However, Yang Lianqing jumped up and sat on Yang Feng's lap, picked up her phone and pointed it at him, a smile playing on her lips, and said, "Brother, look, this is the money I earned from my live stream today, isn't it amazing!"
"Huh?" Yang Feng dropped the wonton he was holding with his chopsticks and stared blankly at the WeChat balance on his phone screen.
"Oh, hurry up and tell me! Isn't it amazing? Amazing!"
Seeing Yang Feng looking somewhat dazed, the younger sister waved her little hand in front of his eyes and said in a sweet voice.
"It's alright." Yang Feng recovered his senses, nodded slightly, replied, and then started eating his wontons again.
She earned nearly fifty yuan in a day, which was already quite good. Unfortunately, in Yang Feng's opinion, fifty yuan a day was just a drop in the bucket and not very useful.
Unless it's like Yang Feng's previous salary at the coffee shop, where he's simply unemployed.
The blame lies with Fei Mingcheng, who kept threatening Sister Wu.
One chain reaction led to his own unemployment.
"Tch~ What are you pretending for? You probably don't even earn as much money as I do in a day, hmph!"
Seeing Yang Feng's arrogant demeanor, the younger sister couldn't help but say something smugly.
Yang Feng remained silent with a cold expression. He didn't even have a part-time job right now, so he didn't get paid for the day. Fortunately, he had earned quite a bit of money working at the coffee shop before, which was enough to support him for the month.
Now, thinking back to the tasks where the system would automatically provide money, he felt a strong sense of longing for them. However, upon glancing at today's daily tasks, he found that there were no such tasks.
It's a bit of a pity.
Yang Lianqing looked at Yang Feng's indifferent face with her beautiful eyes, gently bit her lower lip, put her phone on the table, and started eating her wontons by herself.
She felt like she had been incredibly lucky all day, gaining nearly 3,000 followers during her live stream, and even getting a bowl of hot wontons tonight!
How wonderful!
Just then, a knock came at the door. Yang Feng and Yang Lianqing exchanged a glance.
"Go, open the door," Yang Feng said, continuing to eat his wontons.
"Oh~" Yang Lianqing pouted unhappily and put down her chopsticks. At this moment, she could only listen to her brother, otherwise he might not let her play the live stream if he got angry.
After opening the door, Yang Lianqing saw four male guards and one female guard in black police uniforms, their faces serious. The one in the lead asked:
"Excuse me, is there a man named Yang Feng here? He has been reported for maliciously assaulting someone in a coffee shop, and the victim is currently receiving treatment in the hospital!"
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 135 Entering the Institution (Part 1)
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When Yang Lianqing saw five guards standing at the door questioning her, their serious demeanor immediately put her at a loss.
"What...what do you want with my brother?"
The leading male guard, with a stern face, spoke solemnly:
"Your brother maliciously assaulted someone in a coffee shop. We are taking him back for questioning! Please call your brother, Yang Feng, out here."
"What? Officer, how could my brother possibly do something to hurt someone? There must be some misunderstanding."
Yang Lianqing's heart tightened immediately, and she quickly waved her snow-white arm in reply.
"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not isn't up to you to decide. Hurry up and call your brother out. Don't waste our time!" The leading male guard frowned impatiently and said.
"I, I..." Yang Lianqing was so anxious that she paced back and forth, her beautiful eyes welling up with tears. She didn't know what to do. Yang Feng was inside right now. Should she lie to them?
Just then, a warm, large hand took Yang Lianqing's small hand. Yang Feng glanced at his sister and said to them:
"Don't make things difficult for my sister. I am Yang Feng. Let's go—"
The five guards were slightly taken aback when they saw Yang Feng's face, and they looked at each other in bewilderment.
They had heard about the horrific serial killings from the Metropolitan Police Department, and that a teenager had helped resolve the case. However, they knew nothing of the details.
Of course, the people in their department had also seen the news and naturally remembered Yang Feng's familiar face.
He was the teenager who helped resolve that case.
The name "Yang Feng" is quite common, so they assumed it was just someone else.
I never expected it to be him!
"You're Yang Feng?" The leading male guard quickly recovered and tried to ask again, then said, "Aren't you the young man who helped solve the recent serial murder case?"
"Yes, it's me. Is there a problem?" Yang Feng smiled slightly and said, "Could it be that I can use some connections?"
"That won't do. After all, there are still rules. At the very least, we will reduce your punishment."
The lead male guard shook his head and said:
"Please come with us now and behave yourselves."
"Alright, but I have something to say to my sister. Can you give me some time?" Yang Feng sighed, nodded, and said.
"Okay, but I can only give you two minutes—"