Lend a Hand

When Li Jinshui stepped out of the company entrance, a high-end, pitch-black stretched luxury car was already waiting outside.

This was the dedicated vehicle arranged by Ye Mei and the others.

Although it was unlikely that the Drifter Gang would ambush him in broad daylight, the group had temporarily mobilized a bulletproof executive vehicle from the company as a precaution to ensure Li Jinshui could arrive at his new station to assume his post safely.

Li Jinshui confirmed the license plate, waved his hand to stop the driver from getting out to greet him, pulled open the heavy door himself, shoved his suitcase to his feet, and sat in the back row with a bold, unconstrained posture.

The feel of a luxury car was indeed different; the interior was spacious, the seats were full leather, and it was equipped with an onboard refrigerator stocked with alcohol and cold drinks.

"Hello, Boss!"

The driver was a middle-aged man who had clearly received Li Jinshui's information in advance, recognizing him at a glance.

"Pfft, what 'Boss'? That's too formal. We're all buddies here, just call me brother."

Li Jinshui was extremely humble, showing none of the airs of a young master. He waved his hand dismissively and plucked a few of the most expensive cold drinks from the fridge to stuff into his pockets.

"Alright, brother." The driver was stunned for a moment, then grinned enthusiastically, his expression relaxing significantly.

Having worked in this position for so many years and served many big shots, he hadn't expected to meet such a down-to-earth young man who didn't even need help with his luggage.

"Brother, how long have you been driving? What's your strength level? Why don't you have a bodyguard in the car?"

As soon as the car started, Li Jinshui opened the floodgates and began chatting with the driver.

"Me? At my age, my talent is limited; I'm just a First-rate Martial Artist. But it doesn't matter. This car and its license plate are under Daming Technology. I've been driving for so many years, and I've yet to see anyone in Rong City blind enough to dare block this car."

"Yo, then this is a cushy, lucrative job. I'm envious."

Li Jinshui slumped comfortably against the leather backrest, crossed his legs, and let out a long, wistful sigh:

"Sigh, it's hard for me! The organization has entrusted me with a heavy responsibility, sending me to take on a new position that actually concerns the livelihood of thousands of ordinary people. You tell me, sitting in such a high position, walking on thin ice—the pressure on my shoulders is immense..."

The two chatted away enthusiastically in the car.

Soon, the car drove out of Huayang District, and the streetscape outside the window slowly shifted from bustling to desolate.

The new station Li Jinshui was heading to had been arranged in the outer city.

On one hand, he had lived in the outer city since he was a child and was more familiar with the environment there.

On the other hand, the station network in other districts was already too dense; only a few blocks in the outer city were still suitable for establishing new stations.

The new station Li Jinshui was responsible for was located on Shuanglong Street in the outer city, covering food delivery within a fifteen-kilometer radius.

However, it was far too remote, belonging to the suburbs of the outer city. Not only were there few delivery orders, but public security was also a major issue—it probably couldn't even compare to Chenghua Avenue.

Fortunately, Huang Lichen and the others were quite capable regarding personnel allocation. They not only pulled five Grade B trainees from the Youth Training Camp to serve as his core team, but also transferred ten veteran riders with rich delivery experience from various surrounding stations. Finally, they equipped him with a highly experienced deputy station master, all arranged to assist Li Jinshui in his work at the new station.

As for the remaining personnel gaps, they could only be filled through recruitment.

At this moment, the car carrying Li Jinshui had arrived at Shuanglong Street and was slowly driving into a remote alleyway.

In this slum district filled with tin houses and sewage ditches, the arrival of such a luxurious sedan had already attracted the attention of many.

The scouts of the Drifter Gang, hidden in the shadows, began to scurry through the darkness to pass on intelligence like hyenas catching the scent of blood.

In the middle of the street, the rolling shutter of a dilapidated, two-story old shop facing the road had been quietly raised.

A dozen delivery riders wearing fluorescent yellow windbreakers walked out.

Led by the deputy station master, the group stood in two rows outside the door, waiting with varying expressions.

"BOOM!"

As the low roar of the engine approached, the pitch-black, stretched luxury sedan drove slowly and stopped at the shop entrance.

The deputy station master was a thin, middle-aged man who, at this moment, was all smiles as he hurried forward to open the car door personally.

"Welcome, Station Master Li, to your post to guide our work!" he shouted enthusiastically.

Inside the cabin, the driver also turned his head and looked at Li Jinshui with a smile: "Brother, we've finally arrived. I wish you..."

"Insolent!"

Li Jinshui suddenly let out a cold shout.

The moment the car door opened, his face was already icy and indifferent. He leaned back in his chair with the posture of a superior, his gaze condescending and his tone authoritative: "Call me Boss!"

"Huh?" The driver was stunned on the spot.

Wait, brother?

Didn't you say earlier that we were all buddies and to just call you brother?

Why the sudden change in attitude?

"I need to experience the hardships of the lower class here recently. You take the car back to my Half-Mountain Villa; you don't need to pick me up tonight." Li Jinshui's voice was loud, echoing throughout the area.

Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, he straightened his collar and stepped out of the cabin like a domineering CEO, his gaze deep as he surveyed his surroundings, yet acting as if he saw nothing at all.

The driver in the car was even more confused, completely bewildered: "Huh? What do you mean? Doesn't the car need to be driven back to the company garage? How can you..."

"Shut up, you're fired."

Li Jinshui dropped the cold verdict, slammed the car door shut with a "bang," and walked away without looking back.

"What the hell?!"

The driver sat in his car, dumbfounded, staring blankly at Li Jinshui's retreating figure as he began to question his entire existence.

Meanwhile, Li Jinshui had already adopted a brisk, decisive demeanor, striding toward the shop entrance with long, purposeful steps.

Among the delivery workers, a few familiar faces immediately crowded around him.

"Young Master Li, was that the exclusive ride you mentioned before? It's so imposing!"

"As expected of Young Master Li, that's a customized extended-wheelbase Phantom; it must have cost at least ten million."

"Squad Leader, we came over early yesterday to tidy up the station and set up the equipment. We're counting on you to look after us from now on."

"But... Squad Leader, we heard some rumors yesterday that this new station isn't safe and has already been targeted by the Drifter Gang. Is that true?"

These few were Grade-B trainees from the Youth Training Camp who often flattered Li Jinshui; four of them had even pooled their money to gift him a D-Grade Supplement Potion.

Li Jinshui was a man who valued old ties, so he had specifically requested them to join his station, claiming he wanted to give them a leg up.

"It's true."

Li Jinshui's expression remained unchanged as he nodded calmly. "If nothing goes wrong, we'll be facing a life-or-death battle tonight. I rushed over here specifically to deploy our combat plan. Let's go, stop standing around here; let's get inside first."

With that, he pushed through the crowd and walked straight into the shop.

"..."

The trainees stood frozen in place, the sycophancy on their faces hardening into masks of shock.

A life-or-death battle tonight?

So the rumors they heard yesterday—that Wei Hu Security and the Drifter Gang had issued a death warrant to finish off the Squad Leader—were actually true?

Their hearts sank instantly, and they were on the verge of tears.

Damn it, Li Jinshui, are you even human?

Didn't you say you were going to give us a leg up?

Turns out you just dragged us into the deep end!