We offered you a summer job, but you went and became a mercenary?

the next day.

weekend.

There were no advanced mathematics classes, and no annoying roll call from the Abbess Miejue.

Lin Ye slept until the sun was high in the sky, and didn't wake up naturally until noon.

He threw back the covers, changed into an extremely smooth silk nightgown, and stretched in front of the panoramic floor-to-ceiling window.

Press the call bell on the wall.

Less than three minutes later, the doorbell rang.

The top-notch butler team of Cloud Imperial View pushed three food carts in.

The head butler, wearing white gloves, was extremely respectful, bowing at a ninety-degree angle.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Lin."

"Today we have prepared for you air-freighted Alba white truffles, paired with A5 grade Wagyu beef, and top-quality Beluga caviar from the Caspian Sea."

The butler lifted the lid of the plate.

An extremely rich aroma wafted out.

Lin Ye pulled out a chair, sat down, and picked up his knife and fork.

He never followed any aristocratic etiquette when eating; he simply cut off a large piece of Wagyu beef and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"The cooking is alright." Lin Ye chewed a couple of times, then pointed to the small jar of dark-colored stuff next to him. "Can we use this caviar to mix with rice? It's a bit salty to eat it like this."

The housekeeper was taken aback for a moment, then quickly took out his notebook and wrote it down.

"Understood. Immediately instruct the kitchen to prepare a pot of Wuchang rice from Northeast China, mixed with caviar, and serve it to you."

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the housekeeping team quickly cleaned up and left.

Lin Ye wiped his mouth and strolled into the specially renovated e-sports room in the 1,200-square-meter penthouse.

The top-of-the-line computer, which cost 500,000 yuan to assemble, was flashing RGB lights.

Fluorescent green coolant flowed through the pipes of the water-cooling system.

Lin Ye nestled into the extremely soft genuine leather gaming chair and pressed the power button.

Boots up in three seconds.

The building's network is a military-grade 10-gigabit fiber optic connection specially approved by the National Security Bureau, with latency always below 3ms.

Lin Ye clicked on a recently popular massively multiplayer online game.

Log in to your account.

He directly opened the recharge interface.

I randomly entered a few zeros and scanned the code to pay.

A few minutes later, a monster player with top-tier pay-to-win effects appeared on the cross-server battlefield in the game region.

Lin Ye controlled his character and charged into the enemy's ranks.

The keyboard was being pounded loudly.

Skills were used indiscriminately.

With maxed-out divine gear and zero-latency internet, it's a complete game-changer.

Kill notifications kept popping up on the screen.

The opposing team's wealthy players were so badly killed that they couldn't even leave the respawn point, and they started spamming the world chat with messages.

"Who the hell is that?! Are they cheating?!"

"I spent 100,000 yuan on in-game currency, and I couldn't even withstand one of his attacks?"

"Give me your coordinates if you dare! Let's meet in real life!"

Lin Ye looked at the insults on the public screen, typed a reply with one hand.

"Jiangcheng College of Arts and Sciences, come find me if you dare."

After sending that message, he immediately blocked those rich players on the other side and continued to camp at the respawn point to kill them.

We played until 4 PM.

Lin Ye was feeling a bit bored.

Slaying weaker opponents is fine to do occasionally, but doing it for too long can make you sleepy.

He quit the game, leaned back in his gaming chair, and picked up his phone to browse around.

Open WeChat Moments.

I swiped down twice.

Lin Ye's fingers suddenly stopped.

The screen displays a post that was published less than ten minutes ago.

Posted by: Mom.

The accompanying image is an extremely blurry photograph.

In the photo, a dilapidated electric scooter lies overturned next to the curb, its basket severely deformed and its shell shattered on the ground.

Several steamed buns, flattened by the wheels, were scattered on the ground, along with spilled white porridge from the thermos.

The accompanying text was only a short sentence.

"What a bad day! Not only did my car get hit, but my boss also docked my perfect attendance bonus. I'll only be able to eat plain noodles tonight."

The only sound in the gaming room was the extremely faint whirring of the computer case fans.

The languid look on Lin Ye's face vanished instantly.

Last night, he spent 1 billion dollars on top-grade medicinal herbs in international waters and casually made 7.5 billion US dollars in side profits from a chemical plant.

The vault is now piled high with pure gold bars, enough to make even the finest Wagyu beef taste stale.

As a result, his own mother got hit by a car while trying to earn a few dozen yuan for perfect attendance, and had to stay at home eating plain noodles at night.

Lin Ye exited WeChat and directly made a video call to his mother, Chen Hui.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

The screen is lagging a bit.

Lin Ye immediately spotted the old factory-owned residential compound in the background, where he had lived for twenty years.

A large, yellowish-brown water stain was on the ceiling, with water droplets dripping down.

There were three enamel basins with peeling paint and two red plastic buckets on the ground.

Water droplets hit the basin, making a crisp sound.

Chen Hui quickly tilted her phone camera down to avoid the leaking ceiling and forced a smile.

"Son, didn't you go out to play this weekend?"

Lin Ye suppressed his anger.

"Mom, what's wrong with the house? Is it leaking? Why haven't you called someone to fix it?"

Chen Hui waved her hand dismissively.

"It's an old building, the pipes are worn out. Your dad has already contacted the property management. If they can't fix it, they can just put a plastic sheet over it. How's your food at school? Do you have enough money?"

Lin Ye looked at the large bowl that Chen Hui was holding.

Inside was a bowl of thin, watery noodles, without a single green vegetable, let alone a drop of sesame oil.

Lin Ye took a deep breath.

"What happened to the electric scooter you posted on your WeChat Moments? Was anyone injured?"

Chen Hui put down the bowl and sighed.

"Don't even mention it. I was rushing to work this morning, and when I was turning at the intersection, a black sedan was going too fast and grazed me."

"I'm fine, but the thermos container broke and the steamed buns got dirty."

Lin Ye gripped the edge of his phone tightly.

"Did the driver get out and pay compensation?"

"What money do I have to pay?" Chen Hui gave a bitter smile. "He was driving a Mercedes-Benz. He got out, pointed his finger at me, and yelled at me, saying I was blind and had scratched his paint. I was afraid he'd make me pay, so I didn't dare say a word. After he finished yelling, he drove off."

"My boss deducted 200 yuan from my full attendance bonus for the month because I was late," Chen Hui said with some distress. "Today was truly an unlucky day."

After listening, Lin Ye neither got angry nor yelled.

He directly turned on the screen recording function on his phone and recorded what Chen Hui had just said.

A Mercedes-Benz?

Did they slash someone and then curse at them?

Hit-and-run?

Another bad debt that workers have to collect has been added to their ledgers.

"Mom, you and Dad should pack up the important things in the house." Lin Ye said calmly.

"Why are you packing your things?" Chen Hui was stunned.

"I'll go back tomorrow to pick you up and bring you to Jiangcheng."

"Oh dear, why did you come to Jiangcheng? The round-trip high-speed rail ticket costs several hundred yuan!" Chen Hui exclaimed anxiously. "It's not easy for you to study away from home, so don't waste your money. Mom has money; I'll transfer 500 yuan to you via WeChat later. Go get something nice to eat this weekend."

Lin Ye made up a reason on the spot.

"I'm doing a part-time job in Jiangcheng. My boss is a rich and gullible guy; he gave me a huge bonus. I've also found a place to stay."

Chen Hui looked distressed.

"Were you handing out flyers under the scorching sun again? Or were you working as a waiter at a restaurant?"

"Earn some money from your summer job to buy your own clothes, don't send it home to help your family, you hear me!"

Lin Ye was too lazy to explain any further.

"I'll be home tomorrow morning. You can pack your things."

After saying that, Lin Ye hung up the video call immediately, giving Chen Hui no chance to refuse.

He walked out of the e-sports room and into the spacious living room.

The 1,200-square-meter flat features floor-to-ceiling windows offering panoramic views of the city's most vibrant nightscape.

Lin Ye touched his chin.

The house is huge, and the vault is right at the end of the corridor.

He usually takes on some "outsourced work," and he often goes out carrying a Gatling gun and an RPG, coming back covered in blood.

If my parents were to live here, they would be scared to death sooner or later.

They need to be given a separate house.

Lin Ye took out his phone, found the number of Wang Bin, the sales manager of Yunduan Dijin, and dialed it.