Living in a county town, starting as a stock market maker...

Gu Ming didn't say anything more.

He quietly and attentively bandaged her wound with gauze, wrapping it around and around.

Finally, he tied a neat knot.

After doing all that, he stood up and closed the first-aid kit.

"Let's go to the hospital for a thorough check-up to see if any bones are broken."

His tone returned to calm, as if it were an ordinary matter.

Chen Mo did not resist.

She asked Gu Ming to help her up, and he half-carried, half-helped her back to the car.

The car started and drove out of the steel ruins.

Chen Mo huddled in the passenger seat, head down, not daring to look at the man beside him.

She hugged her knees tightly, looking at the neatly bandaged white gauze on her ankle, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

But this time, it wasn't because of despair or resentment.

It was a feeling she couldn't describe, a feeling she had never experienced before.

The car arrived at HG City First People's Hospital quickly.

Gu Ming parked the car, walked around to open the passenger door, and wanted to help her out of the car as he had done before.

Just then.

Several slovenly figures swaggered down the hospital steps and blocked their way.

There were three people in total, wearing camouflage uniforms stained with oil, smoking cigarettes, and with brightly colored hair.

The blond-haired guy who was leading the group lit up as soon as he saw Chen Mo, and he smiled frivolously.

"Hey, isn't this Mo-mei?"

"We shouldn't have mistaken you for someone else, right? Haha, right?"

He spoke loudly, making no attempt to hide his wickedness, and the passersby all turned to look.

"Haven't seen you for a few days. Have you climbed the social ladder? Got a new master? Don't you even recognize us poor guys who were just there to make ends meet?"

Another tall, thin man glanced at Gu Ming's clean clothes and the SUV behind him, and said in a strange tone:

"Mo-mei, that's not very nice of you. You've made a fortune, why didn't you tell your brothers to share?"

"Look at your new boss, all smooth and delicate, is he any good? How about we grab a drink tonight? I'll show you what a real man is!"

"I think this boss is at most like the King of Glory player Kai, a real man for 8 seconds? Haha."

Chen Mo's face immediately turned cold.

Those eyes, which had just been crying, suddenly turned cold again, completely devoid of warmth.

That was the look she developed on the construction site, in the most chaotic places, to protect herself.

She instinctively reached for the car door and stood up.

In the past, she would have taken down all of these people in less than three seconds.

But a hand pressed down hard on her shoulder.

It's Gu Ming.

He shook his head at her, signaling her to stay in the car and not move.

Then, he closed the car door, separating Chen Mo from those things outside.

He got out of the car alone and calmly met the three thugs.

The blond-haired man sized Gu Ming up and down, his eyes full of provocation and disdain.

"What? You want to stand up for her?"

Gu Ming ignored him.

He calmly took his phone out of his pocket.

He turned on the recording function and pointed it at the faces of those thugs.

The red recording light flashed on the screen.

The smile on Huang Mao's face froze.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

He shouted, but it was clearly weak.

Gu Ming remained silent.

He dialed 110 in front of them.

They even put it on speakerphone.

"Hello, is this 110?"

As soon as the call connected, he spoke clearly into the phone.

"At the entrance of the First People's Hospital of HG City, someone caused trouble and openly insulted and threatened the personal safety of our company's contracted artists."

His voice wasn't loud, but the three thugs could hear every word clearly.

"Yes, I'm recording the whole thing. The license plate number is Hei Gxxxxx. There are three of them, and they're easily recognizable: one has blond hair, one is tall and thin..."

Even when he called the police, he spoke as if he were reading a report, incredibly calm, and explained each point very clearly.

Those three usually arrogant thugs were completely dumbfounded.

They'd been in fights and jail before, but they'd never seen anything like this.

They won't make any threats or take any action; they'll just call the police and record the incident right in front of you to gather evidence.

They simply couldn't grasp this operation.

The blond-haired man's face turned pale and then red. He pointed at Gu Ming and kept saying "you, you, you" for a long time, but he couldn't utter a single word.

I wanted to rush up and take action, but I was afraid of the phone camera with the flashing red dot.

I wanted to run away, but I was afraid of actually being caught by the police.

Suddenly, they were stuck, unable to move forward or backward, and the three of them stood there like fools.

It was in this strange standoff that...

Gu Ming turned his head and looked through the car window at Chen Mo, who was completely stunned inside the car.

His voice, calm yet clear, carried through the room.

"From today onwards, you must remember one thing."

"You are no longer the Chen Mo who used his fists to protect himself on the construction site."

"You are a contracted artist with Star Media."

"Your hands, your feet, every part of your body are assets of the company, meant to create value for us and for yourself in front of the camera."

"Your fist is very valuable."

"Its only purpose is to be shown on camera, to become a scene that makes the audience scream, and to generate traffic that makes us money."

"Instead of wasting it on this worthless junk."

"This is the first rule I taught you."

in the car.

Chen Mo stared blankly at Gu Ming outside the window.

Watching him resolve a matter that she had never seen before, without lifting a finger, was a process she had never witnessed before. In fact, he had resolved a problem that she thought could only be solved by a fight.

For the first time, she discovered that there were even more powerful weapons outside of her fist.

It turns out that the company boss wasn't just after a contract and a sum of money.

It also means that when you encounter trouble, there will be someone standing in front of you, protecting you with their rules.

Less than five minutes.

The sound of sirens grew louder as they approached.

Two police officers quickly got out of the police car, watched the video on Gu Ming's phone, and without thinking, took the three terrified thugs into the police car.

From beginning to end, Gu Ming didn't even glance at them again.

He put away his phone, opened the car door, and sat back in the driver's seat, acting as if nothing had happened.

"Come on, I'll take you to see a doctor about your feet."

He started the car, seemingly looking for a place to park.

Chen Mo sat beside him, without saying a word.

But her mind was in turmoil.

She looked at the man's profile, at his hands with distinct knuckles gripping the steering wheel.

These hands, just now, easily resolved a crisis using only a mobile phone.

These are the same hands that gently bandaged her wounds just now in the dilapidated factory.

At this moment, her trust and reliance on Gu Ming were completely different.

It was no longer just gratitude for the money he gave her to save her father.

It's something deeper.

They were completely convinced of the rules and power of the new world he had mastered.

She finally seemed to understand the word that Gu Ming kept mentioning.

value.