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

Du Yucheng on the other end of the phone was completely baffled.

Because Lin listened to her...

The sound was overly cheerful.

He's trying to kill her!

Kill her!

She called herself in that tone...is she sick?

Du Yucheng steadied himself and took two deep drags on his cigar before calming down.

"Mr. Lin, what can I do for you?"

"Oh, it's nothing serious, I just wanted to let you know that your hundred-plus people can't go back."

Lin Tingyun spoke casually, his relaxed and lazy attitude as if he were talking about the weather.

Du Yucheng: "...!"

His hand trembled, and the cigar, as thick as a sausage, was snapped in two.

He immediately picked up his watch and glanced at the time.

At this time... his underlings must have only recently arrived in Shenyang...

What went wrong?

While Du Yucheng was struggling with his inner conflict, Lin Ting borrowed a nail clipper from Uncle Nie and started trimming her nails in front of the cell phone.

The overly leisurely voice made Du Yucheng's scalp tingle, and his thoughts were also thrown into disarray.

Du Yucheng took a deep breath and decided to ask directly, "What exactly do you mean?"

"It's nothing much, I just wanted to ask you, do you still have the guts to continue?"

"If you can't handle the fun and want to call it quits, I'll just go on vacation to the fourth northeastern province."

"Actually, I don't need to tell you where I'm going, but since you're a senior, it would seem rather impolite of me not to tell you."

Do you have the guts? Can't take the risk? Call it quits! Veteran...

Lin Ting's words were like knives, each one piercing Du Yucheng's lungs.

Du Yucheng slammed the cigar in his hand to the ground and jumped up from the stool.

"Little girl, don't be so arrogant! What kind of hero hides in Shenyang? If you have the guts, come and fight me in Shenzhen!"

Du Yucheng was indeed very angry.

But after two consecutive setbacks, he had to calm down and reassess his situation.

Given the current situation, the best solution is to lure Lin Ting out of Shen City.

Once she arrives in Shenzhen, can she still cause any trouble?

Du Yucheng felt that young people were the most vulnerable to provocation.

"Ah."

Lin Ting swished her tongue lightly, a faint, slightly mocking smile appearing on her lips.

"Boss Du, do you know why I don't go to Shenzhen to beat you up?"

Her tone was lazy and drawn out, as if she were lounging on the sofa at home, watching a movie and eating snacks, casually making a phone call.

Du Yucheng frowned, knowing it was irrational, but still asked, "Why?"

"Because I don't want to today."

"...!"

Du Yucheng felt his blood pressure surge and almost choked on Lin Ting's words.

This isn't a question of today or tomorrow; it's about the confidence she didn't express in her words.

If Du Yucheng's two advance teams hadn't perished in Shenyang, he would never have paid any attention to Lin Ting's boastful words.

But both groups disappeared without a trace, how could he not be suspicious?

In particular, his current impression is still of the photos of the group of people who were beaten up very badly the first time. Even if he doesn't want to believe it, his subconscious will feel that the second group of people were also treated in the same inhumane way.

Anyone who encounters this situation will ask themselves: Who exactly is this girl?

Lin Ting didn't give Du Yucheng much time to think and said directly, "Fine, don't come then, I'm going to have some fun."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

It's hard to tell how much respect she has for this senior.

Lin Ting wiped the nail clippers clean and returned them to Uncle Nie, not forgetting to say, "Thank you, Uncle Nie."

Uncle Nie looked at her, both amused and exasperated: "You've really offended Du Yucheng to death."

“Even if I don’t offend him, he still wants to kill me.” Lin Ting shrugged.

She glanced down at the call time and frowned: "Tsk, two minutes, two yuan for the call... I'll have to mooch two cups of milk tea from Mr. Fang next time I see him."

Uncle Nie: "..."

Miss Lin from their family can take 200,000 yuan without hesitation, but she has to make sure she gets back the two yuan for phone bills.

can only say……

They pay great attention to detail.

Save when you should, spend when you should.

Uncle Nie pressed his temples, pondered for a moment, and said, "I don't think Du Yucheng will rashly send anyone over again."

Lin Ting didn't speak, but Jiang Zong said, "Call the police."

He wasn't telling Lin Ting to call the police, but rather that Du Yucheng would call the police.

Uncle Nie was stunned for a moment. He was about to say that it would be useless for Lin Ting to call the police, as the police couldn't protect her 24 hours a day, when he heard Lin Ting say:

"I also think he'll call the police, but he probably won't do it directly; it'll likely be—"

"Use connections."

Uncle Nie watched as the two young men in the back seat cheerfully high-fived, his head full of confusion.

How did those two even come together?

The young master said "call the police," and even he, who had watched him grow up, didn't immediately understand, but the young lady did?

Uncle Nie turned around, looked ahead, and sighed inwardly: I'm really getting old... I can't keep up with the quick thinking of young people.

In the back seat, two young people were still discussing something very important.

"what's for dinner?"

"The head chef has invented fish balls, saying he learned it from a chef in Fukushi."

"Huh? I want to eat it!"

"Uncle Nie, please go to the hotel."

Uncle Nie: "Okay."

Regardless of whether others are used to it or not, he has already gotten used to it.

No matter what these two little devils in the family say, it always comes down to "eating".

……

Jiang Zong was absolutely right; Du Yucheng really was planning to call the police.

He wasn't learning from Lin Ting; he just remembered his ship full of people who had failed in their mission, and a sudden inspiration struck him.

However, he was too embarrassed to call 110 (the police emergency number), so he found someone he knew and invited him to dinner.

"Have you heard about the rising star in Shenyang?" Du Yucheng asked tactfully.

"Huh? How would I know about things in Northeast China?"

This man, surnamed Li, looks very refined.

"I'm thinking you're all part of the same system. I have her specific information now, do you want it?"

Du Yucheng had a smug look on his face.

Mr. Li frowned slightly: "There's no benefit for me in doing this."

"But you can make friends," Du Yucheng said with a smile. "It's just a matter of passing on a word."

"Hmm... okay, go ahead and tell me."

Du Yucheng simply handed over an ordinary-looking black cloth bag from under the table.

It's very thick.

"It's all inside, take your time to look."

Du Yucheng stood up with a smile: "Mr. Li, please enjoy your meal. I've already paid the bill."

He didn't say anything like "Don't tell anyone about what happened today," because they both knew that neither of them would tell anyone.

Even if someone asks, it's always "found from an informant."

Mr. Li took his bag, ate his meal slowly and deliberately, and then got up to leave.

Two hours later, Mr. Fang, who was in the remote black soil region, received a phone call.

"Deliang, what exactly is this Lin guy's background?"

Fang Deliang looked completely bewildered: "Who are you asking about?"

"Lin Ting."

"What do you mean, 'listen'?"

"Lin Ting."

"Lin what?"

"...If you have hearing problems, you should see a doctor as soon as possible!"