Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

After being robbed, Lin Ting became extremely wary.

She lowered her voice and asked Jiang Zong, "How much money did you bring?"

Jiang Zong said, "Twenty thousand."

The volume was normal, without any attempt to conceal it.

Lin Ting's pupils contracted.

What's the difference between this and sticking a "Come and rob me" sign on your forehead?

Lin Ting keenly sensed that something was wrong in the atmosphere of the small shop. She immediately gave up the watermelon ice she hadn't had enough of and reached out to grab Jiang Zong: "Let's go, let's go back to the hotel, I'm tired."

Jiang Zong never contradicted what she said, and immediately got up and followed her outside.

Before they could even leave the street, they were blocked by several thugs who clearly weren't good people.

Judging from their sweaty appearance, they had clearly come specifically to rob the two of them.

"Hey handsome, lend me some money!"

The leader of the thugs, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, looked at the two of them with a grin.

Jiang Zong frowned: "I won't lend it."

His money was for their expenses during this trip to Shenzhen. How could he possibly give it to someone like that?

He also wants to take Lin Ting out to play.

"Don't you know the rules? My brother is lending you money out of respect..."

"I don't understand, I don't want to."

Young Master Jiang spoke succinctly, then casually pulled Lin Ting behind him.

don't want?

It took the thugs a while to realize that what he didn't want was face.

They immediately got angry.

These two out-of-towners are so aggressive, they definitely need to be taught a lesson!

"Hey?"

"Hit him!"

Seeing that the war was approaching sooner than expected, Lin Ting quickly took out his mobile phone, intending to call the police.

She wasn't sure how long it would take for the police to arrive, but calling the police now would definitely be faster than calling them a minute later.

But before she could even pull out her mobile phone, the thugs were already on the ground, howling for their mothers.

Jiang Zong was fine, but sweat beaded on his forehead from working in the sweltering heat.

Lin Ting: "...?"

Well, Jiang Zong has the confidence to not be afraid of being robbed.

After he finished the fight swiftly, he pulled Lin Ting behind him and protected her as they continued walking forward.

Lin Ting glanced back at the thugs and saw that they were still lying on the ground clutching their sore spots. She breathed a sigh of relief.

She was worrying unnecessarily.

But—

"Young Master, let's hurry up and leave. What if a lot more of them come later?"

Jiang Zong said seriously, "I can beat him."

Lin Ting: "I know you can beat me, but I can't take a beating."

Was she afraid he couldn't win?

No, judging from the way he fought just now, even ten more wouldn't be enough for him to beat up.

But he's not Nezha with three heads and six arms. If ten more came, someone would definitely be able to split their arms and beat her up.

She can't take a beating.

I don't want to get beaten up either.

"Run! Run! Run!"

Mr. Lin timidly dragged Young Master Jiang into a taxi.

Is she a coward?

No, she has an accurate understanding of her own abilities.

She's not a fighter.

As it turns out, Lin Ting's "run away quickly" strategy was quite correct.

The taxi had only driven a dozen meters when she saw the people chasing after her.

A quick glance revealed that there were more than twenty people.

Lin Ting breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest, and huddled in the back seat, saying to him, "You need to be more low-key in the future."

Jiang Zong immediately admitted his mistake: "Okay, I was wrong."

Of course, he wasn't indifferent to her safety; it was just a habit that he always answered her questions.

Uncle Nie had booked their hotel in advance. Although it was one of the best hotels in Shenzhen, the current state of the city meant that there would definitely be some strange little things in the room.

For example... small cards with colors.

Lin Ting clicked her tongue slightly, threw them into the trash can, and then suddenly wondered what Jiang Zong's reaction would be if he saw these things next door.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and the dog sneaked next door and knocked on the door.

Jiang Zong opened the door and saw Lin Ting looking at him excitedly.

"What's wrong?" He suddenly seemed flustered.

Lin Ting's expression seemed off.

Lin Ting's eyes lit up, and she asked him, "Did you see the little card?"

Jiang Zong nodded expressionlessly: "Yes."

“Then you…” Lin Ting’s eyes lit up even more.

Jiang Zong frowned and said seriously, "I already have you, I won't look for anyone else."

Lin Ting: "...!"

What a word!

What's the meaning!

She treated him as a friend, but he actually wanted to...

Lin Ting's face began to burn uncontrollably. She instinctively clutched her collar and said, "Jiang Zong, what...what do you want to do!"

Jiang Zong was innocent and bewildered.

He took a small card out of the trash can and said, "I don't need any other friends."

Lin Ting looked closely—

"Brother, wanna be friends?"

The small card contained only a phone number and this very tactful sentence.

Lin Ting: "..."

She was quite certain that his "friend" and the "friend" on the card did not mean the same thing.

Lin Ting's face burned even hotter.

I had an urge to go stand in the corner and be punished for thinking dirty thoughts.

Looking at her flushed face, Jiang Zong emphasized earnestly, "I don't make friends with them."

Lin Ting nodded repeatedly, somewhat guiltily saying, "Yes, yes, I was just worried that... it would be dangerous for you to... make friends with other people..."

Jiang Zong looked at her, his eyes shining brightly.

So she came specifically because she was afraid he would make friends with other people after seeing the card?

Jiang Zong's lips curled up again.

He assured him, "Don't worry, I won't."

"Mmm...keep it up, hahaha. I'm going back now, you can rest!"

Lin Ting turned and ran.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief after closing the door.

My best friend is too innocent.

It makes her seem particularly frivolous.

Lin Ting touched her burning face and ran to wash it.

Next door, Jiang Zong threw the card into the trash can again, his ears slightly red.

……

While the two of them were enjoying themselves in Shenzhen, things were still changing in Shenyang.

The seven gourd brothers did not give up even after hitting a wall twice.

Of course, they couldn't just stop there. The profits in this industry are there for all to see, so who wouldn't want them?

So, Sanwa was once again chosen to talk to Feng Yue again.

"Young lady, let's get straight to the point," Sanwa stroked his gleaming bald head, "Tell me, how much salary do you want?"

He figured the only reason the deal fell through was that the money wasn't right.

What else could it be?

Feelings?

Feng Yue was getting annoyed; these people just wouldn't stop.

If Lin hadn't heard that she shouldn't fight with them, she would have really wanted to grab a broom and chase him out.

Feng Yue casually fiddled with the abacus, her eyes lowered, avoiding his gaze, and slowly said, "What I want, you can't afford."

Sanwa laughed and shook his head: "Little girl, you may not know, but factories and small workshops like yours are different. I've inquired, and most of the goods in your shop come from the Wu'ai Market, right? Those bosses are all our good friends... You're a smart person, you understand what I mean, right?"

Feng Yue looked up: "I don't understand."