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

The man turned his back, using his military overcoat to block the security guard's view, and opened the bag in his hand, revealing bundles of banknotes inside.

"Boss Lin, when can I see my brother?" he asked.

Lin Ting looked him over and noticed that his eyes held not only violence, but also a hint of worry that was not easily detected.

She asked, "Are any of your good friends among those people?"

He pursed his lips and nodded: "My younger brother."

"Don't worry, you'll see him soon."

Lin Ting patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, his three meals a day have never been more stable than they are now, and he hasn't been cold or beaten. He even has someone to listen to him reminisce about the past."

The backpack trembled slightly; it was his hands shaking.

He looked at Lin Ting and remained silent for a while before handing over the backpack: "Boss Lin, I... I don't actually have any grudge against you. I took the boss's money, and I did whatever he asked me to do."

He spoke in a low voice, as if afraid of being overheard by a third person.

"My brother and I are just small fry who do things for money. Boss Lin, please be magnanimous and don't make things difficult for my brother, okay?"

He was actually very panicked.

When her family was too poor to survive, she took her younger brother and ran away to make a living.

We can't afford to offend Boss Du, and Boss Lin isn't someone to be trifled with either.

The power struggle among the bosses ultimately harms the ordinary people like them.

Actually, the job of delivering money wasn't his, but no one else wanted to do it because, in their eyes, Boss Lin was a remarkable woman who could poke a row of burly men with a single finger.

He took advantage of the fact that no one else dared to come and took the job himself, not because he wanted to run away with the money, but because he wanted to—

"Mr. Lin, my brother loves sweets... There's a packet of sweets in his bag, which I put there myself. Could you please give it to him for me?"

Lin Ting took the backpack and nodded: "Okay, what's your brother's name?"

"Zeng Li".

Lin Ting gave him a reassuring look, indicating that she remembered.

She slung her bag over one shoulder and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll head back to school now."

As they passed each other, Zeng Li's brother whispered, "Be careful tomorrow."

Lin Ting smiled slightly, neither thanking him nor looking at him, as if she hadn't heard what he said at all.

got windy.

a little cold.

The man pulled his military overcoat tighter and walked into the snow and wind of a foreign land with his head down.

……

Fang Deliang looked at the money and the paper with several village names written on it, and then gave Lin Ting a rather strange look: "Boss Lin, at a time like this, you still have the mind to arrange this?"

I called him to meet me at the school gate at 8 p.m., but it turned out to be to give him money and a list of people who donated to build a Hope Primary School.

He thought Lin Ting was finally going to go into hiding!

Lin Ting rubbed his hands together, inwardly complaining that there was no air conditioning in the car and it was freezing cold.

She raised her chin slightly, her gaze unwavering: "Of course, this money and this matter must be dealt with now. If I'm gone tomorrow, then this whole thing will fall through."

Fang Deliang remained silent.

It has to be said that Lin Ting was so embarrassed by his current popularity.

Lin took out a packet of candy from her bag and said, "I also have this packet of candy. Could you please give it to a man named Zeng Li? It was given to him by his brother."

Fang Deliang: "...?"

"No, his brother asked you to deliver something to his younger brother? What was he thinking?"

Lin Ting shrugged: "There's nothing he can do. Who else can he turn to besides me? Maybe..."

Fang Deliang added, "Perhaps he really has no other choice."

Lin Ting: "Maybe I really do look like a good person."

"..."

Fang Deliang really didn't know how to respond. He wiped his face and said, "You should come with me. I've found you a very safe place. Stay there for a few days, and I'll take care of things outside before you come out."

Lin Ting wasn't interested in hiding, but she was very curious about this place: "Where are you looking for?"

"How about the detention center gives you a single cell?" Fang Deliang said, not hiding his smugness.

Lin Ting: "..."

Don't say it, you really don't say it.

This place is really safe enough.

Even if Du Yucheng were eight hundred times more arrogant, he wouldn't dare to venture into this place.

"Thank you."

"Thanking you would be too formal," Fang Deliang said. "Shall we go?"

"Don't go."

Lin Ting couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Fang Deliang clicked his tongue: "Don't be careless. We were prepared the first two times, but this time... To be honest, I don't even know how many people are not under surveillance. If we miss some tough guy, can you handle being stabbed?"

"I can't take it anymore, so Mr. Fang, considering I might get stabbed tomorrow, you—"

"Could you buy me a milk tea?"

Fang Deliang almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"What time is it? You're still in the mood for milk tea?"

Lin Ting: "Strawberry flavor, large cup, less sugar, thank you."

Her composure was so great that Fang Deliang couldn't help but wonder if she had some other tricks up her sleeve.

"Grandma, as long as you're safe, I'll treat you to ten drinks!"

Ten minutes later, Lin Ting arrived at the boys' dormitory building carrying two bags of milk tea.

She looked up at the lights behind the glass for a while, but neither asked a classmate to pass on a message nor made a phone call.

"Jiang-Zong-"

She only called out once.

She wasn't even sure if her voice could travel to the fifth floor and then disappear through the closed window.

If you can't hear me, then never mind.

She had just shouted when a familiar figure flashed past a window on the fifth floor. In an instant, the figure left the window, and then five heads appeared.

As for the first and second floors, almost every window was crowded with people watching the spectacle.

When Jiang Zong ran out, the zipper of his down jacket was not fastened.

He instinctively took the bag from Lin Ting's hand before asking, "Why are you out so late?"

Lin heard: "I just finished talking with Mr. Fang about the Hope Primary School."

Jiang Zong frowned: "Why didn't you tell me?"

"It's not a big deal..."

Lin Ting lowered his head slightly, casually kicked a clump of snow at his feet, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Jiang Zong, I have a few favors to ask of you, is that alright?"