Aren't we friends? Why are you rushing at me?

Lin Shi drove towards the company, the car silent. Ye Cheng clutched the paid leave slip, staring at it intently, without uttering a word for a long time.

"Ye Cheng, please don't mind it."

"They only want to make a living because you work too fast. It's not that they dislike you."

Seeing Ye Cheng's listless appearance, Lin Shi lost all interest in pretending to be a big shot.

As the saying goes, it's most satisfying when you're showing off and your buddies are upset. But if your buddies are genuinely upset, you should still offer them some comfort.

"Besides, it's paid leave. We're getting it for free, it's awesome!"

"I came here specifically to tell you about this."

"Brother, I started a company. Although I didn't pay for any of the premises or capital, I still have the authority to hire someone and pay their salary."

"From now on, you'll work for me. You can cheat as much as you want, I promise I won't say anything!"

As he spoke, Lin Shi slowly stepped on the brakes and smoothly brought the car to a stop on the side of the road. He took out his phone and showed the photos he had taken when he arrived at the company that morning.

I just thought the company's interior design was pretty nice and wanted to take some pictures to remember it by, but I never expected it would come in handy now.

Lin Shi handed his phone to Ye Cheng, trying to increase the credibility of his words:

"How about that? Pretty impressive, huh? This whole territory is ours. We have over a hundred men under us. Who would have thought we'd end up as bosses?"

As he spoke, he swiped through his phone screen, pulling up one company photo after another.

Ye Cheng seemed to have recovered from the sadness of being "fired," and her eyes began to shine again.

Lin Shi continued flipping through the photo album until he reached the pictures of his office. Pointing to one corner, he said:

"Let's get a game console sometime. If we don't want to work anymore, we can play games together. It'll be paid."

"As for the work, let our subordinates do it all. Just pay him a high salary, and he might even thank us."

While casually uttering extremely "devilish" words, Lin Shi even deliberately winked.

Ye Cheng looked at Lin Shi's mischievous little face and instantly laughed, handing the phone back to Lin Shi:

"Brother Lin, you're too mean."

After saying that, as if recalling something, he looked at Lin Shi with a serious expression and said:

"I heard from my master that someone like you would have been used to hang streetlights in ancient times, so you'd better be careful."

Seeing Ye Cheng's serious expression, Lin Shi had no doubt about the truth of her words. He shuddered and quickly waved his hand in refusal.

"How could that be? I was just saying, just saying."

Then, uncheck all game bundles ordered on your phone.

Just as he was about to speak again, he noticed a figure suddenly appear in front of the vehicle.

He was quite old, with a scraggly white beard, and was holding onto a cane with one hand and the hood of a sports car with the other.

Then he slowly collapsed.

Lin Shi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned to look at Ye Cheng, his eyes still filled with fear. Ye Cheng also looked back at him in disbelief.

Is this a staged accident?

This happened in broad daylight, with his car parked on the side of the road.

A head-on clash?

They're quite safety-conscious! Not taking any risks at all!!!

After staring at each other for 0.25 seconds, the two simultaneously unbuckled their seatbelts and flew towards the elderly man.

"Sir, sir. Are you alright? I have a 360-degree car surveillance camera; there's no money to be made in a staged accident."

Lin Shi spoke up, trying to persuade the old man to get up.

The old man didn't make a sound.

Lin Shi was somewhat surprised to see the old man remaining motionless.

That's quite the acting for faking an accident. He's completely still, like he's dead.

Tsk tsk tsk, look at that, his face is starting to turn blue. And blood is starting to trickle from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the old man's increasingly strange expression, Lin Shi instantly realized:

No, this is what it means to tear.

"Ye Cheng!!! Help!!!"

As Lin Shi shouted, he quickly pulled out his phone and dialed for help.

Without any hesitation, Ye Cheng rushed to the old man the moment she saw that his face looked off and began to check on his condition.

Before Lin Shi could relay the information to the paramedics, Ye Cheng quickly ran to the car, grabbed a handbag, and pulled out a small silver needle box. With a flick of her fingers, the lid popped open, revealing dozens of silver needles of varying lengths neatly arranged.

Before Lin Shi could react, the old man had already been turned into a hedgehog by the needles.

Lin Shi watched Ye Cheng's movements, his lips twitching slightly.

Is this really scientific? Shouldn't they find a quiet environment first, disinfect the needle, or something?

Lin Shi shook his head sharply, trying to bring his thoughts back to the present.

There was no other way due to the emergency.

Then they planned to continue reporting the information to the paramedics.

The old man, however, seemed to have taken some kind of magic pill and sprang up from the ground.

Her face was no longer pale, her back was no longer sore, and her legs no longer hurt. With the silver needles still attached to her body, she began to jump and hop around again.

Lin Shi watched the old man's lively movements, then glanced at Ye Cheng's unsurprised expression.

Is this really true?

Ye Cheng, do you really not have any special abilities?

This is something that acupuncture can no longer solve.

And this is way too perfect! Why is he starting to jump high? The needle's still in his head!

Lin Shi looked at the scene before him, a scene that any doctor could utter in a high-pitched "H-C" tone upon seeing.

Countless complaints flooded my mind.

The phone kept ringing with the urgent calls from paramedics:

"Sir, sir. Where are you now? Sir, are you alright?"

"Okay, okay. Everyone's being a little too nice."

Upon hearing the urging, Lin Shi quickly replied, giving the street address.

Seeing how energetic the old man was, I quietly added, "No need to rush, just take your time."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Shi invited the old man to the passenger seat.

Because the vehicle only had two seats, Ye Cheng could only stand by the passenger side door and squat on the ground to check on the old man's condition.

Lin Shi stood to one side, beginning to carefully consider what had just happened:

I didn't see any elderly people when I parked. It feels like they appeared randomly.

Moreover, isn't the timing of the onset of the illness and the treatment a bit too fast? It's like something out of a script.

Countless questions flooded his mind. Lin Shi turned to look at Ye Cheng, who was still showing concern for the old man, and suddenly realized:

He patted Ye Cheng on the shoulder and said softly:

"Keep it up, Ke Cheng!"

Ye Cheng looked up curiously, blinked, and didn't understand why Lin Shi had suddenly changed her surname.

Lin Shi ignored her curious gaze and continued to expand his thoughts in his mind.

According to the novel's plot, the next person to arrive should be either a CEO or a young girl, and there should be some family conflicts that need to be resolved.

Wait a minute, Ye Cheng is a girl, what if a boy shows up?