So what if I only have a junior college degree? It won't stop me from marrying the bureau chief

As the sun sets, the heat of Lin'an's streets subsides.

At a roadside barbecue stall, Wang Zixing clutched a shoulder bag full of deposits and registration forms tightly, warily scanning the people around him.

"Okay, stop looking. If you didn't know better, you'd think they were hiding millions."

Lin Mu bit into a bottle of beer and handed it to Wang Zixing with a smile.

"Brother Lin, this is a deposit of over ten thousand!"

Wang Zixing swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"I've never seen so much money in my entire life! Brother Lin! If we keep working at this rate, we can buy a house in Lin'an in two years!"

Seeing his best friend's overwhelming excitement, Lin Mu calmly took a sip of his ice-cold beer.

"Star, broaden your horizons."

Lin Mu put down the wine bottle and wiped his mouth haphazardly.

"We'll only be doing this business for one summer at most."

"Huh? Why?!"

Upon hearing that Lin Mu didn't intend to stay long, Wang Zixing immediately stood up in a panic.

"If you can earn so much money, why not do it?"

"That's called making quick money, not building a career."

Lin Mu tapped the table and began to analyze the situation for Wang Zixing.

"The upper limit for driving school agents is too low, and this kind of trick of using information asymmetry and attractiveness to attract customers is too easy to replicate. It will then lead to a bottomless price war, and once it gets going, it will lose its appeal."

Lin Mu's eyes were sharp, and he pointed north with a wave of his hand.

"Consider the commission we earn this summer as our seed money. With me, not only can we afford a house in Lin'an, but we might even own a courtyard house in Beijing!"

Listening to Lin Mu's vision, Wang Zixing was immediately filled with enthusiasm and nodded emphatically.

"Okay! Brother Lin, I believe you!"

As if he felt that this sentence wasn't enough, Wang Zixing added another sentence.

"Just like I believe you can win over Goddess Lin!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mu was immediately overjoyed.

"Hahahaha... What else is there to say? Let's have a drink!"

"Dry!"

……

8:30 p.m., Lin Mu's house.

Lin Mu pushed open the door, carrying a chilled watermelon.

"Dad, Mom, I'm home."

In the living room, Lin Nanshan was watching the TV series "The Qin Empire," while Zhou Yiyun was commenting on the program while preparing the dishes for tomorrow's meal.

Lin Mu patted his shoulder bag and strode over to the coffee table.

"Snapped!"

He tossed his shoulder bag onto the coffee table, unzipped it, and revealed a hundred-yuan bill inside.

"Comrade Lin, Ms. Zhou, look what this is!"

Lin Mu put his hands on his hips and proudly raised his chin.

"Your son earned six thousand yuan today! How about that? Impressive, isn't it? Aren't you impressed?"

However, the expected shock and cheers did not materialize.

Lin Nanshan merely glanced at the money on the table and gave a faint "hmm".

Zhou Yiyun, who was picking vegetables, didn't even lift her eyelids.

She tossed the water spinach in her hand into the plastic basin and gave Lin Mu a disdainful look.

"Your tail's practically wagging in the air, and you reek of sweat. Get out of the way and go take a shower!"

"Huh? That's all the reaction you're going to get?"

Lin Mu immediately deflated and shook his head helplessly.

"Silent dad, disappointing mom, I'm going to take a shower."

Lin Mu took out six thousand yuan from the bag and placed it on the table.

"This six thousand is my commission. Take it and don't refuse it. If you don't want it, I'll burn it for my grandpa."

"You brat!"

Watching Lin Mu scurry into the bathroom, Zhou Yiyun cursed in annoyance.

"There's nothing like a mother's love in this world~ A child with a mother is a treasure~"

A few seconds later, the sound of running water came from the bathroom, along with Lin Mu's wailing singing.

Zhou Yiyun, who had just been looking disgusted, immediately changed her expression. She turned to look at Lin Nanshan with a serious face.

"Honey, what Director Jiang said is true. Your son really is doing something outside."

Lin Nanshan silently picked up the remote control and turned the TV volume up two notches.

He glanced at the bright red banknotes on the coffee table, and his eyes gradually darkened.

"Honey, say something!"

Zhou Yiyun didn't even bother to put down the dishes in her hands; her face was full of worry for her son.

"Director Jiang said our son is impersonating his 'son-in-law' and causing trouble outside. That brat, how dare he be so audacious?!"

Looking at the banknotes on the table, Zhou Yiyun slapped her thigh in frustration.

"I told him long ago not to make a move on Jiang Wan, but that kid just wouldn't listen to me!"

"Alright."

Lin Nanshan took out a cigarette, lit it, and silently took a drag.

"Director Jiang didn't mean to blame me."

Zhou Yiyun was taken aback: "Then why did he call you that?"

"Two meanings."

Lin Nanshan exhaled a puff of smoke, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

"First, they want us to give Lin Mu a warning, to let us know that Jiang Lin'an has sharp eyes and knows perfectly well that our son is using his influence outside."

"Secondly, it was also a test of my attitude."

At this point, Lin Nanshan twitched his lips.

"The fact that Director Jiang personally called me today shows that even Jiang Lin'an thinks Lin Mu has some skills after all the commotion he's caused."

"And this money..."

Zhou Yiyun pointed to the six thousand yuan on the table.

"Keep it."

Lin Nanshan took the money and stuffed it all into Zhou Yiyun's hand.

"This money was earned by our son through his intelligence; he neither stole nor robbed it."

"But what about Director Jiang..."

"Since he didn't say it explicitly, it's probably not a big problem."

Lin Nanshan let out a heavy sigh and threw the cigarette on the ground, crushing it.

"Even if the sky falls, I, as his father, will hold it up for him. At worst, I'll just give up these clothes and go apologize to Jiang Lin'an."

Lin Nanshan stood up and glanced in the direction of the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

"My son is still young. I don't have any great abilities, so I can only support him to the best of my ability."

After listening to her husband's words, Zhou Yiyun nodded in agreement.

"Fine, let our son go and make his way... Pick up your cigarette butt! How many times have I told you? No smoking at home! Lin Mu learned to smoke from you!"

Zhou Yiyun changed the subject and, with her hands on her hips, began to lecture Lin Nanshan.

"..."

Lin Nanshan silently picked up the cigarette butt and walked towards the door without saying a word.

"Hmph! Father and son are exactly the same!"

Zhou Yiyun put the money away and went into the bedroom, carefully putting it into the metal box on the bedside table.

"We've saved up quite a bit for the bride price, but I wonder when I'll be able to take care of my grandchildren?"

On the other side, Lin Nanshan lit another cigarette outside.

He guessed that Jiang Lin'an had three meanings, but he wasn't sure, so he didn't mention it to Zhou Yiyun.

He let out a heavy breath and thoughtfully flicked his cigarette ash.

"Director Jiang, is this what you mean? The city's Public Security Bureau chief is investigating my son? Why...?"

Finally, Lin Nanshan chuckled softly.

"Let's take it one step at a time; no one can predict what will happen in the future."

Meanwhile, in the bathroom.

Lin Muzheng, the "drummer," was leisurely typing on his phone.

Lin Mu: Wanza, are you asleep?