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Chapter 1754: Scavenger (First update, please subscribe)
The subway car was crowded with people in the morning.

9:20 am is the morning rush hour - two years ago, SEAs' working hours were postponed by one hour to am to pm.

The reason for delaying the working hours is to allow people who have enjoyed the nightlife to start the next day's work with full energy.

For many young white-collar workers, they will play until after 1 a.m. after get off work, and the current time adjustment is entirely to take care of these young people.

It has to be said that many policy adjustments in SEA are very timely. Faced with the 1950s generation reaching adulthood and starting to work, many policies are also being adjusted accordingly. This adjustment is for the entire society. Even nurseries and kindergartens are ready for the upcoming new round of fertility peak.

However, these young people prefer nightlife, and the government also supports this.

After all, the stimulating effect of nightlife on the economy is well known. It not only provides many jobs but also further prospers the economy.

There were some young people in the carriage, and it was obvious that they had been having fun until midnight yesterday.

Leaning in a corner of the carriage, Wang Mingyuan casually glanced at the passengers around him.

He earns a good income and can easily drive or take a taxi to work, but he prefers the subway, which is the best place for him to observe the various aspects of human life.

A middle-aged man in a cheap suit was looking down at a newspaper, his face full of fatigue; a young girl was wearing headphones, holding a book in her hands, with a focused expression; in the corner, an old man was holding the handrail tightly, looking out the window quietly.

Wang Mingyuan couldn't help but speculate about their lives in his mind: the middle-aged man might not have fully recovered from his hangover, the girl might be a college graduate, and the old man... might be starting to enjoy his retirement life.

"Do they need help?" This thought flashed through his mind. Although he would not actually help these people, his job was to help others - or rather, to help those who were worth helping.

This is why the boss got him out of jail. Wang Mingyuan knows very well that he is not a good person, but he is good at solving problems, especially those that are not allowed to be seen in public.

At the beginning of the year, he walked out of prison and returned to the company to provide help to those in need again.

Of course, those in need are never ordinary people.

To some extent, he is a "scavenger" who specializes in solving various troubles for the powerful and wealthy. This job can bring him a rich income, but at the same time he must always avoid the various troubles brought to him by this dangerous job.

Last time, he was implicated in a work-related incident and ended up in jail. When he was implicated, he even considered the worst, which was to be silenced.

But the final result was unexpected. He chose to remain silent, and the boss also chose to protect him.

He spent only one year in prison before being released - of course, under the pretext of medical parole.

After he was released, he continued to do his job as a scavenger, solving various troubles for the powerful and wealthy.

Most of these solutions are outside the scope of the law.

When the subway arrived at the station, he followed the crowd out of the car and walked steadily towards the company. The company was located on the top floor of a high-end office building in the city center. When the elevator door opened, Secretary Xiao Li was already standing at the door to greet him.

"Mr. Wang, good morning."

Xiao Li smiled and handed over a cup of freshly brewed coffee.
"I have a few documents I need your review today."

Wang Mingyuan took the coffee, nodded slightly, and asked casually:

"Is there anything special?"

Xiao Li followed behind him and said as he walked:
"There is a report that the client specifically requested, and they need you to tailor a solution for them."

Wang Mingyuan's footsteps paused slightly, but soon returned to normal.

Tailor-made solutions for customers, that's exactly what he does.

Of course, in name only, he is the head of this organization, and there is no other boss above him.

In fact?

His job is to obey the boss's arrangements, and the most important thing among these tasks is to provide customers with tailor-made solutions.

He pushed open the office door, sat on the large office chair, and took the documents handed to him by Xiao Li.

When he opened the first page, his eyes were immediately drawn to the name on it. He was very familiar with this person - he often appeared in newspapers and on TV news, and he was respected by both the political and business circles.

Li Guoren, Special Director of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, this is only his official identity. He also has another identity, that is - your good friend!

There are not many people in SEAs who can become your friends, and even fewer who can be your friends for decades.

Being able to serve people like this – it should be a great honor indeed.

"It's him..."

Wang Mingyuan murmured in a low voice, frowning slightly. He continued to read on, and the contents of the report made his expression gradually solemn. HR negative blood type... This blood type is extremely rare, very rare worldwide.

He raised his head, looked at Xiao Li, and said:

"This blood type... is a bit troublesome."

Xiao Li nodded, with a hint of caution in his tone:
"Yes, Mr. Wang. The client specifically asked that this matter must be done well. The first payment has been deposited into the company's account."

Wang Mingyuan did not respond, but just lowered his head and continued to read the report.

The amount of the first model is not important. What is important is that such tailor-made solutions are his job, and his job is to provide a variety of solutions to special customers.

It's not just organs, if necessary, he will provide a variety of solutions. These solutions are not necessarily legal.

His mind began to work rapidly: the need for HR negative blood type usually means some special medical needs, and the identity and status of this big man even exceeds that of the boss.

This means that for the boss, he will complete this task no matter what, because it is directly related to the boss's interests. It has nothing to do with money. "You don't need me to tell you, I know the importance of this matter."

Wang Mingyuan finally spoke, his tone calm but with unquestionable firmness.
"Tell the client that I will come up with a plan as soon as possible."

Xiao Li nodded and turned to leave the office. After the door closed, Wang Mingyuan leaned back in his chair and took a deep breath. His eyes fell on the report again, and the scene of his boss getting him out of prison emerged in his mind.

At that time, he had nothing but troubles. It was his boss who gave him a second chance, and he repaid his boss's trust with his own abilities.

"HR negative blood type..."

He repeated in a low voice, frowning even more. This type of blood is not only rare, but also extremely difficult to obtain. He needs to use all his resources, even some shady means. But no matter what, this matter must be done.

He picked up the phone and dialed a number:
"It's me. Please help me check if there are any recent records of HR negative blood donations, or... other channels."

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone:

"I understand. However, this blood type is not something you can find easily. It may require some special means."

Wang Mingyuan sneered:
"Special means? When have we ever used normal means? Is there anything in Jakarta that cannot be done with money?

Remember, this matter must be kept confidential and no news can leak out."

After hanging up the phone, his eyes fell on the report again, and his fingers tapped unconsciously on the table. He knew that this matter was much more difficult than before, but he had no other choice. As a scavenger, he knew very well what he should do.

The existence of scavengers is to help the powerful and wealthy people deal with various problems they encounter outside the scope of the law.

And the organs are just the least worth mentioning things among them.

Ordinary people will never be able to imagine what kind of hobbies the powerful and wealthy people have, and what kind of troubles those hobbies will bring them?
In this case, it's the scavenger's turn to come into play.

Therefore, a qualified scavenger must do his best to meet the needs of his customers.

This is also the value of his existence.

"No matter what, we have to get this done."

He whispered to himself, a look of determination in his eyes.

The sunlight from the window poured into the office through the glass, illuminating the documents in front of him and his stern and determined face. Wang Mingyuan walked to the window and stared at the people outside, who were hurrying to their respective workplaces.

They will start their day's work and work until 7 o'clock in the evening. After working for 8 hours, they will drag their tired bodies back home to reunite with their families, or go to bars and restaurants to meet with friends and colleagues.

For them, work is just a part of life.

But what about yourself?
Wang Mingyuan even forgot when he started this job, but he really likes this job because it reminds him of the truest side of the world.

The weak eat the strong!

This is the truest side of this world.

“Someone always has to get to know the most real and wild ones.”

After sighing like this, Wang Mingyuan walked back to his desk and turned on the computer in front of him. He didn't know since when, electronic computers have become an indispensable helper in people's work.

For Wang Mingyuan, although he did not need to use electronic computers to perform any calculations, his work became relatively easier because of the emergence of electronic computers.

As in the past, he set up a confidential folder in his computer and recorded a secret account book in the folder that only he knew.

This account book records the people he helped.

It cannot be said to be help, it should be said to be service. In essence, it is just a waiter.

After completing the registration in the account book, Wang Mingyuan relaxed. Then, out of boredom, he picked up a newspaper from the side. On the front page of the newspaper was the statement from Dongda.

This is a statement about the border conflict. In the past few days, many people have paid close attention to this border conflict that has taken place in the far north.

They were concerned about the conflict not because of Russia but because they feared that the war would spread to their homeland.

But now they have regarded this place as their home, but for them, they still have a hometown.

"God bless us, please don't fight!"

Looking at the righteous statement, Wang Mingyuan couldn't help but think of his family whom he hadn't seen for many years.

Wang Mingyuan, who came here as a teenager, hasn't seen his family for 20 years. Are they okay?
At this moment, looking at the newspaper and the news in the newspaper, he once again returned to his hometown and family that had appeared in his dreams many times.

“In fact, I might be the one who really needs a solution.”

In fact, he is not the only one who needs this solution, there are many others as well. After all, most of the people here come from that land, their homes are there, and their relatives are there.

They needed a real solution. One that would allow them to return home, to their families, or at least see their parents one more time before they died.

But who can come up with this solution?
Although Wang Mingyuan had given solutions to many people over the years, he was unable to come up with a suitable solution to help himself.

With a long sigh of helplessness, Wang Mingyuan put down the newspaper in his hand, then turned his chair and looked into the distance, towards the distant north.

Those eyes were filled with a special emotion, full of memories, full of longing...

(End of this chapter)