CHAPTER 177: CHAPTER 152: THERE ARE STILL MORE GOOD PEOPLE IN THE WORLD

After finishing lunch, Lin Li asked Wu Min to help log him back into the food delivery account, then went out to wrap up task number four.

"Sun, it’s the Mid-Autumn Festival today, haven’t you kept track? Hou Yi should really shoot you in the face."

As Lin Li pushed the electric scooter to its maximum speed, feeling the slightly warm breeze blowing against him, he complained.

Wasn’t it supposed to be only June, July, and August that belonged to summer? Then what’s today’s high of thirty degrees supposed to mean?

"Your coffee." Lin Li ran towards the waiting customer down the office building.

"Thank you." The tired office worker yawned and returned to the building.

Donkeys won’t whip themselves, but humans will buy coffee for their bosses.

Humans, pretty impressive, right?

Even Hannibal would shake his head at this; with Uncle Ba’s quality control, he surely wouldn’t eat the bitter workhorse.

And isn’t spilling coffee more invigorating than drinking it? Why does everyone choose to drink it?

"Buddy, be careful, they’re checking helmets up ahead." On his way back, a passerby turned his head to remind Lin Li.

"Ah? Thanks, man!"

Truly a good person, Lin Li sincerely wished in his heart that he’d never lack love, nor people when doing that.

He quickly stopped the scooter and put on his helmet.

If caught, a fine is one thing, but he might also get an earful, especially since the scooter isn’t his, which could be a hassle.

The rental did come with a helmet, but Lin Li usually hung it on the front of the scooter without wearing it because wearing it for long would mess up his hair, turning a bowl-cut into flatbread-head, and combing the roots would sting. Lin Li, who didn’t enjoy such experiences, chose not to wear it under the mindset of taking a chance.

Of course, it’s not recommended; safety is important.

After securing the helmet, Lin Li continued forward.

"Uncle Yang?"

"Lin Li?"

Upon reaching the intersection, Lin Li noticed someone in a Town Car Bureau uniform looked very familiar, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Uncle, how did you become a traffic cop?" Lin Li maneuvered the electric scooter slightly out of the way and curiously asked.

Though in small towns and villages, during manpower shortages, the Demon Suppression Bureau and Town Car Bureau did share personnel occasionally. But Lin Li remembered that Yangliang wasn’t exactly at the base level of the Demon Suppression Bureau, so it shouldn’t be up to him—especially since it’s Mid-Autumn today.

"Holiday shortages mean staffing issues, and I plan to save up for a long break to rest, so I swapped shifts." Yangliang sighed.

"I can see that! Uncle, you definitely need a good rest. You’ve become quite haggard." Lin Li noted Yangliang’s prominent dark circles and nodded in agreement, then advised with concern, "Uncle, as you get older, you must take better care of your health."

Be sure to value yourself so that when I succeed in cultivation, I can heal your chronic ailments.

The Yang family name is so rare; it must carry on.

Yangliang: "..."

Kid, want to guess what I’ve been busy with before my rotation?

However, thanks to Lin Li’s ’aid’, the Sanqiao Demon Suppression Bureau received commendations from above, and the year-end bonuses would be quite substantial. Additionally, since Sanqiao appreciates the hard work and sacrifices of the anti-prostitution team, they not only offered bonuses but also provided extra leave, which Yangliang planned to use between Mid-Autumn and National Day to go out and unwind in the off-season.

The only issue is that the leadership hopes that next time they go to a city meeting, they can share their extraordinary anti-prostitution success stories with colleagues from other areas, almost making Yangliang sweat bullets.

How do you share that? Suggest everyone go meet Lin Li and get to know Song Luping?

These, though, didn’t need to be told to Lin Li. Yangliang didn’t want to add pressure on this poor yet strong kid, so he shifted the topic and asked Lin Li, "I’ll be careful. Lin Li, are you... delivering food?"

Yangliang looked at the Meituan helmet on Lin Li’s head and the thermal box at the back of the scooter, hesitant to believe his own judgment.

"Yeah." Lin Li turned around to open his thermal box, took out a bag containing bubble tea with the delivery seal still intact, and asked directly, "Uncle, always standing around in this heat without even some shade, hard work—would you like some bubble tea?"

Yangliang: "?"

What kind of delivery person does that? You just take the customer’s stuff and offer it? That’s illegal, you know; they might need to call the police themselves.

No, before that—

"Lin Li, why are you a delivery person!?" Yangliang’s tone suddenly dropped, laden with additional concern: "Have you encountered any difficulties in life? Money problems?"

"Not at all, Uncle Yang, money isn’t an issue. I haven’t even finished spending last time’s bonus. It’s purely for fun, to experience life. It’s quite interesting." Lin Li laughed and used the same excuse as he did with Wu Min.

Watching Lin Li’s sunny smile, Yangliang fell silent.

He got it again.

No one understands Lin Li better than him.

Truly a good kid, always figuring out ways to supplement the family’s income.

Although, as he recalled, one can’t be a courier until they’re eighteen, but at this moment, how could he bring up such a matter and make Lin Li feel uncomfortable?

Law enforcement should be compassionate.

"I see." Yangliang’s throat felt dry as he slowly nodded, with nothing else to say.

"Uncle, I won’t keep you from your work anymore, and I need to keep delivering, or I’ll run over time." Lin Li then said.

"Okay, remember... if you need help, look for me."

Yangliang watched Lin Li ride off into the distance.

Truly a good kid.

This time around, I will do my utmost to fight for the bonuses and honors for you, nephew.

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[Perfect completion of 30 tasks issued by the Meituan Escort Sect (28/30)]