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

The three of them sat there quietly, their eyes fixed on the phones on the table in the private room, the tableware in front of them empty, listening to Lin Tingquan complain on the phone.

One minute... two minutes... five minutes...

Lin Tingquan seemed to be completely engrossed in the conversation, and the topics they discussed were no longer limited to the Lin family. He began to complain about the dreaded things he encountered in his daily work.

Holding a obviously fake glass "Imperial Seal of the State," the "national treasure gang" excitedly approached and shouted, "By the mandate of Heaven, may its reign be long and prosperous!"

There was also a woman who lit a sky lantern to support her male best friend, but her husband refused to pay for it.

The CEO wanted to photograph his mentor's posthumous work as a gift for his mentor's wife, but a young upstart suddenly appeared and deliberately caused trouble.

One outrageous thing after another came out of his mouth. Time passed by, second by second.

The waiter came in once during the meal, and even the way he looked at them had changed.

Why are you just making a phone call and not ordering food?

Are they just here to freeload off the air conditioning?

Their clothes and behavior don't seem to match.

Lin Shi listened to the continuous sounds coming from the phone, which showed no signs of abating.

I truly appreciated Lin Tingquan's ability to make sarcastic remarks.

My initial anger and indignation at the need to increase the commission to 1.5 million have changed.

Gradually, it turned into helplessness and sympathy.

Some even suspected that there might be some special reason why the Lin family had driven their children to this state.

Looking at Ye Cheng and Su Xin, both of them were resting their chins on their hands, listening with great interest.

Lin Shi tightened his belt again.

My poor stomach, you've really suffered. Just bear with it.

Wait a minute, I'll make sure you have a feast. Whatever you want to eat, we'll eat it.

The waiter didn't have the patience to wait any longer.

A moment later, he pushed the door open again, glanced at the still-talking phone on the table, and coughed lightly.

Stop talking, sir. Seriously, let's not chat anymore.

These three gentlemen have been sitting here for over an hour and haven't ordered any food yet.

My manager has started putting pressure on me.

I'm starting to feel the strain.

Although Lin Tingquan was engrossed in the conversation, he still heard the waiter's reminder and gave an awkward smile.

I haven't had a suitable person around me to have a heart-to-heart talk with, so I can only keep it to myself.

But the Yorozuya is different.

First of all, the Yorozuya (Odd Jobs Shop) is inherently secretive.

He has already sent people to investigate the company.

The company does exist in the official system and is located in the core level of a top-tier office building.

He had already sent people to scout ahead, and although there were only a few people, the group was quite well-organized.

Although he had not yet found out the specific shareholders of the company, he could tell from Lin Shi's clothes, speech, and the craftsmanship of his business cards, especially the location of the office building.

This means that the Yorozuya definitely possesses top-tier strength that he couldn't even imagine.

Naturally, I can say a few more words without fear of Lin Shi leaking secrets.

Or perhaps these secrets of yours are just casually discussed toys in other people's eyes.

"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, it's been so long since I've talked to anyone this much, I got a little carried away."

Lin Tingquan said with a hint of apology:

Seeing that Ye Cheng and Su Xin clearly hadn't heard enough and wanted to continue, Lin Shi was completely at a loss.

I could only bite the bullet and comfort Lin Tingquan:

"It's alright, Brother Tingquan."

"We were very happy to hear it!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Tingquan chuckled twice but didn't mention continuing the conversation. Instead, he moved on to the topic Lin Shi was most interested in:

"Thank you, Mr. Lin. Let's talk about the commission."

Upon hearing the word "commission," Lin Shi nearly ground his back teeth to powder.

Oh, so you knew about commissions!

I really thought you had forgotten that you came here to apply for a short drama editor position.

Just as he was about to make a sarcastic remark to Lin Tingquan to avenge his own hunger, an extremely pleasant voice suddenly rang out.

"Mr. Lin, what are your thoughts on the commission? How about the current fee of eight million? If the commission proves difficult, I can increase it further. Any expenses incurred during the process can also be reimbursed."

"No, I have no thoughts at all."

Lin Shi immediately suppressed his previous dissatisfaction, his attitude made a complete 180-degree turn, and he became respectful.

Good heavens! Do wealthy families really value family this much?

Eight million is by no means a small amount.

The last sentence, "reimbursement is available," indicates that the net profit is at least eight million.

If someone were to tamper with it in the middle...

Lin Shi shook his head violently, banishing all those evil methods.

One shouldn't be too greedy. Eight million is enough. Eight million is really enough.

Didn't you see that waiter next to you practically glued his eyes to his phone?

Lin Shi took the initiative to explain the details of the commission:

"Brother Tingquan, when do we plan to start this project?"

"Should the money be paid upfront or later?"

Lin Tingquan sensed his curiosity and said decisively:

"The sooner the better. How about tonight? Come to my house and meet my family."

"As for the payment, is your phone number your WeChat ID? I'll add you on WeChat in a bit. Please accept my request."

"Then send me your card number, and I'll have my accountant transfer the money to you now."

Lin Shi quickly picked up his phone, holding it with both hands, and replied, "Okay, okay!"

Lin Tingquan hung up the phone on his own initiative.

It's okay, making money isn't shameful.

After the call ended, I could finally put my phone away.

After a long day of running around, Lin Shi was really starving.

I quickly asked the waiter to bring out all of the restaurant's specialties.

The three of them waited another half hour. As soon as the dishes were served, they devoured them like hungry wolves.

There was no extra dialogue throughout the entire meal, only a shared love for the food.

This meal took almost an hour to finish.

After eating and drinking their fill, the three of them slumped in their chairs to digest.

Because they ordered a lot of food and the price was high, the waiters not only dared not rush them, but also came in from time to time to ask if they needed any service.

They thoughtfully included a few digestive tablets.

Ye Cheng ate the digestive tablets as if they were candy.

She leaned back in her seat, rubbing her round belly.

Every now and then, he would use it as a ball to bounce around, and he seemed to be having a lot of fun.

Su Xin, in contrast, was much more elegant, sitting there quietly.

However, influenced by Lin Shi and Ye Cheng, I ate too much today and felt a bit dizzy from the carbon dioxide. My eyelids were almost too heavy to keep open, and I felt very sleepy.

While digesting his food, Lin Shi accepted Lin Tingquan's friend request and soon received a transfer notification, along with the address and time of the Lin family's dinner party.

The three of them waited quietly until it was almost time for the Lin family's dinner party in the evening.