The Rich Second-Generation Villain With No Morals

Chapter 42: Qi Lin’s Past, Minzu High School:

After finding out Wang Siling’s whereabouts, Qi Lin didn’t head straight to the river.

After hanging up the phone, he pondered for a moment before driving to Jianghan Minzu High School.

If Huashi No.1 High School was the best in Jianghan City, then Minzu High School had the worst environment.

This school mainly enrolled students from ethnic minority backgrounds in surrounding counties and children of migrant workers.

Due to the complex mix of students, the school was a chaotic place filled with fights, gangs, extortion, and even cases of students attacking teachers.

How did Qi Lin know all this so well?

Simple—he used to be a student here. It was only when he transferred in his third year of high school that he finally left Minzu High School behind.

His car stopped in front of the school gate.

Before he even rolled down the window, he saw a large group of delinquent students loitering outside the nearby convenience stores.

Some were standing, some were sitting, all with buzzed haircuts, cursing loudly while puffing out smoke and casually groping the girls beside them. Their arrogance was clear for all to see.

Most people would feel intimidated by such a scene and choose to avoid the area.

But Qi Lin only smiled faintly, opened the car door, and walked straight toward the group of gangsters.

Zheng Yu was crouching on the steps, smoking a cigarette, deep in thought about how to get some money.

After all, he had a bunch of underlings to support.

Being a gang leader wasn’t just about having charisma—money was essential to keep his followers loyal.

The moment they stopped respecting him, his time as their boss would be over.

“Hmm?”

Suddenly, Zheng Yu noticed a pair of shoes appear in front of him.

He looked up in confusion and saw a familiar face.

“Yo! Isn’t this our school’s little rich boy, Young Master Lin?”

“I heard you transferred schools a while back. Haven’t seen you for months. What, finally found time to visit us?”

Seeing Qi Lin, Zheng Yu grinned happily.

Just when he was thinking about where to get money, this walking ATM showed up on his own.

In his past life, Qi Lin had been generous with money and disliked getting into conflicts.

So, he would often treat Zheng Yu and his gang to drinks and cigarettes.

Whenever Zheng Yu asked him for money, Qi Lin would give it to him just to avoid trouble.

Because of this, Qi Lin had never been bullied at Minzu High School.

But now that he had been reborn, he wasn’t going to be a pushover anymore.

“Zheng Yu, over the past two years, I must have given you at least a few thousand yuan, right? Isn’t it about time you did something for me in return?”

Qi Lin didn’t bother with small talk and got straight to the point.

Hearing his tone, Zheng Yu paused for a moment.

This kid sounded pretty cocky—not at all like the easygoing Qi Lin from before.

“Young Master Lin, that’s not how it works. The money you gave me back then was protection money. If I hadn’t been watching out for you, would you have been able to stay safe at Minzu High School?”

“If you want me to do something now, you’ll have to pay again.”

Zheng Yu flicked his cigarette away and stood up, looking Qi Lin in the eye.

“How much do you want?”

Qi Lin narrowed his eyes, exuding a dangerous aura.

Back in school, he had given money to every gang leader in Minzu High School to avoid trouble.

But among them, Zheng Yu was the greediest. That was precisely why Qi Lin had sought him out first.

Zheng Yu grinned. “Not much. If you want me to rough someone up or back you up, ten thousand yuan should be enough.”

“Heh~”

Hearing Zheng Yu’s demand, Qi Lin chuckled coldly.

Ten thousand yuan in 2002 was enough for these delinquents to enjoy themselves for an entire month.

Did Zheng Yu really think he was still the same gullible fool?

“So, Young Master Lin, have you made up your mind?”

Zheng Yu asked lazily.

“Slap!”

Qi Lin’s response was a slap across his face.

Zheng Yu stumbled back, his cheek burning with pain, completely stunned.

Minzu High School had many gang bosses.

Zheng Yu was just one of them.

But in all these years, no one had ever dared to slap him like this.

“You son of a b***h! You dare hit me?”

Zheng Yu roared in fury and waved his hand.

“Get over here, all of you! If we don’t break this kid’s leg today, I’ll change my surname!”

Not only did Zheng Yu’s underlings rush over, but even other gang leaders from Minzu High School gathered to watch the scene unfold.

A standoff of dozens of people, with hundreds of gangsters watching—it was a massive spectacle.

Yet, Qi Lin remained calm.

He even took out a cigarette, lit it, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke before speaking.

“My father is the owner of Tianlin Farming Group, with assets worth over a hundred million yuan. If anything happens to me today, he’ll make sure every single one of you gets chopped into pieces by tomorrow.”

His fearless demeanor and icy tone sent chills down the spines of the gangsters behind Zheng Yu.

Seeing their hesitation, Qi Lin pulled out a thick stack of cash—nothing but hundred-yuan bills, totaling over ten thousand yuan.

Then, he did something that shocked everyone.

“Rustle—”

With a wicked smile, Qi Lin tossed the entire stack of money into the air.

Instantly, a rain of cash fell over the hundreds of delinquents.

“You want ten thousand yuan, right? Fine.”

“Whoever beats up Zheng Yu can split this money among themselves.”

“And to those thinking of laying a finger on me—if any of you even try, my father will have you dumped in the Yangtze River by tomorrow. No one will ever find your bodies.”

His words were powerful and commanding, making everyone hesitate.

But was he telling the truth?

Of course not.

Qi Lin’s father was just an honest businessman. Everything he said was just to intimidate these thugs.

After all, in 2002, many billionaires had indeed risen from the underworld, with blood on their hands.

Mixing truth with lies—he refused to believe these gangsters would take the risk of being dumped in a river just to mess with him.

“W-what are you guys doing?”

Sure enough, money was a powerful motivator.

On top of that, Zheng Yu had made plenty of enemies at Minzu High School.

Now, the other gang leaders and the hundreds of watching gangsters were all looking at him with hostility.

Zheng Yu panicked and turned to look behind him.

What he saw made his heart sink.

His so-called ‘brothers,’ the ones who had sworn loyalty to him, were all slipping away.

In just a few moments, he was left alone on the steps.

“Young Master Lin—no! Brother Lin, I was wrong! I really was! I apologize, alright? I won’t take your money anymore. I’ll do whatever you need—just spare me this once!”

Facing certain doom, Zheng Yu, who had been shouting about breaking Qi Lin’s legs just moments ago, immediately surrendered, pleading with him.

But Qi Lin’s heart had long since turned cold.

With a smirk, he looked at the gangsters around him.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you want the money on the ground? What are you waiting for?”

At his words, the gangsters couldn’t hold back any longer and swarmed toward Zheng Yu.

“Ahhh!”

A scream echoed as Zheng Yu was swallowed by the mob.