Chapter 0005: Yang Feng in the Battle between Heaven and Man

Reflecting on the earlier events, Yang Feng felt a mix of anger towards the uncle and nephew Zhou Shengda, as well as gratitude towards Sister Xu. Having lived independently since dropping out of middle school and having struggled in society for several years, Yang Feng was well aware of who was genuinely concerned for him and who was merely feigning interest. He truly appreciated this beautiful and kind sister, and he sensed a growing closeness in their relationship. However, Yang Feng was also acutely aware of his own circumstances and was making efforts to avoid such developments. Moreover, having already left the company, he realized that there would likely be little opportunity to meet her in the future.

Thank you, Sister Xu, but you can rest assured. For someone as handsome as I am, finding a new job is not difficult at all! Yang Feng pounded his chest with a thud.

Cough cough cough

Yang Feng displayed a gaze that proclaimed him a handsome man, causing Sister Xu to be utterly flustered.

"Useless, how can a woman support a man? It should be the other way around... Tsk tsk tsk... You little rascal, how dare you take advantage of me!" As she spoke halfway, Sister Xu suddenly realized that she had allowed this guy, who was much younger than her, to take advantage of her. In a fit of anger and embarrassment, she reached out to twist Yang Feng's ear.

Zhou Shengda's eyes were almost bulging out, while Yang Feng raised his right hand, looking at it from the left and then from the right, as if he were seeing his own palm clearly for the first time in all these years

Touch

Sister Xu, frustrated that iron cannot be made into steel, extended her delicate fingers and poked Yang Feng on the forehead. Ever since Yang Feng joined the company three years ago, she has been very concerned about this young man who was only nineteen at the time. She often enjoyed 'bullying' Yang Feng, perhaps because he resembled her younger brother who had passed away early in her life. As soon as she heard the news that Yang Feng was fired, she immediately ran out of her office.

"Puchi!" Sister Xu was amused by him. She carefully examined Yang Feng, and a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes: "I must say, I didn't notice until now that your skin has become much fairer than before after not seeing you for a few days. To be honest, you look quite handsome at first glance."

Yang Feng grabbed Sister Xu's little finger that was poking his forehead and said with a wry smile: "Sister Xu, please stop poking me. If you keep poking, I might become foolish, and then you will have to take care of me for the rest of my life."

After Yang Feng turned around, he saw Sister Xu, dressed in a plain professional suit, running towards him from the company entrance. When she reached Yang Feng, without saying a word, she reached out her small hand and gave his arm a hard tug.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Feng finally couldn't help but say: "Sister Xu, um... if there's nothing else, I'll head back first. I'll invite you to dinner when I have the chance."

Upon hearing the term "time travel," Yang Feng fell silent. Having just returned from the Ming Dynasty, he vividly recalled those days, especially the memory of having to eat coarse grain cakes made from wild vegetables that are only fed to pigs in modern society for two consecutive days. The sensation caused a spasm in his stomach, a taste he would never forget in his lifetime

Alright, you should go back first. If you encounter any difficulties, just give me a call

That desk was a solid wood office desk that he personally selected, and it is quite sturdy. Moreover, the way Yang Feng slammed that desk apart was truly intimidating. If this guy were to get really angry and do the same to me, my small frame would certainly not be sturdier than that desk. It would be foolish to injure oneself in an attempt to save the company money.

Yang Feng was dismissed, and it was as simple as that. However, the only silver lining was that Zhou Shengda not only paid him the full salary for last month but also compensated him for two additional months' wages as per regulations. Zhou Shengda had considered finding a reason to withhold Yang Feng's salary, but when the moment came, he truthfully paid the wages to Yang Feng. After all, once he regained his composure, Zhou Shengda felt a wave of fear; did others not know, but he himself was not clear whether that office desk he had used for several years was a counterfeit? Yet, when the moment came, he still truthfully paid the wages to Yang Feng. After all, once he regained his composure, Zhou Shengda felt a wave of fear; did others not know, but he himself was not clear whether that office desk he had used for several years was a counterfeit?

With a loud bang, Zhou Shengda's office immediately fell silent. Both Yang Feng and Zhou Shengda stared in astonishment at the computer monitor, chassis, and the office desk that had broken in two, lying on the ground before them.

With the improvement of living standards, the rent in Nanjing has also begun to gradually increase. Take the apartment rented by Yang Feng as an example; although it is only a one-bedroom apartment of less than 20 square meters, he has to spend 400 yuan each month. Adding in utilities and other expenses, this already accounts for one-third of his monthly salary. Coupled with Yang Feng's daily expenditures, he needs to allocate at least over 1,000 yuan each month. If he does not find a job soon, it is likely that the limited amount of money in his bank account will not last for more than a few months.

Yang Feng ... ... wait a moment ... ...

Yang Feng looked down and realized that the two of them were now very close together, a faint scent of mature femininity wafting towards him. Blushing deeply, he quickly released Sister Xu's small hand and took two steps back to create some distance, and for a moment, an awkward atmosphere spread between them

The Ming Dynasty is extremely dangerous; there are no police officers to protect you there. You are just an unregistered individual without any travel permit. If you were to travel back in time, you might not even be able to preserve your life.

However, Yang Feng is not the kind of person who laments the spring and mourns the autumn; he quickly adjusts his mood and begins to contemplate his future path

Yang Feng, sitting in the chair, was caught in a struggle between his thoughts, completely immersed in contemplation

Thinking of this, Yang Feng couldn't help but feel a bit despondent. Having drifted alone in this city for so long and having become accustomed to the warmth and coldness of human relationships, he actually cherished his friendship with Sister Xu. Unfortunately, this friendship is likely to gradually fade or even disappear with the passage of time

As Yang Feng stepped out of the company entrance and was about to wait for the bus, he heard a voice coming from behind before he even reached the intersection

"Oh no... it hurts!" Yang Feng said with a bitter smile as he quickly pleaded for mercy, "Sister Xu, you know my temperament. The last thing I want to do in my life is to beg someone. Moreover, that bastard Zhou Shengda has disliked me for quite some time; even if you plead with him, it won't be of much use. Besides, being disturbed is not a bad thing; the world is so vast, and I might as well take this opportunity to wander around."

Uncertain how much time had passed, a sudden cough broke the silence. Yang Feng stared in astonishment at the table on the ground, which he had smashed into pieces, then glanced at his own fist, completely stunned. It seemed he hadn't used much force just now; how could this table have collapsed? ... Huh ...? ... Why did he just say the word "again"? Right, today Zhou Shengda's table also seemed to have collapsed in the same way. Could it be that after his return from the other world, he had become a martial arts master?

Although Sister Xu's face still bore a hint of blush, she couldn't help but chuckle softly. She shot a playful glance at Yang Feng and said, "Come on, your salary is barely enough for your own expenses, and now that you've lost your job, it's better to save some money until you find a new one. If you encounter any difficulties in life during this time, just give me a call. I may not be able to help with big issues, but I can certainly assist with smaller ones."

Yang Feng turned his head to dodge, grasped her hand, and said with a wry smile: "Sister Xu, this is the company entrance; you need to be mindful of your image."

Um... alright

After a long while, Zhou Shengda, with a pale face, stammered as he pointed at Yang Feng and shouted: "You, Yang Feng... how dare you damage the company's property"

Sister Xu turned her head and noticed that quite a few people by the roadside were curiously looking this way. Upon realizing this, she then discovered that the guy in front of her was still holding her right hand. Her fair and delicate face flushed red, and biting her silver teeth, she coldly huffed, "Let go of my hand already"

Just thinking about his relatively low educational background made Yang Feng feel a bit of a headache. In this era where bachelor's degrees are as common as dogs and master's degrees are everywhere, even the cleaning ladies in the toilets have associate degrees. Finding a stable and satisfactory job is no easy task. Young people like Yang Feng, who only have a high school diploma, either head south to the Pearl River Delta to work in factories or take on manual labor. Apart from that, unless you have connections or relationships, good job positions will forever be out of reach for you. Finding a stable and satisfactory job is no easy task. Young people like Yang Feng, who only have a high school diploma, either head south to the Pearl River Delta to work in factories or take on manual labor. Apart from that, unless you have connections or relationships, good job positions will forever be out of reach for you

After exchanging a few more words, the two finally waved goodbye to each other

That is, who am I? I am the number one handsome guy of Dali Tong Company

Yang Feng's reaction was also swift; after the initial shock, he immediately stated that he would not take the blame for this. Although Zhou Shengda's desk was not of particularly high quality, it was still worth one or two thousand yuan. He quickly defended himself, saying: "What destruction? I wasn't the only one who slammed the desk just now; you did it too, didn't you? Perhaps this desk is of such poor quality that it was bound to fall apart anyway. Why don't you call everyone together to settle this and see who is at fault?" Perhaps this desk is of such poor quality that it was bound to fall apart anyway. Why don't you call everyone together to settle this and see who is at fault?

You can only stroll around your quaint neighborhood at most, haven't I known you for so many years?

The result of arguing with the leader and dismantling the leader's desk is ... After an hour, Yang Feng walked out of the entrance of Dali Tong Logistics Company holding a cardboard box.

Yang Feng, feeling a headache from overthinking, slammed his fist on the nearby table in frustration

Then... I will head back first, it's cold outside, so make sure you don't catch a cold

You little rascal, why didn't you tell me when you got fired? I could have helped you plead your case!

The result of the argument is merely a stalemate, with both parties staring at each other in silence. After all, the idea of slapping a sturdy office desk in half is too fantastical; one might think it is the work of a martial arts master in the community.

More than forty minutes later, Yang Feng pushed open the door of the rental apartment, casually tossed the cardboard box onto the floor, and then sat down heavily in the chair. Although the weather was still very cold, Yang Feng felt a small flame burning in his heart. Today's events made Yang Feng realize that in this money-oriented society, an ordinary citizen without wealth or power, living at the bottom of society, can only be at the mercy of others.

That is not correct; that place is a completely undeveloped wilderness. What does a travel permit matter? In modern society, it is easy to obtain an ID card as long as one has money, let alone during the Ming Dynasty. If one could bring back some good goods from there to the modern world, one could quickly become prosperous!

A dull thud was heard, and the table that Yang Feng used for dining emitted a series of crackling sounds. Subsequently, it collapsed with a loud crash, raising a cloud of dust that enveloped the astonished Yang Feng.