Evening.
After a day of filming, Chen Feng returned to his hotel.
No one was accompanying him tonight.
So, he simply ate dinner alone, took a shower, and then collapsed onto the living room sofa, watching TV idly.
His mind was constantly on one person.
That was Jiang Pingting.
Chen Feng, having assimilated the role of a Dao Sect successor and absorbed Dao Sect knowledge, naturally also learned about some ancient Outer Eight Sects information.
He had actually recognized the embroidered pattern on Jiang Pingting's bellyband.
That was the symbol of the Orchid Gate among the Outer Eight Sects.
The orchid embroidered bellyband.
Almost all Orchid Gate successors would wear it.
Therefore, Jiang Pingting was a successor of the ancient Orchid Gate.
Without getting involved with Dao Sect matters, Chen Feng wouldn't have thought that such an ancient profession from legends could still be passed down to modern times.
And it even had a succession.
The most important thing was that in ancient times, the Orchid Gate referred to courtesans.
In ancient times, it referred to official courtesans.
Legend has it that their patriarch was Guan Zhong.
Most members of the Orchid Gate were women who made a living by selling their beauty.
However, Orchid Gate members only sold their art, not their bodies.
Instead, they prided themselves on their purity.
This was because in ancient times, 'courtesan' and 'prostitute' were two different types of people.
Prostitution was considered a low-class profession.
It was the business of selling one's body.
If Jiang Pingting was a successor of the ancient Orchid Gate, how did she inherit this ancient legacy?
Was she a descendant of official courtesans?
Could it be that there are still people managing the Orchid Gate in modern times?
And still controlling girls like Jiang Pingting to sell their art but not their bodies?
He couldn't understand.
Chen Feng, this Dao Sect leader, completely inherited the legacy through the system's convenience, even obtaining the Dao Sect token, the 'dao ling (thief's token)'.
As for whether the Dao Sect could continue to be passed down, he didn't care at all.
Today, when Jiang Pingting privately questioned Chen Feng, she probably wanted to confirm whether Chen Feng was also an Outer Eight Sects successor like her, right?
And the Little Thief Gate that Jiang Pingting mentioned was just a branch of the Dao Sect.
The Little Thief Gate refers to the petty thieves known to the world.
They are the thieves who specialize in stealing other people's property in crowds, commonly known as 'little thieves'.
But the Dao Sect is very large.
It encompasses all professions, past and present, that acquire ill-gotten gains, collectively referred to as the Dao Sect.
This includes master thieves, bandits, tomb raiders, and so on.
Jiang Pingting was greatly shocked when she secretly witnessed Chen Feng's skill, which is why she thought he was a successor of the Little Thief Gate.
Unfortunately, Chen Feng did not admit it.
It wasn't that he didn't dare to admit it, but that he didn't want to.
He could experience the role, but Chen Feng was truly too lazy to get involved in those messy fields.
It was like the incident a while ago when he went to Macau to quell the casino business dispute.
If it weren't for He Yingsheng, that troublemaker, Chen Feng would have been too lazy to go; it would be much better to just lie flat as a hands-off boss and receive annual dividends.
Once you enter the Jianghu, there are many troubles.
If you often stand by the river, how can your shoes not get wet?
Getting involved too much would definitely invite trouble.
So, he simply pretended not to know.
The same applied to Jiang Pingting's matter.
No matter what her purpose was in testing him, Chen Feng decided to ignore it.
He would finish his extra scenes and then immediately leave.
There was more work waiting for him in Yanjing.
Thinking of this, Chen Feng directly turned off the TV.
Time to sleep.
...
The next day.
Chen Feng slept in late.
He didn't get up all morning.
Today's scene was scheduled for 5 PM, dusk.
So he could relax a bit.
After getting up at around ten o'clock, he simply washed up, then Chen Feng left the hotel, preparing to find a place for lunch.
He hadn't walked far when his phone rang.
He picked it up and saw it was Liu Boguang calling.
He answered the phone casually.
“Hello, Director Liu?”
“Hey, Chen Feng, are you busy?”
Chen Feng stopped walking: “Not busy. Go ahead, what is it?”
“Are you free for lunch? Let's eat together.”
“Lunch?”
Chen Feng asked curiously: “Isn't Director Liu still directing?”
“No, no, today's midday work has been postponed. Someone's treating for lunch today, Chen Feng, if you're free, come along. How about it?”
Chen Feng asked casually: “Someone's treating? Who?”
“Heh heh, you'll know when you get there.”
“Then... alright.”
“Okay, I'll send you the address. If you're free, just come over directly.”
“Okay.”
After that, they hung up the phone.
Soon, he received the location information on his phone.
It was indeed not far from his hotel.
So Chen Feng strolled over.
Twenty minutes later.
Chen Feng stopped in front of a five-story building.
He looked up and was immediately surprised.
What the heck?
Phoenix Building?
This lavishly decorated small building, located near Hengdian, was actually called Phoenix Building.
Was it a coincidence?
According to the Outer Eight Sects knowledge granted by the system, the Orchid Gate had gradually become extinct in modern times.
Although there were many people in the flesh trade in modern times.
But those women did not belong to the Orchid Gate's lineage.
In modern times, only members of one type of establishment were considered true successors of the Orchid Gate: the women in the Phoenix Building.
Only women who sold their beauty under the Phoenix Building signboard were Orchid Gate members.
However, ordinary people did not understand this secret.
So, was this Phoenix Building a coincidence, or was it the Orchid Gate's Phoenix Building?
Chen Feng felt suspicious.
He picked up his phone, checked the room number, and pushed the door open directly.
Soon, guided by a waiter, Chen Feng was led to the entrance of a super-large private room on the top floor.
It was very lively inside.
It seemed like there were many people.
Chen Feng pushed open the private room door, feeling puzzled.
The people inside instantly fell silent.
The next second...
Someone shouted, “Chen Feng is here.”
“Holy cow, Chen Feng is here.”
“Come on, everyone, hurry up, Chen Feng is here!”
“Song Yang, Song Yang?”
“Old Song, your classmate Chen Feng is here.”
“Move aside, move aside, Chen Feng?”
“Wow, Chen Feng really came! He's so handsome, I never thought someone from our class would become famous.”
...
A group of people swarmed around him.
Screaming, shouting, a chaotic scene.
Chen Feng's blood pressure shot up.
Just then, a figure squeezed through from behind, laughing loudly: “Hahahahaha, Chen Feng, long time no see.”
Chen Feng turned his head to look.
Indeed!
It was Song Yang.
When he heard Liu Boguang say someone was treating them to a meal, Chen Feng vaguely guessed it was him.
He knew he was in Hengdian.
And they were from the same class.
Plus, with the sensational news Chen Feng and Lin Zu caused yesterday, it would be strange if he didn't show up.
When they were in school, Song Yang was the class monitor.
He was a boy who loved to show off and was extremely narcissistic.
He was definitely a popular figure during their school years.
At that time, Chen Feng, Lin Zu, and the like were all minor characters.
Song Yang had resources to shoot commercials and promotional videos even while in school.
He even entered film crews.
Now, Song Yang had even filmed a movie under Guo Xiaosi, playing the fourth male lead, and had a bit of fame with a certain fan base.
Wherever he went, a group of people would fawn over him.
He was clearly the protagonist.
Now, seeing Chen Feng, Song Yang approached with extreme enthusiasm, directly extending both hands: “Long time no see, Chen Feng.”
“Not that long, just over a year.”
Chen Feng shook his hand.
After letting go.
Song Yang waved his hand, turned around, and said with grandiosity: “Chen Feng, look, everyone here today is from our school who are Hengdian extras. Today counts as a class reunion, and I'm treating. We won't go home until we're drunk, how about it?”
“Heh heh, alright.”
Chen Feng rubbed his stomach: “To be honest, I slept all morning and haven't had breakfast yet. You're treating, so why be polite? Come on, let's eat?”
“Wait a moment.”
Song Yang smiled mysteriously: “Wait two more minutes, I have another important person to introduce to you all.”
“Old Song? There's still someone else?”
“Who is it?”
“Yeah, Song Yang, is there anyone else? It seems like it's just us here in Hengdian, right?”
“Look at Old Song, acting so secretive, maybe it's his woman.”
“Song Yang, who is it exactly?”
...
Everyone became noisy again.
Song Yang looked smug and shouted loudly: “She'll be here soon. Don't worry, you'll see her very soon.”
As he spoke, his phone buzzed.
Song Yang picked up his phone, glanced at it, and immediately beamed with joy, turning and hurrying out, saying as he went: “She's here, I'll bring her in.”
With that, he went out.
Everyone exchanged glances.
Seeing his flirtatious manner, it was probably a woman.
Just as everyone was discussing, the private room door was pushed open again.
Then, Song Yang entered with a girl.
When Chen Feng saw the woman who entered with him, he was stunned.
Liu Rui?
