The School Beauty's Personal Master

"This is your reward for going to North Africa." From a well-wrapped rag, Mr. Lin carefully took out two wrinkled hundred-yuan bills and handed them to Lin Yi, who was staring at him. Lin Yi didn't understand that the task he carried out was so dangerous, his enemies were so powerful, and the benefits obtained by the client were so rich that he gained so little in the end. Where did the old man take these best tasks for himself? Every time it's nine deaths in a lifetime, but the reward I get is fifty or one hundred. It's okay. There are still three or two yuan... Every time he thinks of these, Lin Yi wants to cry. After receiving the 200 yuan he exchanged for his life, Lin Yi wanted to scold most, damn it! Although he is an orphan, he has not had a mother since he was a child. After learning kung fu and reading books for 15 years after following Mr. Lin, who raised himself, how can he be regarded as an all-rounder in literature and martial arts? In ancient times, he was also a double-list champion with both civil and military skills, but he was treated as a servant like a forcian... When did this day become the leader! I heard that you can get tens of thousands of yuan a year for building a house for people in the city. I live and live every day, and I only get 1,800 yuan a year... "Old man, you're not kidding me, are you? Two hundred yuan? I doubt if you are deducting my salary?" Lin Yi has doubted this matter more than once, but the old man wears the same food as him, and does not look like a rich man. "It's good to have money. Do you think the money is so easy to make now?" Old Lin rolled his bulging eyes and said angrily, "What? Don't want it? Give it back to me if you don't want it. I haven't been to the snack bar of the village head Wang Widow's house for a long time. "..." Lin Yi really wanted to beat up the thin and shriveled old man in front of him, but he knew that the result of doing it himself was to be beaten. Lin Yi himself doesn't know how powerful Mr. Lin's kung fu is. He only knows that he doesn't do his best every time he practices with him. Just as his kung fu was upgraded to a level, he suddenly found that the old man had also improved a level, and he was still a loser under his command. "Well, you have almost experienced it over the years, and it's almost time for that big event." Old Lin didn't even raise his eyelids. He sat cross-legged on the kang and knocked on a plate of fennel beans in front of him: "If you have done this task well, you won't have to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of your life!" "Is it true?" Lin Yi knew that he had been picked up by the old man since he was three years old. He followed the old man to learn kung fu, medicine and external knowledge, just to do a big thing, but Lin Yi doubted whether the reward of this big event was not as much as the old man said, and a task could be eaten for a lifetime. "When did I lie to you?" Old man Lin threw another fennel bean in his mouth: "Do you want to go? If you don't go, I'll change people?" "Go, of course I'll go.!" Lin Yi thought to himself, fools don't go to such a good thing! One task can be eaten for a lifetime, and you don't have to die like this in the future. Even if it's Longtan Tiger Cave, it's worth fighting! "Well, then you can go. Go to Songshan City, Pengzhan Group, and find a person named Chu Pengzhan. He will tell you what to do next." An imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of Mr. Lin's mouth: "But you should think about it. Once you take over this task, you must continue to do it. You can't quit halfway." "Why? Don't let people run away when it's dangerous?" Lin Yi is not the kind of person who knows that he will die, but he is determined not to do anything. "Xiaoyi, I have raised you for fifteen years, for you to eat, for you to drink, to buy you a laptop, to buy you a 3G network card..." The old man rolled his eyes and nagged endlessly: "You have so many problems for you to do something. Don't force me!" "s**t!" Lin Yi was angry when he heard the old man's words: "You raised me for the first three years. From the age of six, I cooked, chopped firewood, and made straw shoes to make money to support you. Don't force me!" "You sneak on the computer to look at **** in the middle of the night. Don't think I don't know!" The old man stared and said, "You forced me to say this! You are still in to the computer..." "Okay... I'm going... I won't run away, okay?" Lin Yi's face turned red. He didn't expect that such a secret thing he had done was noticed by this old guy. It was really a shame. If he continues to talk, he may say something inappropriate for children. Therefore, under the coercion and temptation of Mr. Lin, Lin Yi carried his backpack, boarded the train to the north, and rushed to Songshan City, a modern international metropolis, not far away. Sitting on the train, Lin Yi was thinking that he had to encrypt **** in the future and hide it in the computer system folder. When he did that, he had to watch and listen to all directions. However, Lin Yi is still looking forward to this task. This kind of task can be retired. Lin Yi dreams of it. Although it can be felt from Mr. Lin's words that this task does not seem simple. Well, it's not simple to be challenging! "Bang", a man with a numb face sitting opposite Lin Yi opened a can of canned coke, and then threw the pull ring on the table casually. The little flat head beside the man pretended not to care, picked up the pull ring and played with it in his hand. After a few fiddling with it, he suddenly shouted, "Wow! Wow! Wow! First prize!" Although the flat-headed voice was not very loud in the noisy train carriage, the passengers sitting nearby heard it and looked at him one after another. Naturally, Ma Zi's face was no exception. Seeing that the pull ring in the flat-headed hand was exactly what he had just left, his face suddenly became a little unnatural: "Give it to me, this is mine..." "What's yours? Where is your name written?" small Pingtou withdrew his right hand, held the pull ring tightly in his hand, and stared and said, "Your name is the first prize?" "No... I'm not called the first prize... I lost the ring of the first prize..." Ma Zi's face was a little timid when he saw that Xiao Pingtou looked fierce, but he didn't want to lose what he deserved, so he said tremblingly. "You also said that you lost it. Since you lost it, whoever picked it up will be his." Xiao Pingtou hummed and said disdainfully. "Oh, how can you be like this?" Ma Zi's face suddenly became anxious. He shouted to a passenger opposite him, a man with glasses sitting on the left of Lin Yi, "This gentleman, you look like a scholar. You judge. How can there be such a man? Isn't this a scoundrel?" "Who's a scoundrel?" Xiao Pingtou was also not happy, and also turned his head to the man with glasses and said, "Master, tell me, who should this pull ring belong to?" "Well..." The man with glasses pushed his glasses and hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm a college teacher. Since you both trust me, I'll give you a comment." "You say, you say!" Ma Zi's face and Xiao Ping's head nodded one after another, looking anxiously at the man with glasses who claimed to be a university teacher. "Rosorily speaking, this ring was pulled down from the big brother's beverage can, and the thing should be his..." Halfway through the glasses man said, his face showed a smug expression, and Xiaoping's head suddenly became anxious. Just as he wanted to say something, the glasses man waved his hand, stopped him, and continued, "But since However, the big brother has lost the pull ring and was picked up by this brother, so it should belong to this brother later..." "But you also said that the pull ring is mine..." Ma Zi's face immediately cried when he heard the glasses man say this. "In my opinion, why don't you two share the prize evenly, so that no one will suffer!" The man with glasses suggested. "Spart..." After hearing this, Xiaopingtou hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, then split." Probably Xiao Pingtou also felt that his reason was a little untenable, so he agreed to the suggestion of the glasses man. And the numb face over there also held the ring in the hand of the little flat head when he saw it. If he didn't agree, he might not be able to get the hair. It's better to share half, so he also nodded in agreement. "Well, since you all agree, let's split up." The man with glasses took the can in his hand and said, "It's written here that the first prize is 100,000 yuan, and the remaining 80,000 yuan after deducting 20% of the personal income tax. But in view of the trouble, it is more troublesome to receive the prize, whoever you two goes to receive the prize, give 30,000 yuan to the other person, and then you go to receive the prize yourself. Look at this. How about an idea?"