Who Else But Me, Born to Draw Attention?

Wood, so ordinary that if you were thrown out on the street and someone called out his name, at least four or five men would look at you.

The young man who infiltrated Lin Qi's inner circle had a name that sounded somewhat outdated—simple, crude, and Breath of the Times.

Of course, the name may seem a bit old-fashioned, but it's much, much better than names like "Dick" or "Pussy"!

After lunch Lin Qi and the newsboys left first. Before leaving, he wrote a check to Richard and asked Richard to help them get back into the swing of things.

Wood immediately got into character. "Richard, I think Boss seems to be in some trouble. Do you need our help?" His face was beaming with a pleasant, slightly ingratiating expression. He even showed off his muscles.

Richard glanced at the check in his hand. He didn't like these musclemen. If we're talking about muscles, every worker in the factory who worked without clothes had plenty of muscles.

This is no longer an era where one's future potential is judged by their muscular physique; only farmers and laborers of the past considered muscles a remarkable thing.

In this new era, the ability to make money and the wealth are the important parameters for measuring a person's value in society, rather than rigid muscles.

Although, he sometimes felt a little envious.

"Doing your own thing is much more important than meddling in other people's business. What's your name?" Richard put the check away. Lin Qi gave him some money and told him to take these Young Men to order two sets of uniforms—two short-sleeved shirts with the company name on the chest, two pairs of trousers, thirty leather briefcases, and a thousand belts.

These belts are very useful. Richard has given up thinking about what they are for; in his view, a belt is just a belt, and these cheap belts don't sell very well.

Not everything will sell well just because it's cheap. Only daily necessities will sell well, and belts are an exception.

Those who are unwilling or unconcerned can solve this problem with a rope, while those who are particular will not buy a cheap belt. He doesn't know what Lin Qi needs this for; it's too difficult for him to understand.

He is trying hard to emulate Lin Qi. He is learning, learning diligently and earnestly. He doesn't believe he will be a nobody working for others his whole life. One day, he wants to become a boss.

Richard looked at Wood, somewhat eager to try. Lin Qi had given him a position second only to Lin Qi himself, which meant that he was the most trustworthy person in this small group.

The trust from Lin Qi, coupled with his own sense of responsibility and mission, gave rise to something he had never experienced before, something wonderful: power! "Wood, great lad..." He patted Wood's strong arm, a gesture that felt like patting a rock—a completely Two Experiences from the bounce-back feeling of hitting oneself. "You're full of energy, so do me a favor..."

A moment later, Wood got a very suitable manual labor job, and he talked to the rest of the people about how he met Lin Qi.

No matter how bright the future may be, it cannot outweigh the facts that have already happened. No matter how well Lin Qi talks, there will always be people who are skeptical. After Richard directly revealed his identity, he talked about his previous collaboration with Lin Qi.

He sees it as a collaboration, or you could say he's being employed, but he prefers the more egalitarian term.

"You have no idea how crazy we were during that time. I was making around two or three hundred a day, which was the best job I've ever had in my life!"

Richard was very pleased with the exclamations of the novices around him. He showed off the brand-new watch on his wrist. "See? I bought this watch, which I hadn't originally planned to buy, in just one week. And now I have a new goal."

This watch is worth two thousand dollars. It is only an entry-level luxury watch and can only be described as the lowest-end product in the entire series.

Perhaps because of its entry-level status and correspondingly low price, this is the first luxury brand watch many people buy. Gradually, people have come to call this thing, which is considered trash by the wealthy, a "classic model" and have become extremely popular.

This has led to an interesting phenomenon: luxury brands and models that are popular among the Lower-Middle Class and middle classes are not popular among the truly elite Upper Class, let alone those so-called "classic models" and "best-selling models," which are merely sales tactics used to satisfy the terrible vanity of the lower and middle classes.

If you were to ask what kind of clothes and accessories the most influential people in Upper Class wear, they might give you the name of a designer or a craftsperson you've never heard of before.

However, for the lower classes, the significance of this "classic" watch is very obvious. When Richard showed off the watch on his wrist, people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Based on the current average wage in Sabine City, aside from daily expenses such as food and drink, an unmarried young person would need to save for two or three years to afford such a watch.

A good watch can greatly enhance a person's image. Leather shoes, belts, watches, tie clips, and ties are all things that many people use to observe a man, and they play a significant role.

People might have only believed three-tenths of what he said before, but now they believe seven-tenths.

Just as Richard was quite pleased with the people's reactions, Wood, who came in from outside carrying two food containers, suddenly asked, "If it's really that profitable, why don't we continue doing the jobs you were doing before, and instead do these things that we don't understand?"

Richard glanced at him, while the others stared at him. He shook his head. "You'd know if you'd read the newspapers."

Previously, the two authorities had raided a number of underground Finance Company in Sabine City, arresting a group of criminals suspected of money laundering and also cracking down on some newly emerging small change exchange businesses.

The atmosphere in the warehouse was a bit somber. After half a minute, Richard clapped his hands and told the kid who always caused him trouble to bring up the coffee. Then he continued to talk to everyone about how to get a smooth onboarding process.

That evening, Wood returned to his home where he lived alone. Just as he was about to take out his keys to open the door, his pupils contracted.

Before he left, he did something clever: he plucked a hair and stuck it in the keyhole. If anyone tried to open the lock, as long as they inserted the key, the hair would come out with it when they pulled it out.

The fact that his hair is gone means someone tampered with his door lock.

Whether infiltrating a criminal organization or working alongside someone like Lin Qi, they must be fully prepared; vigilance is their only guarantee of survival.

Just then, a familiar voice came from inside the door, "Come in, it's me..."

It was his boss. He opened the door and entered the room, rolling his eyes unhappily. "You almost scared me to death!"

His boss smiled and explained, "I didn't know when you would be back. If you kept showing up around here, you might get spotted, so I just let you in."

He quickly ended the previous topic, "How did things go today? Did you see Lin Qi?"

Wood nodded. "I saw Lin Qi, and his business partner, Richard..."

"Richard?" Wood's boss frowned. "As far as I know, this Richard is just a nobody, not even a small fry. Are you sure he's Lin Qi's business partner?"

Wood shrugged, went to the kitchen, poured himself a glass of water, and took a big gulp. "All I can do is pass the intelligence on to you. Analyzing intelligence isn't my job!"

Wood's boss paused for a moment, noted it down in his notebook, and then pressed on, "Is there anything else unusual? Tell me about what happened today..."

They talked for over an hour, staring at each other with an indescribable feeling in their eyes.

The boss frowned deeply and asked in an uncertain tone, "Are you sure... he said the top three can earn over ten thousand?"

"He did mention it, but I'm not sure if it will work. I'll give it a try..."

The boss quickly made a decision. "We will support you then. This will allow you to get closer to Lin Qi, be considered one of his own, and thus gain access to evidence of his crimes. Be careful to protect yourself!"