Hong Kong variety show: Hung Hing, are you contributing to society?

The man inside the car had a slightly rustic buzz cut, dark skin, and a somewhat honest-looking face, but his eyes revealed a shrewdness and laziness typical of the common people.

He declared matter-of-factly, "Please! Miss, look carefully, I got on the bus first! Of course I get to sit!"

"You!" The short-haired beauty blushed with anger. She clearly came from a wealthy family and rarely encountered such unreasonable people. "That's because you pushed me down! Don't you have any manners at all?!"

"It's your own fault for not standing properly, what does it have to do with me? Let go, I'm in a hurry!" The man curled his lip in disdain and tried to slam the car door shut.

"Damn! Are you trying to scam me?"

"Who cares if you pay me back! I want you to apologize to me!" The short-haired beauty held onto the car door tightly, refusing to back down.

Her stubbornness also came to the fore.

"I didn't do anything wrong, why should I apologize to you? You're crazy!" Seeing that reasoning with him was useless, the man also got angry and suddenly used all his strength to pull and slam the car door shut with a "bang".

At the same time, he shouted to the driver, "Driver, drive fast! Ignore her!"

"Ouch!" The car door slipped from her hand, and the short-haired beauty twisted her finger. She cried out in pain and instinctively let go, feeling a sharp pain in her wrist.

The whole process happened very quickly, taking only a minute or two.

Lin Yaodong, standing not far away, took in all of this.

He frowned almost imperceptibly, displeased by this lack of basic manners.

More importantly, his acts of "seeing injustice on the road" would occasionally trigger the charity system, earning him some unexpected rewards.

Although the rewards are sometimes there and sometimes not, they are always something to look forward to.

He turned his head slightly and gave Gao Jin a look.

Gao Jin immediately understood. Without any hesitation, he swiftly stepped forward like a cheetah and stood directly in front of the taxi that had just started and was about to enter the traffic. His tall figure blocked the way like a wall.

squeak--

The taxi driver was startled and instinctively slammed on the brakes, the tires screeching as they rubbed against the pavement.

The driver, still shaken, leaned out of the car window, about to yell, "You bastard, are you looking for death?!" But when he saw Gao Jin's cold face, sharp eyes, and the dangerous aura emanating from him, he swallowed the curse back.

These seasoned drivers are masters of reading people and know who to mess with and who to absolutely avoid.

The person in front of us clearly belongs to the latter category.

The man in the back seat who had tried to steal the car, seeing that it had been stopped, became both anxious and annoyed. He rolled down the window, stuck his head out, and impatiently shouted, "Hey! What's going on up there?! I'm in a hurry! If you're going to get yourself killed, at least find another car!"

Gao Jin didn't bother with any nonsense. He walked directly to the back door and stared at the man's face through the car window with his cold gaze.

The driver was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

Then, under Gao Jin's powerful aura, before the man in the back seat could react, Gao Jin had already opened the car door, leaned in, grabbed the man's collar, and easily pulled him out of the car like a chick, pressing him to the side of the road.

"Hey! What... what do you want to do? Trying to hit someone in broad daylight? I'm warning you, I've called the police!" The man was intimidated by Gao Jin's imposing manner and shouted in a show of bravado, trying to struggle, but found that the other man's arm was as strong as an iron clamp.

At the same time, Lin Yaodong slowly walked up to the short-haired beauty.

He noticed that the expected system notification tone did not sound.

Is it because the scale of this "charity" was too small?

Or is the target person not suitable?

Or perhaps... this uncertainty stirred a subtle irritation within him, which also deepened his displeasure with the man who stole the car.

"Miss, are you alright?" Lin Yaodong composed himself and asked gently, his gaze falling on her slightly reddened wrist.

"No...it's nothing, I just twisted it a little." The short-haired beauty subconsciously rubbed her wrist, looked up at Lin Yaodong, her eyes filled with surprise and gratitude, as well as a hint of doubt.

To her surprise, in this increasingly indifferent society, someone would so quickly step forward to help her out of a predicament.

What's puzzling is that the person who helped her had an extraordinary air about them and didn't seem like the type to meddle in such matters.

When she finally saw Lin Yaodong's face clearly, she couldn't help but exclaim: Wow, what a handsome guy!

His deep eyes and straight nose combined to create a very charming face, especially when paired with those gold-rimmed glasses, which added a touch of elegance and mystery.

Her cheeks involuntarily felt slightly warm.

Lin Yaodong pointed to the man being held captive by Gao Jin and said calmly, "I've stopped the car for you. How you handle it is up to you."

The short-haired woman snapped out of her brief daze and quickly thanked her, "Th-thank you!"

She extended her hand and introduced herself with grace and confidence: "My name is Long Jiwen!"

Long Jiwen? That name... sounds familiar... Lin Yaodong's heart stirred, but he remained outwardly calm. He reached out and gently shook hands with Long Jiwen. The touch was delicate, and they parted after a brief moment, maintaining a polite distance.

"It was nothing, no need to be so polite. My name is Lin Yaodong."

"Lin Yaodong..." Long Jiwen repeated the name softly, as if trying to recall something.

At that very moment, a thought suddenly flashed through Lin Yaodong's mind.

Long Jiwen!

Isn't this one of the confidantes of the male protagonist Fong Chin-bo in the classic Hong Kong drama "The Greed of Man" that he remembers?

That straightforward, passionate, and outspoken daughter of a wealthy businessman from Taiwan!

I just ran into "Little Jew" Nguyen Mai yesterday, and today I've run into Lung Kei Man?

This coincidence is just too much... Could it be that the world, or rather, Hong Kong, is intersecting with those classic film and television characters in a peculiar way?

Just then, Long Jiwen suddenly seemed to remember something important, stomped her foot, and let out a frustrated cry: "Oh no! I have to catch a flight! To Taiwan! Handsome, I'll thank you next time, bye!"

She finished speaking quickly, ignoring the pain in her wrist and the bastard who stole her car, and hurriedly opened the taxi door and jumped in.

The taxi driver breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the commotion seemed to have subsided.

However, just as the car started moving, Long Jiwen rolled down the window, sticking out his bright smiling face and calling out to Lin Yaodong, "Hey! Lin Yaodong! Where do you live? When I get back from Taiwan, I'll definitely treat you to a meal to thank you properly!"

Looking at her energetic demeanor, Lin Yaodong couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing; the girl's personality did indeed match the image he remembered.

He smiled and replied loudly, "18 Russell Street, Causeway Bay."

He gave the address of his apartment building.

"18 Russell Street, Causeway Bay! Okay! I got it!" Lung Kei-man nodded vigorously and waved to him. The taxi then sped up and merged into the traffic, quickly turning the corner and disappearing from sight.

The gentle smile on Lin Yaodong's face gradually faded. He turned around, and when his gaze fell on Gao Jin and the restrained man, it had become calm and profound. He walked over slowly.

"Dare to bully people right under my nose...Are you tired of living?"