An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

pat!

Lynn lit a cigarette with his feet on the counter, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

With Mike around, it saved a lot of trouble.

You can cultivate feelings of gratitude without having to go through the trouble of offering cigarettes and alcohol.

The needle does not poke!

It was at this moment that...

Suddenly, a furious roar from Mike, a Black man, came from outside the car:

"You stupid pig! What the hell are you thanking God for?! Has God ever given you a cigarette? Has God ever cared about your rotten crotch?!"

"Listen carefully! It's a thank you to Mr. Lin! The great Mr. Lin!"

"If anyone utters another wrong word, not only will they not get a cigarette, I'll smash their kneecaps!"

"..."

The homeless man was immediately intimidated by Mike's highly aggressive and violent threat.

"Thank you... oh no! Thank you, the great Mr. Lin!"

"Mr. Lin is like a second parent to me! May Mr. Lin live a long and healthy life!"

"The great Mr. Lin is comparable to a god!"

"..."

Without any commotion, the homeless men all changed their stories.

Screw faith! Whoever lets them smoke and drink is God!

[Thanksgiving +5]

[Thanksgiving +6]

[Thanksgiving +6]

……

In an instant, the increase in gratitude points doubled!

Lynn looked up at Mike, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes.

That's a damn talent!

This kind of initiative means that even if you entered the Qing Dynasty's palace, you would still have a place!

Five or six minutes later, the supplies were distributed.

Mike immediately scurried to the car window to report, "Mr. Lin, everything's taken care of!"

"good."

Lynn tossed Mike a cigarette, then lowered his voice and asked, "Any progress with the client I asked you to find?"

"Yes! Of course!"

Mike nodded repeatedly, flashing a bright white smile: "There are unlucky guys everywhere who can't afford medical care. I've contacted two guys, one with a dislocated shoulder and the other with a fracture, and the waiting list at public hospitals is six months in advance! I've sent someone to contact them!"

After saying that, Mike whispered a few words to his underlings behind him.

Afterwards, Mike rubbed his teeth and said, "Mr. Lin, I've also prepared an office space for you. Shall I show it to you?"

"Oh? Office location?"

Lynn thought for a moment and said, "Alright, let's go take a look."

To be honest, he didn't have high hopes for this office location.

The reason I agreed to go and see was to give Mike an opportunity to flatter me.

"Okay, this way please."

Mike was indeed very excited.

Soon they led Lynn to the inside of a park.

"Mr. Lin, please look!"

Mike stopped and pointed ahead.

Lynn looked closely and his eyes lit up.

What appeared before him was not the kind of tattered tent that reeked of stench.

Instead, it was an extremely large, brand-new, high-end outdoor camping tent, complete with a canopy!

It also has the logo of a well-known outdoor brand printed on it.

"Not bad." Lynn raised an eyebrow.

Mike was pleased to receive approval and stepped forward to lift the tent flap: "Mr. Lin, please come in and take a look."

Lynn nodded and stepped into the tent, his eyes filled with even greater astonishment.

The tents contain not only simple folding beds but also portable toilets.

There was even a medical alcohol lamp and an unopened box of disposable medical gloves on the table.

This is definitely high-end stuff!

"These things aren't cheap, where did you get them?"

Mike rubbed his hands together and chuckled, "Hey, the security guard at that Decathlon store doesn't have very good eyesight..."

Lynn's eye twitched.

Sure enough.

It's the traditional art of selling items for free that's making its mark again.

But he likes it!

Just then, hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

Mike went out to take a look, then poked his head back in: "Mr. Lin, the two unlucky guys have arrived!"

call--

Letting out a deep breath, Lynn plopped down in a chair and cracked his knuckles. "Let them in."

It's time to make money!

Three minutes later.

Mike led two thin men into the tent.

One of them was a dark-skinned Latino, and the other was a purebred Black man.

"This is the miraculous doctor, Mr. Lin. You are all blessed. Who wants to go first?"

Mike stood naturally behind Lynn, acting as her lackey.

"Me first!"

The dark-skinned Latino struggled to raise his left hand.

His right arm was twisted at an extremely bizarre angle, and he was sweating profusely from the pain.

"Severe shoulder dislocation, locked in place."

Lynn drew a conclusion after just one glance.

In a public hospital, this kind of injury would absolutely require several thousand US dollars and months of waiting time to be treated.

But in his eyes, it was nothing.

"Bear with it."

Lynn didn't even administer anesthesia before starting.

With both hands locking the other person's arms and shoulders like iron clamps, the muscle memory of general medical skills (basic) was instantly activated.

Find the right point to exert force and pull, twist, and push sharply!

Click!

A sickeningly loud sound of bones grinding together rang out.

"Ah!!!" The Latino screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

But as soon as the scream ended, he froze.

"Huh? No...it doesn't hurt anymore?!"

He tentatively turned his arm, and it was completely healed.

"My God! Is this magic?! You cured me in a second!"

[Thanksgiving +10]

"Next."

Lynn's expression remained unchanged.

"Mmmmmm!"

The tall, thin, dark-skinned man muttered to himself, clutching his chin.

His mouth was open and drool was dripping, and he could only mumble "Aba aba" without being able to speak.

He understood immediately after just one glance at Lynn.

A dislocated jaw, also known as a dropped jaw.

Support your lower jawbone with your upper and lower jaws, press down on your molars with your thumbs, and then push them back!

Click.

Perfect reset.

The entire process was smooth and quick, taking no more than ten seconds.

"I'm all better! I can talk now!" the dark-skinned, thin man exclaimed in surprise.

[Thanksgiving +10]

The two patients were utterly shocked.

The way he looked at Lynn was as if he were looking at the real God.

"Miracle doctor! Thank you so much! How much does this cost?" The two thanked him repeatedly.

Lynn slowly removed his gloves, glancing at Mike with indifferent eyes:

"Ahem, in principle, I don't charge for my medical treatment."

Mike, being a top-notch henchman, instantly understood what Lynn meant.

"Of course! Mr. Lin is here for charity!"

Mike, his face dark, stepped forward and lifted the two men out of the tent like chicks.

"But! You still have to cover the site fee for this high-end tent, the equipment wear and tear fee, and my security fee, right?"

A few minutes later.

Mike returned to the tent with a grin, respectfully handing over a crumpled wad of US dollars: "Mr. Lin, that's $800!"

Lynn was taken aback.

So many?

He originally thought that charging $200 per person would be about right.

"This is still a discounted price."

Mike snorted smugly, "If you went to a private hospital, you wouldn't even leave the door without ten thousand dollars! Charging them 800 is already charity!"

Lynn's lips curled slightly.

Mike is truly a genius!

After thinking for a moment, he pulled out two $100 bills and handed them to Mike: "These are for you."

Mike was so shocked that he waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no! Mr. Lin, it's my honor to serve you, I can't accept your money!"

"Take it."

Lynn's tone left no room for refusal as she patted the money against his chest:

"I'll use $100 to buy a cell phone at the secondhand market. It'll make it easier for me to contact you in the future and also to help me expand my business."

"Use another hundred dollars to find a few clean-cut guys to go to a pet store further away and get some anti-inflammatory drugs and antibiotics. They'll be very useful later."

"Also, from now on you'll work for me, and I promise you won't be treated unfairly."

Gratitude will eventually run out, but interests are different.

The only way to ensure success is to completely bind Mike to a relationship based on shared interests.

Upon hearing this, Mike was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

In this cold, messed-up world, someone is actually willing to buy a cell phone for this black homeless man.

They were even willing to offer him a job!

"Understood! I swear, I will... I will definitely find more high-quality clients for you! I swear!"

Mike patted his chest repeatedly, making sure he was absolutely certain, and was so excited he was almost incoherent.

"Very good, I believe you can do it."

Upon hearing this, Lynn's voice rose at the end, and the corners of her lips curved upwards.