Chapter 12: Then Let's Switch to a Rolls-Royce

"Alright." Wang Chengming nodded, his manner calm and unhurried as he inquired, "What kind of work did you do before?"

"Nothing much, I just started my own business, but it failed... I ended up owing quite a bit of money..." Lin Feng offered a random excuse. Coming here was like starting anew for him; he had no desire to revisit the past.

A look of understanding flashed in Wang Chengming's eyes. So, he had never held a regular job.

With a sympathetic pat on Lin Feng's shoulder, Wang Chengming said, "Don't worry, you're still young. There will be plenty of opportunities to start over. Here, the company pays thirteen thousand a month. Work steadily for a few years and you’ll pay off your debts."

Then, changing the subject, Wang Chengming added, "But working a regular job is different from running your own business. You'll need to clock in and out on time—no being late or leaving early."

"You can count on me," Lin Feng replied with a smile.

"Good." Wang Chengming nodded and said no more, flipping open the employee roster and writing Lin Feng’s name down. Offhandedly, he asked, "Are you related to Miss Liu?"

"No," Lin Feng answered, momentarily startled, and shook his head.

"You're not?" Wang Chengming paused, surprised. "Then why does she drive you to and from work?"

"Uh..." Lin Feng was instantly speechless.

Wang Chengming, surprised at first, then seemed to catch on. He looked at Lin Feng with a knowing, somewhat teasing smile. "Oh, I see. Say no more. From now on, your job will be to patrol the premises. Five rounds a day around the company, the rest is your own time. It’s an easy job..."

As he spoke, he had already entered Lin Feng’s name on the roll.

Lin Feng wanted to explain, but seeing how things stood, he couldn’t come up with a better excuse, so he decided to let it be.

"So, what exactly does the patrol involve?" he asked.

Wang Chengming replied, "It's split between morning and afternoon. Two rounds between 9:30 and 11:30 in the morning. Lunch break from 12 to 2. Then three rounds anytime from 3 to 8:30 in the evening."

He looked at Lin Feng with a hint of ingratiation. "It's a good job, really. Not only is it easy, if you work a full month, you can earn fifteen thousand!"

With such pay and such a light workload, it was clear what he was aiming for—some connection to Liu Tianhan.

Lin Feng was well aware. He wanted to explain, but the fact remained that Liu Tianhan had indeed been giving him rides to and from work. Any further explanation would only make things worse.

He decided to let things be.

After thanking Wang Chengming, Lin Feng collected his work badge and headed out to his new post.

There was a dedicated room for those on patrol duty, and everyone could rest at their own stations during downtime.

Wang Chengming personally escorted Lin Feng to his workstation. Though Lin Feng would’ve preferred otherwise, Wang Chengming insisted, so he kept silent.

All this coming and going drew many curious glances from the other employees.

After all, everyone working here was an elite in their own right.

Take Lin Feng’s neighbor, Li Hao, for instance—a young and talented master’s graduate who had fought hard to secure a security post at Yihan Group.

And now, at a time when the company wasn’t even hiring, a guy in his early twenties suddenly appeared. Everyone could guess what that meant.

After two patrols that morning, Lin Feng just followed along quietly; no one paid him any mind.

But Lin Feng was quite content with the peace and quiet.

Though some were unhappy, no one caused trouble. Everyone just did their job and took their paycheck.

The excitement from the morning had faded, and now Lin Feng was so hungry he felt hollow inside.

At eleven thirty, he ordered delivery.

He had already scouted the area; there was a busy commercial district nearby, so getting food wasn’t difficult.

At noon, when his shift ended, he picked up his food and was heading back to his post when he saw Li Hao coming out with his lunchbox.

Surprised, Lin Feng asked, "Does the company have a cafeteria?"

Li Hao, though a bit dismissive of Lin Feng, nodded, "There’s a staff cafeteria in the back."

"Oh, thanks," Lin Feng said politely. "I’ll try it tomorrow."

His courtesy softened some of Li Hao’s initial resentment. After all, they were all just workers—why make things hard on each other?

Seeing the takeout in Lin Feng’s hands, Li Hao kindly added, "The company gives a thousand yuan meal allowance each month, and the cafeteria prices are cheap. Just bring your own utensils."

No wonder this was such a big company—security guards not only earned over ten thousand a month, but also got meal subsidies.

Such perks were rare even in all of Jing City.

Lin Feng thanked him repeatedly. "Thank you, thank you."

Li Hao said nothing more and left with his lunch.

Left alone in the work area, Lin Feng returned to his seat, opened his takeout, and began to eat heartily.

...

"He ordered takeout?"

Ziguang Mansion Villa—the usual workplace of Chu Lingshuang.

At the moment, she was sitting on the couch, enjoying a delicate lunch just brought by the housekeeper, while video-chatting with Yu Xueyan on a large screen.

"Yes, Miss," Yu Xueyan replied, her exasperated expression filling the screen. "Isn’t he strange? Our cafeteria meals are made by star-rated chefs, but he refuses to eat there and insists on ordering out..."

Chu Lingshuang unhurriedly scooped up a spoonful of yogurt, her eyes glimmering with amusement.

"What did Tianhan say?" she asked.

"She didn’t really comment. Just said he wanted to switch cars because the Maybach attracted too much attention and made it inconvenient for work," Yu Xueyan replied, her face full of bafflement. "He sure has a lot of requests. I don’t get it..."

Too conspicuous?

A glint of mischief flashed in Chu Lingshuang’s eyes. "Then switch it to a Rolls-Royce."

"What?!" Yu Xueyan was caught completely off guard by Chu Lingshuang’s suggestion.

Was Miss just playing around?!

A black Maybach was already considered low-profile. Now she wanted to switch to a Rolls-Royce? Wasn’t that just advertising Lin Feng’s identity to the whole company?!

But she dared not object to her mistress’s decision, only nodded, "Alright, I’ll let Tianhan know."

Chu Lingshuang said nothing further, her gaze lost in thought as she stared at the exquisite dishes on her plate.

She’d already let him come out to work, and yet he was still trying to distance himself from her?

Suddenly, a cold smile curved Chu Lingshuang’s lips.

Did he really think things would be that simple?

She moved her lips and her icy voice rang out, "Inform the board: tomorrow at nine in the morning, I’ll be at the company to convene a board meeting."

"What?!" Yu Xueyan was stunned.

Since Miss had taken over the company, it was always Yu Xueyan who called the board meetings. Miss usually worked from her villa in the city, at most joining by video, and only visited the company in person once every six months. Yet it hadn’t even been a month since her last visit—she was coming again so soon?