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Chapter 306 The police asked me to pass on a message to you

The service is a fake all-inclusive package: bathing, massage, and acupressure, but it can't actually do anything; the transformation into a dragon has failed.

A genuine one-stop service, from police, courts, and prisons, directly detaining the suspects from arrest to sentencing.

Fortunately, no one contacted the funeral industry in Jiangning, otherwise it would truly be a one-stop service from birth to death. Of course, it's also possible that they did contact them, but they were too embarrassed to come forward.

After all, even if such organizations have official accounts, they generally wouldn't go out of their way to leave random comments in other people's comment sections.

There's no way around it; that's just how customs are in China. Except for funeral homes and hospitals, you can shout and solicit customers in any other business, but you can't in these two places, or you'll easily get beaten up.

Li Shiya's comment section was flooded with various official accounts, creating chaos, but Lin Mo's residence was unusually quiet.

Clearly, after his previous drawings of knives passed through the money detector smoothly, everyone in the room sensed that something was seriously wrong.

At first, everyone thought it was just a unique hobby of an art enthusiast, but the moment the banknotes went through the banknote detector, things began to change.

From being an art enthusiast to becoming a potential criminal, the two seem worlds apart, but in reality, they are only a fine line apart.

It used to be about being moved and touched, but now it's like the saying goes, "If you make a move, you'll lose your life," so people are too afraid to even try.

'slap slap'

In the end, He Xiaoyue was the first to react and launched the "Chinese Passive" attack on the banknote detector.

"Is this money counter broken? Or are you trying to fool us with real money, Lin Mo?"

Class monitor Wang Jing nodded: "I have a feeling it's gone wrong. Lin Mo, draw a single-sided one and let's try again!"

Chuanmei and Wang Chu didn't speak, but just looked at each other. Based on their understanding of Lin Mo, if he said he drew it himself, then he drew it himself. Besides, it would be understandable to exchange a few US dollars, but there were dozens of currencies here. It didn't look like he went to the bank to exchange them. Only someone with a lot of free time would do something like that!
Soon, Lin Mo drew a single-sided image of a US dollar, which He Xiaoyue snatched and put into the money counter.

With a "beep," the money detector jammed, indicating that counterfeit money was present.

Everyone:.
If the money detector is working properly, then the problem lies with the banknotes in their hands. With that thought, the group looked at the banknotes in their hands, and their breathing became heavy.

It's normal. Any normal person would have some different thoughts in this situation. After all, we are all ordinary people, and who doesn't want to get rich?

Fortunately, the group was of good character. Director Wang spoke first, saying, "Old Mo, we can't make mistakes. Maybe you should just forget about this special skill of yours."

“It’s Lao Mo. You’re making a good living at your restaurant now, and we’re still working together, right? My income is pretty good now, and you’re not short of money, so there’s no need for that!” Chuan Mei chimed in from the side.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but laugh and wave his hand: "What are you thinking? You really think I'm going to expand and become stronger? Don't be silly!"

In China, there is simply no room for this kind of business to develop. Not to mention that he has the ability to make money now, and quite a bit, even without cheats, he wouldn't use this method to make money.

"There's no turning back now, Lin Mo is being watched," He Xiaoyue said to the group while holding her phone.

Seeing that the video that the Sichuan girl had just uploaded had been flooded with comments from various official sources, the group couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment.

"Hey, are you alright? Should we take the video down? Don't let it affect your account," Lin Mo said to Chuan Mei.

This video was originally intended to explain why the broadcast was suddenly cut off, but it didn't turn out to be an explanation and instead made things worse.

Being forced to stop streaming isn't a big deal, since the Sichuan girl is familiar with the administrators and can easily smooth things over with a little tact. But if her account gets banned, then she's finished.

It's worth noting that an account with nearly three million followers, extremely high popularity, and such great potential is truly a golden goose.

This single account alone could support a small company, and the profits would be substantial.

"I'm fine. If the work violated regulations, the review committee would take it down. They can't ban my account. Since it hasn't been taken down yet, it means there's nothing seriously wrong with my video."

"Besides, look across the entire internet, how many video accounts have been banned? Most of them just collapsed because they couldn't update anymore." Chuanmei waved her hand, not worried at all.

Lin Mo and his colleagues, being outsiders, might not understand, but as someone who runs a self-media platform, he certainly knows that unless it's a particularly serious violation that causes a huge impact, accounts are almost never banned.

"That's good. At worst, I can draw a few single-sided knife illustrations for you, which you can give to your fans." Lin Mo was relieved to hear this.

After all, if Chuanmei, as the owner of the account, isn't worried, what is he worried about?

"These are all minor issues for me. You should worry about yourself. Judging from the comments, you might be under Uncle Hat's nose. He might come knocking on your door at any time. You'd better be careful," Chuanmei said with some concern.

After all, he's just a blogger. At worst, the videos can be taken down without even an apology. Besides, he's recently gained notoriety for helping families find their children. He has no messy private life, no fabricated persona, and no criminal record. What does he have to be afraid of?

"You're not afraid? Then I'm not afraid either. Anyway, the video was posted through Li Shiya's account. I'm not a blogger. Even if the police want to find me, they should look for you first. At worst, I, a painter, will just perish." Lin Mo spread his hands, not flustered at all.

If all else fails, just destroy all of these things and never do anything again. What's there to be afraid of? He doesn't make a living from social media anyway.

Upon hearing this, the Sichuan girl's eyes widened: "Holy crap, I've been made a scapegoat?"

Fortunately, everyone knew what was going on and didn't panic. They figured they could just cooperate with the investigation.

At noon, the five of them went out for lunch together. In the afternoon, Director Wang went back to edit the video and prepare to summarize the information of the families searching for relatives from the live broadcast in the morning, while Chuanmei went to find a lawyer to draft an agreement.

Chuanmei kept her word, and the two agreed to split the profits from the videos of searching for relatives through sketches 30/70, with Chuanmei receiving 70% and Lin Mo 30%. Lin Mo's earnings from video donations would also be split 30/70, but with Lin Mo receiving 70% and Chuanmei 30%, and those he didn't participate in would not receive any share.

Don't think that Chuanmei is losing out, because Lin Mo doesn't participate in many videos usually, and has only done two live streams so far. Moreover, Chuanmei has also built up her own fan base.

Initially, Chuanmei planned to split the profits 50/50 between the two of them, but that wouldn't work, wouldn't that make them accomplices?

It's better to have a hierarchy, and besides, he never intended to participate in the profit sharing in the first place, since he also had his own business to run; it was just that Chuanmei insisted. In the afternoon, cousin Su He started interviewing waitresses who came to Lin Mo's shop. They were all good-looking female college students, starting at 165cm tall, the prettier the better.

Five hundred yuan a day is a really good wage. You know, these days, the average college student who goes out to do part-time work, like handing out flyers, only earns about one hundred yuan a day. Some even have to take a cut, so they might only get seventy or eighty yuan.

But that kind of work is so tiring, exposed to the wind and sun. It's different inside the restaurant; it's relaxed, and there's air conditioning. There are only three tables, so there's not much work to do.

So there were quite a few applicants, mostly seniors, because many seniors don't have classes and have a lot of free time.

If I get selected, working four days a month and earning two thousand yuan a month would be quite good.

Of course, there are also recruitment requirements. The height must be no less than 165 cm, the figure must be slim, not fat, and those with good image and temperament are given priority.

Fortunately, Su He is a woman. If Lin Mo, a man, had gone to recruit her, the girl might have thought he was doing something illegal.

Soon, there were only seven people left in the shop, including Su He. Six of them were female college students from several universities in the university town, and they were all quite tall and good-looking.

The reason we're hiring six people is because they won't be starting work until next Wednesday. If someone can't make it at the last minute, someone has to do the work; we need to ensure at least four people are available.

Besides, Liu Ruyan has already booked two tables, and the third table is pending. If there are three tables of guests, we can manage even with more people.

As a seasoned veteran who has worked in society for many years, Su He is completely at ease with this kind of work.

"Alright, then it's set for the six of you for now. I'll create a group chat later, so if any of you have something come up, remember to let me know in advance."

Our restaurant serves high-end private cuisine and is only open on Wednesdays. The daily wage is 500 yuan. There are three private rooms on the second floor, and usually all three rooms are not fully booked. So your job is very easy; you just serve food and clean.

Because it's a daily wage, I recruit every week. Of course, if you do well, you can stay for a fixed term.

If you are unable to come due to unforeseen circumstances, you can recommend your classmates, but we have requirements regarding appearance.

Okay, if anyone has any questions, please ask.

Su He looked at the six girls and asked them a question. It was obvious that she had already explained everything clearly, and the six girls had nothing more to ask.

Su He then led the girls around the restaurant, created a group chat, added them all, reimbursed their round-trip travel expenses, and sent them home.

Of course, this is only for this one time. On the day of work, travel expenses will not be reimbursed, since you will receive a salary then.

As a college student who works part-time to support herself, Su He wouldn't skimp on such a small amount of money. At least she could gain a good reputation, making it easier to find a job in the future.

This is what they call spending a little money to achieve great things. There's no need to care so much about such a small amount of profit; the round-trip travel expenses for six people only amount to a hundred or so yuan.

Having finished the recruitment work, Su He stretched and prepared to go see her cousin and chat with him about restaurant management.

Meanwhile, Lin Mo spent the whole afternoon at home reading "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" and didn't draw any more US dollars. He was being watched, so it was better to keep a low profile.

I glanced at the messages in the class group chat and saw that our counselor, Jiang Tao, had posted about the school's job fair next month. Companies would be coming to the school to recruit, and interested students should prepare accordingly. She also recommended a few good companies.

Before we know it, the fall recruitment season for seniors is almost here, which means that a significant number of students will be able to find jobs through job fairs and stay until they graduate next year.

Of course, those who don't want to go can stay at school and focus on preparing their graduation thesis, since they have already done internships.

Lin Mo only glanced at the information casually. In the past, this would have been a big deal for him, but now he certainly wouldn't go to the job fair.

Why not run a restaurant properly instead of going out and doing something like a beast of burden? Chuanmei and Director Wang probably won't leave either; they've reached an agreement. I just don't know how the class monitor and He Xiaoyue will choose, especially the class monitor. They've just started to have a bit of a relationship; are they going to be forced into a long-distance relationship?

'bang bang bang'

"Old Mo, it's me, open the door!"

Just as I was thinking this, there was a sudden knock on the living room door, and then I heard Chuanmei's voice from outside.

Lin Mo wasn't surprised by this; he assumed that Chuanmei had found a lawyer, drafted a contract, and wanted him to sign it.
Sure enough, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Chuanmei standing at the door, but her expression was not good.

Just as Lin Mo was about to ask, he noticed that behind Chuan Mei were two police officers, a man and a woman, who were also wearing police uniforms. He recognized one of them; she was Zhao Yun, a woman with short hair, who was both cool and sassy, ​​and who had defeated Wang Chu several times, causing him to suffer three blows.

"Hello, this is the Nancheng District Public Security Bureau of Jiangning City. Are you Lin Mo? We need your cooperation in an investigation," Zhao Yun, dressed in a police uniform, said with a smile, while also showing her identification.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo asked, "Sister Yun, why are you still here?"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Yun quickly raised her hand and gestured for him to stop, saying, "It is forbidden to get too close to public officials handling cases. I am on duty now, please address me by my position!"

Just kidding, you finally ended up in my hands, who's going to try and get close to you!
Lin Mo: ? ? ?
"Police officer, ma'am?"

Zhao Yun: (艹皿艹)
Looking at her body camera, which was already switched on, Zhao Yun clenched her fist and said through gritted teeth, "Just call me Officer Zhao or Captain Zhao."

The young male police officer next to her, who was also not much older and looked a little younger than Zhao Yun, was blushing and trying his best to hold back his laughter, afraid that he would be punished by the captain. At the same time, he was mentally labeling Lin Mo as audacious.

Fortunately, Zhao Yun was on duty at the time and had her body camera on. If it had been after get off work, he wouldn't have fared any better than Director Wang. After all, Yun's anger was no joke, and he didn't have Director Wang's physique.

Seeing this, Lin Mo pulled the Sichuan girl into the living room and whispered, "Was it you who led the police here?"

Sichuan girl: "The police asked me to pass on a message to you, Lao Mo, surrender."

Zhao Yun: "Hey, I heard you!"

(End of this chapter)