Lin Yue Shu was sleeping comfortably.
When he woke up, he found himself dressed neatly, though he had no idea whose clothes they were, and he was sitting in a flashy Aston Martin.
“Awake?” A low voice came from the front seat.
Lin Yue Shu rubbed his eyes and pulled at the car door handle, only to find it locked.
“I want to go home…” he mumbled.
Huo Xiao extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray, and the car’s air circulation quickly removed the smoke smell.
“I’ll take you. Where’s home?”
“I’ll go back myself. My car is right there.”
“You call that a car? I thought it was an old man’s joyride.”
“Representative Huo,” Lin Yue Shu sat up straight, gripping the front seat, “a sharp tongue that points out problems and offers reasonable solutions is called being sharp-tongued. Just talking without action is called being petty.”
Saying his car was on the same level as an old man’s joyride, he decided not to pretend to be a delicate flower anymore.
A light laugh came from the front seat, followed by a hand tossing a card over:
“You’ve got quite a temper. What kind of car do you like? I’ll give you one.”
Lin Yue Shu raised his chin and tossed the card back:
“I don’t want it. Representative Huo, you said you appreciate people who work hard.”
This made Huo Xiao laugh again:
“Can hard work change fate?”
Lin Yue Shu answered without hesitation, “No.”
Hearing this answer, Huo Xiao was satisfied and tossed the card back again:
“So, buy whatever you like yourself. One, two, dozens, buy them all.”
Lin Yue Shu stuffed the card into Huo Xiao’s collar, leaned over to press the unlock button, opened the car door, and jumped out.
Before closing the door, Huo Xiao heard the last dance before the sunset:
“Hard work can’t change fate, but it can change the current situation.”
“Bang!” The car door slammed shut.
Huo Xiao crossed his arms and leaned on the steering wheel, watching as the figure grew further away, and he chuckled.
*
Back home, Lin Yue Shu circled around his Buick.
It looked good, solid, and he planned to find a time to crash Huo Yi Sen’s Aston Martin to pieces.
Entering the house, he saw Shao Cheng Yan sitting there, looking all proper, reading a newspaper.
Lin Yue Shu couldn’t be bothered to greet him. Someone who wouldn’t recognize him on the street wasn’t worth wasting energy on.
But Shao Cheng Yan insisted on jumping in front of his eyes:
“So early, I thought you weren’t coming back.”
Lin Yue Shu hung on the staircase railing, smiling sweetly:
“Finally tricked you into my hands, not taking you out to admire once in a while would be such a waste.”
Shao Cheng Yan didn’t respond, but his previously properly placed legs crossed into a casual position, his foot stretched straight.
“You just have a tough mouth. I’m actually looking forward to seeing you cry and beg for mercy.” After a while, Shao Cheng Yan put down the newspaper and went upstairs.
Lin Yue Shu watched his back, baffled. Where did this confidence come from?
He casually picked up the newspaper and glanced at it, his frown suddenly relaxed.
Oh, that’s why.
At the same time, the top trending topic on Weibo:
[Alder Jewelry’s Vice President Violently Attacked by Spokesperson, Now Hospitalized]
Second trending topic:
[Alder Jewelry Spokesperson Suspected of Violence, May Face Contract Termination]
Third trending topic:
[Who is Lin Yue Shu?]
These three related trending topics caused the comment section to explode.
[When I saw this trending topic, I thought it was Xiao Ge who did it, then I remembered he didn’t renew with Alder. Is he deliberately riding my brother’s coattails?]
[Who is Lin Yue Shu? What kind of super male is he, acting like a savage in the 21st century? Why hit someone?]
[Ahhh, it’s our Xiao Ge’s old company! Why were they hit! Brother must be very sad now.]
[My sister is in the hospital, she said the person was brought in with a dislocated shoulder… Oh my god, and it’s a foreigner, this behavior is damaging to the national dignity, so who exactly is Lin Yue Shu???]
[No way, any nobody can be a spokesperson for Alder now? Came to watch out of curiosity, only ten thousand fans! And the company’s tap water is zero! [Sai Zhanggui emoji]]
[Oh my, I’m going to start a conspiracy theory. For a top luxury endorsement like Alder, there’s no reason my brother wouldn’t renew. Did a young master bring money into the group? I’ve never even heard of the name Lin Yue Shu.]
[Looked him up, he’s quite good-looking.]
[Reply: Eat something good, he looks like a six-flavor Rehmannia pill, and you call that good-looking.]
After flipping through the newspaper and trending topics, Lin Yue Shu had a clear understanding of how obscure the original owner was.
Being obscure isn’t wrong, but in an era where traffic is king, being a latecomer is the original sin.
But now, trouble had come.
When Lin Yue Shu opened his phone, he was bombarded with calls and messages, from the company and some unknown numbers.
After a quick glance, it was about that foreigner claiming Lin Yue Shu violated contract terms, demanding termination and compensation for breach of contract.
And he was collecting evidence to take Lin Yue Shu to court, demanding compensation for mental distress, lost wages, medical expenses, and various other fees.
Lin Yue Shu calculated that all these added up, and without a few million, he couldn’t get out of this mess.
For others, encountering such a situation would be a headache, but for Lin Yue Shu, it was a pain in the inner thigh.
After hundreds of times of friction, it’s a wonder it hasn’t worn out, thanks to his thick skin.
Lin Yue Shu lay on the bed, scratching his thigh, contemplating:
Should he start a live stream and let the two big brothers fight it out, earning himself millions?
The big brothers aren’t fools.
Forget it, when in doubt, sleep first.
*
The next morning, Lin Yue Shu was urgently summoned to the company by a call from Lu Boxiao.
As soon as he opened the door, flashlights followed one after another, surrounding him.
“Hello, Mr. Lin Yue Shu, we are reporters from Haohan Entertainment. Can you tell us more about the incident of you assaulting Alder’s vice president?”
“Can you reveal the reason for the assault?”
“Now that the other party is demanding termination and compensation, what are your plans?”
Lin Yue Shu nodded appreciatively. He was touched, in a way, he had elevated the original owner’s status.
Facing the aggressive reporters, Lin Yue Shu beckoned them over, and when the crowd gathered, he whispered mysteriously:
“I just saw an old man pushing a cart on the street.”
“Huh? Really? In broad daylight, someone is so shameless! Mr. Lin, can you reveal the exact location?”
Lin Yue Shu pointed east, and the reporters looked over, stunned.
An elderly sanitation worker was slowly pushing a garbage cart.
The reporters’ faces turned red with embarrassment, realizing they had been tricked. When they turned back, where was Lin Yue Shu???
On the scene, only a puff of exhaust from a small car remained.
Lin Yue Shu confirmed he was truly famous now, with reporters everywhere, at his doorstep, in the company, even when he went to the bathroom, he could see faces from horror movies peeking over the partition.
Unable to bear the harassment, Lin Yue Shu found a hotel to temporarily avoid the limelight.
After much thought, he decided to ask Huo Yi Sen for help.
Using others is indeed despicable, but in this society, being honest is useless.
So he sent a message to Huo Yi Sen:
[Representative Huo, the Snoopy you gave me is missing, did I leave it in your car again?]
One minute, two minutes, ten minutes passed.
The phone remained motionless.
One hour, two hours passed.
The phone was still as quiet as a chicken.
Lin Yue Shu suddenly sat up, tapping the phone:
“Hello? Are you broken?”
Two days passed, and Lin Yue Shu waited eagerly for two days, but the message was like a stone sinking into the sea.
Lin Yue Shu calculated and came to a not-so-good conclusion.
Huo Yi Sen wasn’t even interested in his body anymore, surely there were dozens, if not hundreds, who could replace him.
Author’s Note:
Huo Yi Sen: “Hundreds? Dozens? Do you think I’m a breeding pig?”
Lin Yue Shu snuggles: “If you’re a breeding pig, then I’m your…”
Huo Yi Sen: “Little sow?”
Lin Yue Shu: “I’m your little pig keeper~”
Huo Yi Sen rolls up his sleeves: “This breeding pig is going to eat someone today.”
[ps: The little theater is unrelated to the main text]