Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

When Song Siyuan placed his hand on the table, it happened to land on the ashtray.

Upon hearing the words "Brother Biao," he moved his hand away, looked Jin Li up and down, and asked, "What's up?"

Jin Li took a wad of cash out of his briefcase and tossed it to Song Siyuan: "Brother Biao asked me to give this to you. He wants you to enroll in driving school so you can drive for him in the future."

"The rest is your living expenses for this period of time."

"Drive?" Song Siyuan was taken aback.

Jin Li said, "Brother Biao is going to act. If he makes a name for himself, you'll be his assistant and driver."

"By the way, I'm now working with Brother Biao, so we'll be seeing each other quite often in the future."

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Jin Li, and I used to be Manager Jiang's deputy."

His previous rank was far higher than Song Siyuan's.

It was also much higher than Lin Jianshen, who was in charge of collecting debts.

Song Siyuan was not of a high enough rank to know him.

Song Siyuan extended his hand and shook his, then asked, "So how did you end up hanging out with Brother Biao again?"

Jin Li explained, "After Manager Jiang passed away, I was sidelined for more than two years until I met Brother Biao."

He still feels a dreamlike quality when he recalls Lin Jianshen's phone call.

Lin Jianshen actually asked him to take charge of the daily management work on the cruise ship.

So he was directly entrusted with an important task?

How dare Lin Jianshen do that?

However, Jinli isn't ungrateful; he'll definitely do this job well.

Jinli pulled up a chair and sat down: "Brother Biao got promoted and is giving me a boost... To put it simply, I'm going to work on a cruise ship. He told me to give you the money before I leave."

"By the way, your phone is out of service, otherwise I wouldn't have bothered to come all this way myself."

Song Siyuan dismissed his doubts.

He knew that since Lin Jianshen had been promoted, it was definitely not just about being an actor.

Management has performance requirements for the team.

While this doesn't mean management needs to personally handle performance, given Lin Jianshen's current personality, if he wants to rise to a higher position, he will definitely take action.

Song Siyuan was thinking quickly.

Jin Li added, "Brother Biao said you should register as soon as possible."

"Don't keep writing orders all day long. Your sleep schedule will be all messed up, or you'll end up rotting away in an internet cafe."

Song Siyuan: "Oh, I see."

Jinli stood up: "He also said that if he never makes a name for himself..."

"You should just do what you always have. It's never a loss to learn another skill."

Song Siyuan, with the money in his pocket, said, "Okay, I'll go in a bit."

Jinli walked out of the internet cafe.

Song Siyuan took out 100 yuan and tossed it to Liu Jun, asking him to help top up his phone credit.

After clicking the data usage switch twice, a bunch of messages popped up in WeChat.

After reading it, Song Siyuan smiled and said, "Brother Jun, I have to go now."

"I reckon I'll be working for Brother Biao from now on; he got promoted."

"I probably won't be doing this boosting service anymore."

Liu Jun didn't know what the promotion he was talking about meant, but he understood what he meant.

He waved his hand and said, "Get lost."

"They keep dragging me into running knife battles every day, and they even set KPIs, like how many bird nests I have to touch each day."

He got angrier and angrier as he spoke, "I almost threw up from running like that! Damn it, is the Star of Africa so easy to touch?"

"You talk too much nonsense." Song Siyuan tossed him a hundred yuan. "Take this and have a good meal, buy a few bottles of nutritional drinks. Heh, you'll die on that brothel sooner or later."

Liu Jun waved his hand dismissively: "Get lost."

Song Siyuan walks like a spring, swaying with every step, his rainbow-colored hair bouncing on his head.

Looking at the empty seat next to him, Liu Jun muttered, "It's more liberating to be alone. I haven't played LoL in ages. I wonder if I can still use Kha'Zix to skim the water."

He asked the internet cafe manager to open a package early, then opened League of Legends and played a game.

As a result, his Kha'Zix was completely destroyed by the enemy Kayn.

He made a series of impressive moves, but his score was 0-5, and he even managed to score 15.

In the animation of the crystal exploding, Liu Jun irritably moved the ashtray in front of him and picked out a cigarette butt.

He put it in his mouth and subconsciously turned his head, only to find that Song Siyuan, who was usually in charge of lighting the fire, was not beside him.

He stared at the 3.0 rating in the mouth, a cigarette butt dangling from his lips, and paused for a moment.

Salespeople rely on their youth for their jobs, and he's already 26; his reaction time and energy are declining rapidly.

They can no longer compete with those young people.

The praying mantis is his signature hero, and also an old hero.

Back when Jisu Internet Cafe had just opened, League of Legends was all the rage, and the internet cafe even hosted a league.

He used Kha'Zix's Blink E to instantly kill the enemy AD, then used a quick flick to kill the support and mid laner, turning the tide of the game.

The crowd cheered loudly.

He also won 500 yuan in internet fees.

He felt like a praying mantis, both old.

A thought suddenly flashed through Liu Jun's mind—he knew why Song Siyuan always made him choose bee veterinarians.

Song Siyuan knew he couldn't keep up with the reaction.

So this kid kept praising, "Brother Jun, your special skill, the Hacky Bee, is amazing!"

"Good breasts, good breasts, much bigger than your own."

While choosing Dragon and Uluru, he took on all the damage output himself.

"Holy crap, how come I never thought of that before?"

He exclaimed in surprise, then looked down at his sweatpants, which had several holes in them.

Because it rarely sees sunlight, the exposed skin has a sickly pale color, and the tuft of leg hair on it is slightly yellowish.

He paused, then muttered something nonsensical: "It's okay, I'm a guy with worn-out pants."

"These are trivial matters, they don't touch my heart."

"I can manage on my own."

He tossed aside his cigarette butt, opened Delta Electronics again, and hesitated for a few seconds while selecting people.

He didn't choose the bee doctor, but instead chose the Weilong that Song Siyuan often used when forming teams.

This kid likes to pick Uluru when he's solo queuing, he gets a silver coin.

As Liu Jun selected the men, he cursed, "Little silver coin, you didn't even leave your lighter behind when you left."

With a "thud," a disposable plastic roller lighter was tossed onto the table.

Song Siyuan's voice came from behind: "Who are you calling a 'bastard'?"

Liu Jun slowly turned around, raising his eyebrows: "You didn't leave?"

Song Siyuan put one hand on his chair and then leaned on it.

The chair slid forward with Liu Jun, until the armrest got stuck on the row of computer desks.

"Brother Biao instructed me to take you to take your driver's license test."

Liu Jun asked in surprise, "I don't have any money."

Song Siyuan patted an opaque plastic bag he'd somehow acquired: "Isn't this a sign of wealth?"

Liu Jun asked in surprise, "Didn't he pay me for doing him a favor last time? Why is he paying me to take my driver's license test again?"

Song Siyuan spread his hands and shrugged: "I don't know. You can ask him yourself when you have the chance to see him."

Liu Jun remained silent.

After a long pause, he finally said, "What can I do with a driver's license?"

Song Siyuan said, "Brother Biao said there's only one driver. What if he has to take leave? We need a replacement."

Liu Jun asked, "Brother Biao, did you strike it rich?"

Song Siyuan said, "You've been promoted."

Even if the management on the casino ship does nothing, they can still earn tens of thousands, or perhaps more, a month just by collecting commissions from their subordinates.

But Song Siyuan couldn't say this to Liu Jun.

Liu Jun muttered, "Brother Biao is a fool too, he has money but doesn't keep it for himself."

"I've been out of touch with the outside world for a long time."

Song Siyuan slapped his head: "Stop talking so much nonsense. Come with me to have breakfast, then find a place to take a bath and change your clothes."

Liu Jun said, "I just opened the package a while ago."

"You deserve to rot here, you fucking bastard." Song Siyuan cursed as he shut down his computer.

"Brother Biao said the pay is generous. After you get your driver's license, just rent a place and rest quietly to recover."

"If he makes a name for himself, we'll follow him; if not, you can stay here and rot."

Liu Jun muttered, "I need to take a break. I always get a sore neck from sleeping on this sofa in the internet cafe."

"I'm starting to suspect that my cervical spine is about to give out."

Song Siyuan said, "You fucking have more confidence. Drop the word 'doubt'."

"By the way, your Kha'Zix play was really bad just now. What kind of Kha'Zix starts with F6? You deserved to get smashed."

Liu Jun got impatient: "You don't know anything! F6 has the shortest respawn time. I'm controlling the respawn rate of the jungle monsters."

Song Siyuan walked with a swaying gait: "Oh my, a master with a 0-5 score, a master who accidentally surrendered."

"Don't you fucking run away, I challenge you to a duel..." Liu Jun chased after him.

When Jin Li boarded the cruise ship, Lin Jianshen and Xia Tingwan had already been on board for about ten days.