A Cheap Kidney Phone for Sale

Feng Jun had been out of the boss's office for less than half an hour when he was assigned an office.

Hongjie Club covered quite a large area, but as the saying went, though Hongjie was big, not a single room was surplus.

Manager Guo personally handed him the key, showing just how much the company trusted and supported him.

Feng Jun's office was at the corner of the second floor, right next to the surveillance room. It was small, only about fourteen or fifteen square meters, but no matter what, it was his own office.

There was a pile of miscellaneous junk in the room, so Feng Jun cleaned it up himself. Now that he had a private room, he truly did not want to go back to that dormitory.

He kept cleaning until around eleven, by which time he had the room mostly sorted out. He was quite pleased with it. If I get a bed in here, I can move out of the dorm for good.

But the very next moment, the thought startled him. Since when did I become so content with such a small comfort?

I'm a man who's had a great fortuitous encounter.

Feng Jun locked the room from the inside and headed to the fitness hall. By then, everyone at the club knew that Xiao Feng had been promoted to team leader. Though he did not have anyone under him yet, he was still receiving a team leader's pay and benefits.

In fact, the head of the body-shaping group did not even have a private office at Hongjie. The bodybuilding group did have one, but they shared it with the fitness group.

So most people gave Feng Jun strange looks. Little Li, however, was as familiar as ever, greeting him with a grin. "Team Leader Feng, can I borrow your office to rest for a while at noon?"

Feng Jun glanced at her. "Not only are you pretty, you've got pretty ideas too... If you sleep in the office, where am I supposed to sleep?"

Another receptionist giggled. "You two can sleep together."

"You're terrible," Little Li said, raising her hand to swat her. She pretended to be angry, but there was a faint blush of shyness on her face.

The Little Li of the past would not have acted like this. Although she got along fairly well with Feng Jun, she had always drawn a clear line when it came to relationships between men and women.

Feng Jun understood perfectly and secretly curled his lip. Houses really were a necessity when it came to men and women.

Just then, someone spoke up nearby. "Xiao Feng, you little brat... You actually became a leader?"

Feng Jun turned to look and immediately broke into a grin. "I was wondering... you still remembered you were supposed to come to work?"

The speaker was tall, fair-skinned, and handsome. Though he looked a little soft and delicate, he was still every inch the sunny young man, the classic heartthrob for married women.

This man was Wang Haifeng, one of the few people at Hongjie Club whom Feng Jun got along with rather well.

Coach Wang was five or six years older than Dual Degree, nearly thirty. His family was well-off, but he had no airs in the way he spoke or acted.

When others learned that Feng Jun had become a team leader, some were jealous and some tried to flatter him. Only Wang Haifeng still joked around as casually as before.

When Feng Jun accused him of skipping work, Coach Wang looked a little unhappy. "I took leave. Besides... you're not my boss."

Feng Jun smiled dismissively. "I can't boss anyone around anyway. It's just a title... Want to drink together tonight?"

"Tonight... we'll see. I've got some things to deal with too," Wang Haifeng replied distractedly. "By the way, how did things get so tense between you and Liu Shuming?"

"That guy had it coming," Feng Jun replied matter-of-factly. "You beat him up before. Don't you know what kind of person he is?"

"That's different." Wang Haifeng shook his head and spoke seriously. "When I beat him up, that was a fight, an internal company dispute. You're trying to send him to the detention center. That's just pushing him too far."

Seeing his expression grow increasingly solemn, Feng Jun frowned and asked in a low voice, "Are you planning to plead for him?"

"Why should I care whether he lives or dies?" Wang Haifeng snorted disdainfully, then his face darkened. "But Liu Shuming is a local thug in Yang City. He used to run with gangs too, so you need to be careful."

Feng Jun froze for a moment, then smiled indifferently. "I'm not the one trying to deal with him. If he has the guts, he can go find the person really responsible."

"He can't afford to offend that person," Wang Haifeng replied as though it were obvious. "I heard he's been spreading word that he wants to get you, so I specifically came over to warn you... You were the one who opened that cut on his head, right?"

Feng Jun found it both irritating and funny. "Classic bully-the-weak-and-fear-the-strong type. What a piece of work."

"That's just the world these days." It was clear Wang Haifeng disliked that kind of social climate too; his tone carried a strong note of cynicism.

The next moment, he brought the topic back. "You'd better ask Red Sister to step in and warn him. Honestly, I'm not afraid of him either, but before you actually get beaten up, it wouldn't be convenient for me to say anything."

Coach Wang came from a very good family. His father had been among the first group of ten-thousand-yuan households in Yang City. He now ran a parts-processing business and had long since amassed assets worth over a hundred million, yet he kept an extremely low profile and was not well known in Yang City.

Wang Haifeng's older brother was impressive too. Barely in his thirties, he was already a deputy division-level official in the county government, with a bright future ahead.

"It's fine." Feng Jun waved a hand dismissively. "When I can't handle it anymore, I'll naturally ask Red Sister for help."

"You brat." Wang Haifeng helplessly pointed at him. In fact, he knew Feng Jun was the same kind of person as himself: easygoing on the surface, but deeply proud inside. Unless absolutely necessary, he would never easily ask others for help.

No matter how famous Red Sister was or how much influence she had, she was still a woman. As a grown man, how could he casually open his mouth and ask her for favors?

So Coach Wang could only remind him again, "Just be careful. I heard Liu Shuming can get in touch with Rooster."

Rooster was a well-known gang leader in the surrounding area. He was not particularly high-ranking, but he made his living showing up to back people up and was absolutely ruthless.

"I understand. Thanks," Feng Jun said solemnly. It was not because of the information itself, but because he could feel the other man's concern. That was what moved him most.

He did not want to keep talking about it, so he asked, "What have you been busy with these past few days? When I called you, either you didn't answer or you were out of service."

"Ah, don't even mention it." Wang Haifeng sighed, his face full of misery. "It's all tears if I start talking. Oh, right, do you want a phone?"

How did he know I've been messing around with phones? Feng Jun gave him a suspicious look. "Your phone... Even if I wanted it, you wouldn't just give it to me, would you?"

"I'll sell it to you cheap. I bought it for eight thousand at the end of last year. Two thousand, and it's yours." Wang Haifeng waved a hand generously. "Want the SIM card too? The last three digits are sixes. Five hundred for you."

"Not buying." Feng Jun shook his head and refused decisively. "Can't afford it."

Wang Haifeng gritted his teeth. "Phone and SIM together, two thousand... Xiao Feng, it's only because of our relationship. If it were someone else..."

"No need." Feng Jun cut him off bluntly. "Who knows what mess you've gotten yourself into this time?"

Wang Haifeng stared at him speechlessly for a long while before finally saying, "You can't expect me to just give it to you for free, can you? The money isn't the issue, but... give me a reason to give it to you!"

"I wouldn't take it even if it were free," Feng Jun replied even more bluntly. "Give it to whoever you want."

The two of them had a good relationship, but Feng Jun had always followed one principle: when making friends, never take advantage of cheap favors.

Besides, knowing Wang Haifeng's nature, there was probably trouble behind this bargain--trouble worth nearly ten thousand yuan.

Sure enough, Coach Wang's face darkened. "You won't take my stuff... Are you looking down on me?"

"Cut the crap." Feng Jun waved a hand and glanced around. "You want me to take the hit for you, right?"

"Heh heh." Wang Haifeng gave an awkward laugh, then coughed twice. "It's not really that big a hit... Want to talk outside?"

The two went outside Red Sister's door and found a nearby spot with no one around. Coach Wang sighed. "Well... Xiao Feng, the thing is, your sister-in-law wants to check the ChatChat transfer records on this phone. You know I've been playing Bullfighting Live lately..."

Livestreaming? Feng Jun vaguely guessed what kind of trouble the other man was in.

Wang Haifeng might have seemed proper and serious at the club, and he was careful around women, but that was because he feared trouble. As a married-woman heartthrob, he had long known that with his looks and status, casually provoking women could make them hard to shake off.

He had the looks, the money, and a tall, solid build. His physical assets were more than adequate, so naturally he was confident.

He did not fool around at the company, but deep down, he was somewhat repressed and flirtatious. For example, whenever he went to a KTV, he would definitely hire hostesses to drink with him--he had money and did not care about that expense.

Playing livestreams and supporting female streamers cost plenty of money too. Bullfighting Live's Bull Pills had to be bought with real money, and it accepted ChatChat transfers.

Unfortunately for him, he had an extremely vigilant wife, ever ready to fight a battle to defend her husband.

Wang Haifeng's wife had been his high school classmate. She was fairly ordinary-looking and had pursued him relentlessly since high school. But Coach Wang's family had been very well-off, and he had been spoiled for choice, so he had never been moved.

Later, his father ran into major trouble in business. As it happened, his wife's father was in charge of that particular area.

The old man had originally not wanted to meddle in other people's affairs, but his daughter refused to accept that and insisted he help.

Helping came with risks; that was inevitable. Anyone who could force Wang Haifeng's father into such a miserable position was no ordinary risk.

So the two families agreed to become in-laws. That way, when the old man stepped in to help, it would be worthwhile.

To put it more plainly, once the families were joined by marriage, he had a legitimate reason to act, and others could not accuse him of meddling.

Wang Haifeng's wife was attentive to him in every possible way. She would even bring foot-washing water to his bedside every day. But there was one thing she absolutely could not tolerate: her husband fooling around outside.

Given his many questionable records before marriage, she kept one eye open even while sleeping when it came to this matter.

Her husband was simply too outstanding. The pressure was enormous.

Not long ago, she had checked Wang Haifeng's phone call records. Feng Jun knew about it and had even laughed at him for it.

Now she wanted to check his ChatChat transfer records. Coach Wang was definitely in trouble.

But Wang Haifeng still could not think of a way to deal with it. Not to mention that his father-in-law could still influence his father's business, his wife herself treated him very well, and he could not bring himself to do anything heartless.

His wife was perfect in every way except for this one flaw. Coach Wang, who naturally loved lively fun, found it deeply frustrating.