After ten minutes, the girl finally turned over, and Lin Chuan took the opportunity to withdraw his arm. However, Nuo Xiaoxi's sleeping robe had completely come undone, exposing almost all of her upper body. Seeing this, Lin Chuan quickly looked down, helped her wear the robe again, and lightly tied it up.

Although it was only for a few minutes, Lin Chuan felt as though he had been holding his breath for too long.

Having finished, he rushed into the bathroom and washed his head with cold water, calming the raging **** within him.

Coming out of the bathroom, Lin Chuan's hair was dripping, and so was his face.

By the bed, Nuo Xiaoxi was sleeping soundly, not waking up until 2:10 in the afternoon, when Lin Chuan finally woke her up.

"Brother Lin, what time is it?" Nuo Xiaoxi rubbed her eyes.

"It's 2:10, time to get up," Lin Chuan smiled.

"Hmm," Nuo Xiaoxi nodded, she stumbled into the bathroom for a quick wash after the nap.

Taking advantage of the last twenty minutes, Lin Chuan personally took Nuo Xiaoxi to the exam hall, reminding her before leaving, "If you don't come back tonight, have dinner at the hotel, the expense will be charged to Feixiang Transport Company's account."

"Hmm," Nuo Xiaoxi nodded.

At 2:30, the bell for the exam officially rang. The entrance was crowded with anxious parents accompanying their children. These people were nervous, seemingly more so than their children taking the exam. Walking a few steps, Lin Chuan saw a parent had actually hired a Taoist to perform rituals not far from the school gate. The Taoist was putting on a charade, wielding a Peach Wood Sword and chanting; nearby, the students' parents knelt on the ground, each holding a Spirit Talisman, also chanting along with the Taoist.

"This is too funny, isn't it?"

"Sigh, as parents, who doesn't want their child to do better?"

"Yes, everyone wants their child to score well."

The onlooking parents all nodded in agreement, seemingly understanding the exaggerated actions of that pair of parents. Even some of the parents were taking advantage of the situation, surreptitiously kneeling down and chanting, hoping their children would score high.

Seeing this scene, Lin Chuan couldn't help but laugh: "If performing rituals could lead to high scores, why bother studying at all? Might as well follow the Taoist and learn his ways. During the college entrance exams, you could just perform a ritual for yourself, wouldn't that be even better?"

"Haha..." Everyone burst into laughter at once.

The Taoist, feeling snubbed, gave Lin Chuan a cold look and said, "Boy, don't mock others; you will encounter a bloody disaster within three days."

"Started cursing when you couldn't win the argument, huh?" Lin Chuan sneered.

"Hmph!" The Taoist snorted coldly and continued with his ritual.

Lin Chuan then walked leisurely towards the City Committee.

At the entrance of the City Committee, the guards saw Lin Chuan coming and quickly ran out of their booths.

"Young Master Lin, oh, you've arrived?" the guard said with a grin.

"Hmm," Lin Chuan nodded, feeling somewhat suppressed. Weren't these guards usually looking down on people? Why were they all so enthusiastic today?

"Here, have a cigarette," the guard hurriedly flicked out a pack of Chunghwa from his pocket.

"This polite?" Lin Chuan looked at the guard in surprise.

"Oh no, not at all," the guard laughed: "You've fought for our interests, of course, we have to thank you. Before, we were wrong, we shouldn't have been so tough with you. We promise we won't dare to do it again in the future."

"Haha." Upon hearing this, Lin Chuan laughed: "No worries, no worries, it's through conflict that we get to know each other. By the way, how much did the salary increase this time?"

"Fifty hundred, a full five hundred dollars," the guard said excitedly, winking.

"Not bad, not bad, it's four thousand in one go," Lin Chuan nodded eagerly.

"Yes," the guard said excitedly: "There's also a bonus of twenty to thirty thousand at the end of the year; this salary is almost catching up with white-collar workers."

Lin Chuan walked upstairs with a Chunghwa cigarette in his mouth.

On his way out, Song Hao came towards him. Song Hao, this guy, is now a police officer at Huai Mountain South Road, and moreover, a subordinate of Chen Jianjun. Song Hao's temperament fits very well with Chen Jianjun, and they act like long-lost brothers, getting very familiar with each other in just two or three days. They've been calling each other brothers every day.

Song Hao was wearing a full police uniform, hair styled into a crew cut. Actually, this guy looked rather dashing – several young ladies from the City Committee had secretly fallen for him.

"Lin Chuan." Song Hao suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"What can I do for you, Mr. Song?" Lin Chuan asked.

"I haven't settled the score with you yet for the last time you hit me," Song Hao said with a sneer.

"Say it, how do you want to settle this?" Lin Chuan said indifferently, as if he could teach Song Hao a lesson at any minute.

Song Hao sneered: "I dare not, I am now a policeman, and when a policeman handles matters, he must be fair and objective. Don't let me catch you slipping, otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead."

"Sure, looking forward to it," Lin Chuan replied calmly with a smile.

Song Hao snorted lightly and turned to leave.

Lin Chuan squinted his eyes, watching Song Hao's retreating figure. He sneered contemptuously: "Little bastard, relying on having a Secretary father, huh? Otherwise, what qualifications do you have to be a cop?"

Song Hao clearly heard Lin Chuan's words, he was so furious that he clenched his teeth, but he did not dare to do anything to Lin Chuan and could only walk away fuming.

Lin Chuan walked upstairs with a smug look.

"Brother Lin, good afternoon."

"Hmm, good."

"Lin Chuan, you look so handsome today."

"Really? You look pretty too."

Upon entering the City Committee, Lin Chuan was greeted by everyone along the way. He didn't even know when he had become such a popular and prominent figure. He could only respond to each and every one, nodding his head as if he were a leader of the City Committee. He reckoned his presence dwarfed even Tang Yumeng's.

Outside the break room.

With the Song brothers absent, Lin Chuan entered the break room. Immediately, a round of warm applause erupted.

"Brother Lin, you're here?" Everyone crowded around.

"Thanks for securing some benefits for us."

"Yeah, if you hadn't bravely stormed into Song Ming's office all by yourself, we probably wouldn't have gotten such a big raise all at once."

A group of people excitedly surrounded Lin Chuan, chattering away, barely giving him a chance to speak.

"Let Lin Chuan say a few words, everyone." Luo Guoqing quickly interrupted from the side.

Silence fell upon the room immediately.

"We're all colleagues here; if I'm securing benefits for you, it's also for myself," Lin Chuan said with a smile.

"Lin Chuan, we all know you don't care about the money," Luo Guoqing laughed. "Haiqing Pool, Feixiang Transport Market, aren't they all money-making ventures? You're already a millionaire with assets over a million; of course, you wouldn't fuss over a few hundred a month. All of us understand that very well."

"Exactly, exactly," colleagues nearby nodded and said, "Lin Chuan, we get it, clear as a mirror."

"Haha, don't put it like that." Lin Chuan waved his hand and said, "We're colleagues, we're all a family. It's my duty."

In the midst of the lively atmosphere, the Song brothers walked in with gloomy faces.

"Lin Chuan." Song Wen glared at Lin Chuan with anger.

"Oh, it's you two?" Lin Chuan turned around and grinned at Song Wen, "What's the matter? You look as if I owe you millions, with all this rage. By the looks of it, you wouldn't be here for revenge, would you?"

"Hmph." Song Wen clenched his teeth and said, "Who the hell asked you to meddle?!"

"Meddle?" Lin Chuan was taken aback, then chuckled, "How is this meddling? This matter is closely related to me."

"You!" Song Wen was so angry he was lost for words. He knew Lin Chuan didn't care about those few hundred dollars, but he had no idea how to confront him about it. Grinding his teeth and frowning, Song Wen couldn't help but curse out loud, "Lin Chuan, you're gutsy. You'll regret it sooner or later."

After speaking, Song Wen stormed away. Song Wu stepped aside, and as he brushed past Lin Chuan, he smirked coldly at him, his eyes revealing a trace of cruelty and a strange smile. That smile made Lin Chuan uncomfortable, reminiscent of a fox's.

Lin Chuan, with a cigarette in his mouth, watched the two brothers sit down in the break room.

"Old Liu, come over for cards," Song Wen called out angrily.

"Oh, yes!" The man known as Old Liu hurriedly responded, walking over with considerable embarrassment.

Old Liu was the oldest in the group and the one most afraid of losing his job. At his age, if he lost his job, finding a new one would be difficult. The Song brothers found particular joy in picking on Old Liu. And Old Liu had no choice but to submit.

Old Liu walked over and sat down in front of the two men obediently.

"The hundred you lost yesterday, give it to me first," Song Wen looked at Old Liu.

"But I didn't lose yesterday," Old Liu was startled.

"If I say you lost, then you lost," Song Wen glared at Old Liu and commanded, "Just give me the money honestly."

"You…" Clearly angry, Old Liu still obediently handed over the money.

The three sat down and began playing Landlord.

Not far away, the other people in the break room saw everything.

"Damn, they're really no good," Luo Guoqing cursed.

"Don't worry about it so much," Lin Chuan said with a smile, "Some people are born spineless. If he doesn't resist, even the Jade Emperor can't help him."

"Alas…" Luo Guoqing sighed, "Lin Chuan, aren't you going to help?"

"It's no use," Lin Chuan shook his head, "If Old Liu stands up for himself, I'll definitely help him, and I won't let him lose. In fact, I won't allow him to be bullied by anyone."

"That's true," Luo Guoqing thought and said, "If he doesn't fight back, how can he blame others for not helping?"

It seemed as though everyone had become accustomed to the situation; seeing the three sitting down to play Landlord, the rest of the people also started to get busy. Some went downstairs to prepare the vehicles, while others continued with their tasks within the break room.

In Tang Yumeng's office.

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