Bab 90: Chapter 90: My Ideal Salary is 10,000
The bodyguards naturally didn't believe they were there to unclog the sewer.
Kidnappers?
But what they didn't expect was that Mr. Lin would actually believe their story about unclogging the sewer.
The bodyguards exchanged glances.
They all nodded in agreement. If Mr. Lin said it was so, then it was so. Don't ask why. Asking wouldn't get you an answer.
"Don't you sleep at night?" Lin Fan asked.
He had seen news reports at Qing Shan Mental Hospital and knew how hard they worked.
Zhou Hu replied, "For the beauty of the city, for the harmony of society, we must tidy up the city while everyone is sound asleep, giving them a beautiful tomorrow."
"Yes, yes," his younger brother stammered.
He was timid and had been terrified earlier. He had said it would be dangerous, but his older brother insisted he knew what he was doing. He knew nothing! He regretted not stopping his brother.
He trusted his brother, but in terms of education, he was actually much more qualified. However, his brother always boasted in front of him, and he didn't want to hurt his brother's pride, so he always pretended to be uneducated.
If he had known this would happen…
He would have definitely proven his qualifications and become the strategist his brother needed.
Every action would have required his approval.
Too bad!
Excessive modesty led to complete collapse. Regrets were useless.
"Truly idealistic," Lin Fan admired them.
He couldn't sleep after waking up and was curious about the difficulty of unclogging sewers. So, he decided to accompany them. He stood above while Zhou Hu and his brother worked diligently in the sewer.
The bodyguards blocked both ends of the sewer.
So, they were here to unclog the sewer?
Then let them show their skills.
Lin Fan squatted by the manhole cover. Although he couldn't see what was happening inside, it didn't stop him from hearing the sounds. The two diligent workers were truly cleaning the sewer.
The sky gradually brightened.
March 13th!
The weather was pleasant, the temperature moderate, another beautiful day.
Lin Fan had squatted by the manhole cover all night. The bodyguards didn't dare ask or interfere. This incident gave them a profound understanding of mental illness. It was a real illness, and a serious one at that. Otherwise, who could squat there all night?
Xiao Bao and Old Zhang looked for Lin Fan as soon as they woke up.
Lin Fan told Xiao Bao that two hardworking people had unclogged the sewer for him last night. They were truly good people.
Xiao Bao didn't care about these matters and waved his hand, signaling the bodyguards to deal with it.
Then he took Lin Fan and Old Zhang to wash up.
Outside the villa…
Zhou Hu and his brother were covered in filth, emitting a foul odor. They had spent the entire night cleaning the sewer spotless. If there were a sewer cleaning competition, they would undoubtedly win first place.
It was too clean.
At this moment…
They stood there in a daze.
Rich people passed by, covering their noses and giving them disgusted looks, but it didn't faze them.
They stood there, bathed in sunlight. Even though they reeked, for some reason, they seemed to radiate a diligent glow.
It was a most sacred light.
Zhou Hu held two stacks of money in his hands. He hadn't counted it, but it seemed like 20,000.
He handed 10,000 to his brother.
His brother looked down at the money in his hand, expressionless, but inside, a storm raged, a tidal wave of emotion. His dull eyes gradually sparkled.
He cried, tears slowly trickling down his cheeks.
His voice was hoarse, laced with disbelief.
"Brother, is this the money we earned through our hard work?"
He and Zhou Hu had spent days dreaming of kidnapping, never imagining earning wealth through their own efforts. Now, after a night of unclogging sewers…
They had actually earned money.
"Yes," Zhou Hu replied.
"It feels heavy, but incredibly reassuring," his brother said.
Zhou Hu remained silent. He couldn't echo his brother's words, but even unspoken, his thoughts were the same. It was indeed reassuring.
Perhaps this was what it meant to earn something rightfully.
Kidnapping was a crime, a walk on the edge of the abyss.
When the bodyguards escorted them out, they had said something that deeply impressed him, something he would never forget.
"I didn't expect you to be so hardworking. You've cleaned the sewer so thoroughly. This skill is unmatched in Yanhai City."
"This money is what you deserve. Take it."
Those words…
Had a profound impact on him.
His brother said, "Brother, let's change our profession. Kidnapping is a skill, and we once thought we had the talent for it. But now I realize we have an even greater talent for unclogging sewers."
"We can start a company. With our skills, we should be able to gain a foothold."
"I've even thought of a slogan for our company."
"Do you want to experience the same treatment as the richest man? Then look no further! We are professionals specializing in sewer cleaning. Don't ask if we're good; even the richest man says we are!"
"Brother, what do you think?"
When talking about starting a business, his brother's eyes lit up with a spark that Zhou Hu, as the older brother, had never seen before.
"You're very articulate."
Zhou Hu felt like he was getting to know his brother all over again. He had never realized how talented his brother was.
His brother said shyly, "Brother, to be honest, I, though unworthy, am a college graduate with a specialized diploma."
"A college diploma?"
His brother replied proudly yet humbly, "Yes."
Zhou Hu was utterly shocked. His brother was a college graduate!
He never imagined having such a highly educated person by his side.
A college graduate!
Terrifying!
"Alright, we'll change our profession. Think of a good name for our company."
"Don't worry, brother, I'll give it some thought. But I think we should take a shower now. I have an appointment with Xiao He for a massage."
"A true man of leisure."
His brother scratched his head shyly, embarrassed by his brother's praise.
Qing Shan Mental Hospital.
Director Hao had never been as happy as he had been recently.
The two patients from Ward 666 hadn't been admitted.
And there was a wealthy sponsor.
This was the life he desired. If it continued like this, he could endure not just ten years until retirement, but even twenty.
Standing by the window, he looked at the main gate.
He saw a black stretch limousine slowly pulling up.
He wasn't mistaken.
They were back.
Director Hao smiled. The two patients hadn't been admitted recently, which meant his treatment was successful, and their conditions had significantly improved.
He saw the wealthy young boy.
But he didn't go down to greet him. The sponsorship had been secured, so there was no need to interact with a child. A director still had his principles.
"Director Hao, do you think I'm qualified?" a young man in his office asked.
He wore a suit, his hair slicked back, glasses perched on his nose, and his skin fair. He looked like a high-end professional.
Director Hao turned around and asked, "What did you say your degree was in?"
The young man replied confidently, "Mental Patient Common Sense Theory."
"Oh, I see, so that's…" Director Hao thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out what this major was for. Were training schools that desperate for money?
They dared to create any major.
It even left him, a professional, confused.
"Alright, you can start work today. It just so happens that two of our patients whose conditions have improved have returned. You can give them a lesson."
"Your salary will be 5,000, with full benefits, including room and board, and eight days off per month."
Director Hao wasn't short of money now.
He was a wealthy man.
The young man said confidently, "Director Hao, I believe my professional knowledge is worth more than 5,000. My ideal salary is 10,000. Rest assured, any patient I train will definitely recover 50% of their normal cognitive function."
Director Hao looked at him, a smile gradually spreading across his face.
"Good, I like confident people."
The young man said, "Then I'll go prepare now. I'll definitely prove to you that I'm worth this salary."
Director Hao smiled.
"Go ahead."
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