"That depends on your own character, skills, and abilities."
Lin Li smiled at the two of them.
"Buying more houses is the right thing to do; houses hold their value."
Chen Dashan nodded, and Xiao Wang seemed to be deep in thought after hearing this.
After signing the contract with Xiao Wang, transferring the money at the bank, and settling Chen Dashan's renovation payment,
Lin Li looked at the balance in her account and let out a long sigh.
When will the balance in her account stabilize in the long term?
After putting the passbook into the space, I headed towards Xiushui Street.
As soon as I entered the clothing store, I saw Xu Ting busily working inside.
Upon seeing Lin Li arrive, she hurriedly handed over her work to the newly hired sales clerk and walked towards her.
"Dr. Lin, what brings you here today?"
Lin Li handed her a slip of paper with the addresses of four storefronts written on it.
"We've bought four storefronts. Two will sell clothes, and two will sell skincare and cosmetic products. You'll be in full charge, and I'll give you stock options as incentives."
Xu Ting: Dr. Lin, you really think highly of me.
“If you’re too busy, have Xu Yue come and help you, and give her equity incentives as well.”
"……good!"
The hands-off boss, Lin Li, patted Xu Ting on the shoulder and walked towards home.
I also bought a lot of braised food on the way, planning to have it as an extra meal tonight.
...
Completely opposite to Lin Li's mood was Lin Laosan, who was stuck in an alley outside the campus.
As soon as Lin Laosan stepped out of the campus, he was grabbed by a blond-haired man with a cigarette in his mouth, and a sharp object was pressed against his waist.
"Don't speak, come with me!"
As she spoke, she put her arm around him and led him into a small alley.
At the entrance of an alley, he gave Lin Laosan a hard shove.
Lin Laosan stumbled as he was pushed, almost falling to the ground.
He quickly turned his head and looked at the three figures at the alley entrance.
The leader, a blond-haired man, had a cigarette dangling from his mouth. He had rolled the cigarette himself from newspaper, and the ash was falling precariously onto his bell-bottoms.
He squinted at Lin Laosan and asked, "You're Lin Laosan?"
What do you want?
"I don't want to do anything, I just can't stand you!"
Lin Laosan: "...?"
Yellow Hair stubbed out his cigarette butt on the ground, leaving scorch marks on the bluestone slab from his army green rubber boots.
The skinny guy behind him suddenly leaned forward, and Lin Laosan noticed that there was a match tucked behind his ear.
The guy in the floral shirt brandished the switchblade in his hand, the blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
The sound of a bicycle bell came from deep within the alley, approaching from afar and then gradually fading away.
Lin Laosan took half a step back, his back against the mottled brick wall.
The slogan "Marching Towards Science," painted last year, still remains on the wall, though the red paint has peeled off, revealing the gray bricks underneath.
"Isn't your family quite domineering?"
Suddenly, the blond-haired man took a step forward, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
Lin Laosan smelled a cheap liquor odor on him, mixed with the sour smell of sweat, which made him feel nauseous.
Lin Laosan took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice steady: "Our family has always been law-abiding citizens. I don't understand what you mean by 'being arrogant'."
His gaze swept over the three men, noticing half a steel pipe sticking out of the blond man's military green satchel, and the skinny man's trouser pockets bulging, as if he were hiding something.
"Enough with the nonsense!"
Suddenly, the man in the flowery clothes threw a punch, the fist whistling as it hurtled straight for Lin Laosan's face.
Lin Laosan was prepared and suddenly dodged to the side, while grabbing the other person's wrist at the same time.
Does that mean all his martial arts training over the past few years was for nothing?
The girl in the floral dress was surprised that this well-mannered college student had such a skill, and cried out in pain, "Ouch!"
Upon seeing this, the blond-haired man pulled out a steel pipe from his bag and rushed forward.
The steel pipe swung in his hand, accompanied by a whistling sound.
Lin Laosan loosened his clothes, jumped to the side, and dodged the powerful blow.
The steel pipe struck the wall, kicking up a cloud of dust, and brick fragments fell in a flurry.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Skinny Monkey pulled out a folding knife from his pocket, snapped it open, and stabbed it towards Lin Laosan's lower back.
Hearing the wind behind him, Lin Laosan quickly lunged forward and lay down on the ground.
The blade grazed his shirt, leaving a gash.
"mean!"
Lin Laosan cursed under his breath, got up from the ground, and grabbed a wooden stick from the corner of the wall.
This wooden stick is used by nearby residents to dry their clothes; it also has several wires wrapped around it.
Huang Mao swung his steel pipe again, and Lin Laosan raised his wooden stick to block it.
With a "crack," the wooden stick was broken by the steel pipe, and Lin Laosan's arm went numb from the impact.
Taking advantage of the moment when Huang Mao's old strength was exhausted and his new strength had not yet been generated, he raised his leg and kicked Huang Mao in the stomach.
The blond-haired man bent over in pain, looking like a boiled shrimp.
Skinny Monkey charged at him again with a folding knife, but this time Lin Laosan did not dodge.
He sidestepped the blade, simultaneously grabbing the skinny monkey's wrist with his left hand and punching him hard in the elbow with his right fist.
With a sharp "crack," the skinny monkey screamed as the folding knife fell to the ground.
Seeing that things were not going well, the woman in the flowery dress turned around and tried to run away.
Lin Laosan wasn't about to let him get away with it. He chased after him and kicked him in the back of the knee.
The woman in the flowery dress lost her balance and fell to her knees with a thud.
Lin Laosan stepped forward, grabbed his hair, and slammed his face to the ground.
Suddenly, footsteps came from the alley entrance. Lin Laosan looked up and saw Zhao Dashan and Chen Yongming in the front dormitory.
They were stunned by what they saw.
Lin Laosan, panting heavily, shouted to them, "Quick, go call the police!"
Zhao Yongming immediately realized what was happening and hurriedly turned around and ran towards the school's security office.
Zhao Dashan, Zhou Jianguo, and other classmates who came over one after another gathered around and started talking all at once.
Lin Laosan then let go, his flowery clothes slumped to the ground, coughing incessantly.
Yellow Hair and Skinny Monkey also struggled to stand up, but both grimaced in pain.
Lin Laosan looked at them, his eyes as dark as ink.
He didn't want to cause trouble, but these people were really going too far.
Why are you all coming to cause me trouble?
"I asked, my voice tinged with anger," Lin Laosan asked.
Yellow Hair was in so much pain he couldn't speak, while Skinny Monkey glared fiercely at Lin Laosan: "Mind your own business!"
Lin Laosan sighed and ignored them.
He looked at the tear in his clothes and felt a pang of heartache.
This outfit was brought back to him by his mother from Hong Kong; he hasn't worn it for very long yet.
Not long after, the school's security personnel arrived, followed by three police officers.
The policeman saw the three people on the ground, then looked at Lin Laosan, and asked, "What happened here?"
Lin Laosan recounted what had happened, and the classmates who were passing by also testified.
The policeman nodded and said to the three men with yellow hair, "You're coming with us to the police station."
The three men with yellow hair tried to resist, but were stopped by the police with stern shouts.
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