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Li Yichen picked up the skewer of lamb that had already cooled down from the iron plate.

He extended his wrist forward.

The bamboo skewer stopped in front of Li Niannian.

"eat."

The words are spoken in very short syllables.

Li Niannian was stunned.

His hands instinctively pulled back.

"Boss Li, I've already eaten, I'm not hungry."

Li Yichen's hand holding the bamboo skewer remained still.

His gaze was fixed on Li Niannian's shrunken stomach.

The faded plaid shirt looked loose and flimsy on her, as if it could float away in the wind.

Not hungry?

That's a lie.

"Take it."

Li Yichen increased the volume.

"I don't like repeating myself."

An overwhelming sense of pressure crashed down upon them.

Li Niannian remained frozen in her chair.

She looked at the glistening mutton in front of her.

His Adam's apple bobbed noticeably.

At that moment, my stomach, quite uncooperatively, let out a muffled groan.

She lowered her head.

He caught the bamboo skewer with both hands.

"Thank you, Mr. Li."

Li Niannian took a bite of mutton.

The cumin and oil exploded in my mouth.

She chewed very quickly.

He didn't even chew it properly before swallowing it whole.

Then she picked up her chopsticks and took a few strands of soft, cooked noodles from the large white porcelain bowl.

The heat was dissipated.

Feed it into Miaomiao's mouth.

Li Yichen leaned back in the plastic chair.

Look at these two sisters.

He grabbed the empty green bottle of beer from the table with his right hand.

Tilt your head back.

The last sip of the cold liquor went down his throat and into his stomach.

With a "bang".

The empty wine bottle sat on the table.

A few years ago.

He was wearing his yellow delivery uniform, squatting on the curb eating a cold steamed bun.

Back then, when he saw homeless people rummaging through trash cans on the roadside, he couldn't even afford to buy an extra steamed bun.

A clay Bodhisattva crossing the river.

I live a life worse than a dog, how can I have the right to care about the life or death of others?

just now.

The black card holds an endless amount of money.

This feeling of controlling other people's fate, of pulling people out of the mire.

That's fucking awesome.

This is the greatest value of money.

Li Yichen pushed the empty cup aside.

"Judging from your accent, you're not a local from Shanghai?"

Li Niannian wiped the soup off Miaomiao's lips.

Put down your chopsticks.

"I am from Yunnan Province."

She placed her hands, folded, on her knees.

"I've been in Shanghai for a year now."

"Where are you staying?" Li Yichen pressed.

"The low-rent housing in the western suburbs."

Li Niannian answered truthfully.

"During the day, I take Miaomiao to wash dishes in the kitchen of the food stall in front of the street, and at night we come to this street to sing."

Li Yichen tapped his fingers twice on the table.

Have you ever thought about changing jobs?

Li Niannian gave a bitter smile.

"I've thought about it."

She turned her head and looked at Miaomiao, who was eating noodles.

"I've submitted many resumes on job search platforms, and several companies have invited me for interviews."

"The salary is much higher than it is now."

"But I can't go."

Li Niannian pulled Miaomiao closer to her.

"Miaomiao needs constant care; she could develop a fever and infection at any time."

"No legitimate company would allow an employee to bring a sick four-year-old to work every day."

"I can only find these kinds of casual jobs that are paid by the day."

Li Yichen stopped tapping his fingers on the table.

"I have a job here."

He spoke slowly and deliberately.

"It suits you perfectly."

"You can bring Miaomiao to work with you."

Li Niannian's body tensed up suddenly.

His hands, resting on his knees, were clasped tightly together.

The nail is digging into the flesh.

She looked up.

His gaze went straight to Li Yichen.

"Boss Li."

Her voice trembled.

"What exactly does the job you mentioned involve?"

Shanghai is a very complicated place.

A young and beautiful girl, with a child in tow, is suddenly offered a job by a rich young man driving a top-of-the-line sports car.

Anyone would think the worst.

Li Yichen saw through her concerns.

"First, don't call me Boss Li."

He waved his hand.

"It sounds weird."

"I'm only a few years older than you. If you don't mind, you can call me Brother Li."

Li Niannian bit her lower lip.

"Brother Li."

Li Yichen nodded.

"Secondly, this job is as a villa butler."

He began to explain.

"I just bought a detached villa."

"It's empty inside, nobody takes care of it."

"You need to manage all the staff, cleaners, cooks, and daily purchasing expenses in the villa."

"Simply put, it means taking care of all the trivial matters in my life."

Li Niannian listened.

My tense shoulders instantly relaxed.

My chest heaved violently.

It wasn't the kind of shady deal.

It's a legitimate job.

and.

"Brother Li."

A faint smile appeared on Li Niannian's face.

"What a coincidence."

"My major in college was hotel and housekeeping management."

Li Yichen raised an eyebrow.

He never expected that Li Niannian would study this in college.

It matches my major.

They even skipped the training process.

Moreover, people who have studied management are extremely sensitive to numbers and accounts.

Entrusting the villa to her management is definitely more reliable than hiring some unknown housekeeping company.

"That's quite a coincidence."

Li Yichen made the decision.

"You'll start work tomorrow."

He pointed to the seedlings.

"Take your sister with you, and bring all her luggage too."

"There are plenty of empty rooms in the villa, you two sisters can just move in."

"It saves me the trouble of going back and forth between low-rent housing and the city center every day."

Li Niannian was stunned.

Cover it up.

In the heart of Shanghai, this is like a windfall.

Every month, she had to pay 1,500 yuan in rent for that leaky low-rent house in the western suburbs.

Regarding salary.

Li Yichen didn't give her time to react.

Simply throw out the number.

"Fifty thousand a month."

fifty thousand.

These two words landed on the greasy plastic tabletop.

It produced an extremely dull echo.

The stall next door.

Old Wang, who was turning over the roasted chives, suddenly jerked his wrist.

A few leeks fell into the charcoal fire.

With a sizzling sound.

It smelled burnt.

Old Wang's eyes widened, his gaze passing over the oven and fixed on the young man in the white shirt.

Fifty thousand a month?

He has been grilling lamb skewers on this street for seven or eight years, working himself to the bone, and only earns about 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month.

This young man casually mentioned that it was more than half a year's salary for an average white-collar worker.

And it also includes meals and accommodation.

Old Wang's mind was racing.

When Xiao Li used to deliver food, he only earned a few yuan per order.

Now you can casually pay a nanny 50,000 yuan.

This has definitely been claimed as ancestry by some reclusive wealthy family.

Or perhaps they won one of those super lottery prizes worth hundreds of millions.

Old Wang swallowed hard.

They quickly picked the chives out of the charcoal fire, not daring to listen to another word.

Li Niannian sat in the chair.

The brain experienced a brief period of malfunction.

fifty thousand.

She washes dishes during the day and sings for money at night.

Even if you don't eat or drink for a month and sing until your voice is hoarse, you can only save up to eight thousand yuan at most.

Fifty thousand yuan.

It's enough for Miaomiao to stay comfortably in the hospital for a month, and it will also be enough to raise the money for the special medicine for the next quarter.

Li Yichen looked at Li Niannian's stunned reaction.

He had his own set of rules.

What is leukemia?

That's a bottomless pit.

Hundreds of thousands or even millions are thrown in, and not a single sound is heard.

A salary of ten or twenty thousand is a high salary for ordinary people.

But for a girl carrying a child with leukemia, it's simply not enough to cover the hospital bills.

He had decided to help the two sisters.

They won't engage in that kind of stingy charity.

For him, 50,000 yuan was just a negligible amount of money in his bank account.

But for Li Niannian, it was a lifeline.

"Brother Li."

Li Niannian suddenly came to her senses.

She braced herself against the plastic table with both hands.

He stood up abruptly.

"That won't do!"

She spoke very quickly and shook her head repeatedly.

"Fifty thousand is too much!"

"You've already done me an incredible favor by offering me a job where I can bring Miaomiao to work, and it even includes room and board."

She held up one finger.

"Ten thousand."

"Just give me ten thousand."

"I promise to keep the villa spotless and won't give you any trouble at all."

Li Yichen leaned back in his chair.

Looking at this girl desperately trying to push the money away.

There are far too many people in this world who would fight tooth and nail over a few hundred dollars.

Faced with a high salary of 50,000 yuan, my first reaction was not ecstasy.

Instead, he felt unworthy of the salary and voluntarily took a pay cut.

That's backbone.

That's fucking hard.

Li Yichen raised his right hand and made a light pressure gesture in mid-air.

"sit down."

He emphasized his words.

Li Niannian stood frozen in place, not daring to sit down.

"I, Li Yichen, don't have the habit of taking back what I've said."

He came up with an extremely plausible excuse.

"I live in a house worth hundreds of millions."

"If people in the industry knew that I only paid my housekeeper 10,000 yuan a month."

Li Yichen stared directly at Li Niannian.

"Where do you think I'll put my face?"

"I can't bear the shame."

"Fifty thousand, not a penny less."

"If you don't feel comfortable taking it, just take good care of the villa for me."

These words.

This completely blocked all of Li Niannian's escape routes.

They packaged the favor as a necessity to maintain the face of capitalists.

Li Niannian stood by the table.

He gripped the hem of his clothes tightly with both hands.

Her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

A layer of moisture swirled wildly in the back of my eyes.

She is not a fool.

Of course, she could tell what "face" and "circle" meant.

They're all just excuses.

Li Yichen was indirectly giving her money to save her life.

It's about saving the seedlings' lives.

Li Niannian did not refuse again.

She turned around.

Pick up Miaomiao who was sitting in the chair.

Take half a step back.

Legs together.

Holding her younger sister, she faced Li Yichen.

He bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle.

The moment I stood up.

A tear fell onto the greasy asphalt road.

A small patch of water spread out.

Li Yichen sat in the chair, making no attempt to dodge.

He accepted the bow without hesitation.

He can afford it.

"Take out your phone."

Li Yichen took out his phone and unlocked the screen.

Display the WeChat QR code.

Li Niannian quickly supported Miaomiao with one hand, and with the other hand, she pulled out an old cell phone with several cracks on the screen from her pocket.

Scan the QR code.

Add a friend.

A "beep" sound.

Friend accepted.

Li Yichen's fingers tapped rapidly on the screen.

I sent them the exact location of the Tomson Riviera villa.

"I've sent you the address."

He put his phone back in his pocket.

"Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock."

"Just take your luggage and go straight there."

"Message me when you get to the door, and I'll come pick you up."

Li Niannian held her phone tightly in her palm.

He nodded emphatically.

"Brother Li, don't worry."

"I will definitely be there on time tomorrow."

She looked down at Miaomiao in her arms.

"Miaomiao".

Her voice was very soft.

"Quickly thank Brother Li."

Miao Miao wrapped her arms around Li Niannian's neck.

He turned his head away.

Those clear eyes looked at Li Yichen.

The little mouth opened.

Her voice had a strong childlike quality.

"Thank you, Brother Li."

Miao Miao raised one of her little hands and waved it twice in the air.

Goodbye, Brother Li.

Li Yichen looked at the thin little girl.

He raised his right hand and waved it twice.

"goodbye."

Li Niannian bowed to Li Yichen again.

Holding Miaomiao, I turned and headed towards the exit of the night market.

She didn't go to pick up other customers who wanted to request songs.

With this job, she no longer had to make her sister stay up all night in the smoky, drunken night market.

What she needs to do now is hurry back to that leaky low-rent apartment.

Pack all the luggage.

tomorrow.

Embrace a brand new life.

Li Yichen sat in the chair.

I watched as the sisters' figures completely disappeared at the end of the old street.

He stood up.

We walked up to Old Wang's oven.

He pulled two red 100-yuan bills out of his pocket.

It was placed under the spice jar used to store cumin powder.

"I'm gone."

Li Yichen uttered two words.

"Hey! Xiao Li! You don't need that much!"

Old Wang, holding a palm-leaf fan, was about to pick up the money and return it.

Li Yichen had already turned around.

I strode out towards the outside of the old street.

Old Wang held two hundred yuan.

Looking at that tall and straight figure.

shook his head.

Put the money in your pocket.

On the main road of the Bund.

The black Lamborghini Veneno was still parked on the side of the road.

There were many people taking pictures around.

Li Yichen crossed the road.

He took out his car keys.

Press the unlock button.

The cool white Y-shaped daytime running lights illuminated instantly.

The crowd immediately parted to both sides.

Make way.

Li Yichen walked to the car.

Leaning back in the car, he took out his phone to call a designated driver. After all, he had been drinking, and he always kept the traffic adage "Don't drink and drive" in mind.