.

  His face was ashen, and he slowly walked out of the champion's pavilion. Behind him, in the grand hall of the champion's pavilion, loud cheers erupted, celebrating the joy of winning the championship. But all of this had nothing to do with him anymore.