22: Chapter 22 Bald Bandit 22: Chapter 22 Bald Bandit “Director An, who was that guy?
Do we need to report him for sexual harassment?” the female assistant asked while driving.
This was a new assistant, temporarily replacing the injured Assistant Li for a few days, so she would return to her original job soon and didn’t recognize Lin Yifan.
“No need, he’s my lifesaver,” An Qi replied.
“Was it him who subdued those kidnappers?”
The assistant’s face showed surprise as she had heard about this incident; learning that Director An had been kidnapped again, she was angry and eager to see those bad guys get what they deserved.
He’s going to be my bodyguard from now on.
You all should respect each other and not make things difficult, got it?”
The female assistant obediently drove, no longer distracted by questions.
As An Qi’s car drove away, Lin Yifan also needed to head back to the Grand Restaurant to wash the dishes from today.
He had taken on today’s work and felt it would be untrustworthy not to complete it; so, for his personal reputation, he decided to finish the job before doing anything else.
After returning to the restaurant and finishing the dishwashing, he quit his job.
The owner of the Grand Restaurant really wanted to retain him; it was hard to find such a good dishwasher, but when he learned that Lin Yifan had found a job paying tens of thousands, he kept silent.
As the saying goes, the highest bidder wins; people always gravitate to higher-paying opportunities.
If you offer a lot more money, naturally, they will follow you; a hundred plus a day is hardly worth their attention.
Leaving the restaurant and walking on the street, Lin Yifan looked around as he searched for the 24-hour ATM of Secular World Bank, planning to deposit the money he got today into his father’s account.
It was past eleven at night, and the streets were eerily quiet with almost no pedestrians around.
At this time of night, going to a 24-hour ATM alone could be quite dangerous.
However, for Lin Yifan, who was extraordinarily skilled, the night was his domain; anyone who dared to provoke him was looking for trouble.
After searching for half an hour, he finally found a 24-hour ATM of Secular World Bank on a dimly lit street.
The shops on both sides of this street had long since closed, making it desolate and frightening.
A normal person would never dare to transfer money or withdraw cash at an ATM alone at this hour, but Lin Yifan dared, because he was the nightmare of the bad guys; anyone who dared to mess with him was bound to be unlucky.
Walking into this 24-hour ATM, Lin Yifan chose a machine and started to insert the bank card An Qi had given him.
He entered the pin, clicked on balance inquiry; the account balance quickly displayed, exactly three hundred thousand, not a yuan more or less.
Lin Yifan was extremely excited, it seemed An Qi hadn’t lied to him.
My parents’ medical expenses finally have a solution!”
Looking at the six figures on the ATM screen, he was so moved that he teared up.
These past few days, in order to earn more money to pay off debts, he had been hauling bricks on construction sites by day and washing dishes at the Grand Restaurant by night, to the point of exhaustion.
But still, it wasn’t enough to cover the growing medical expenses of his parents.
So now, having this much money relaxed him a bit.
“”I must work hard from now on and repay that ‘stinky woman’.
Oh no, I mean the beautiful CEO,”” he thought.
Lin Yifan suddenly realized that An Qi wasn’t as bad as he had imagined, so he no longer detested her, and even felt a trace of gratitude.
This truly was a debt of gratitude, a favor that must be repaid with a spring of kindness.
After the excitement, he hit the “return” button, ready to transfer the money.
However, just as he was entering his father’s bank card number, a bald man with a black stocking over his head and a fruit knife in hand suddenly burst in, intending to rob him.
Due to his professional instincts, Lin Yifan quickly reacted.
He lifted his foot and kicked backward with force.
The knife-wielding robber stepped back, quickly dodging.
Lin Yifan turned around, his face cold as he stared at the bald robber and barked, “What do you want?”
“Hand over the money or don’t blame my knife for being merciless,” the bald robber didn’t beat around the bush, getting straight to the point.
Knowing the other person was a robber, Lin Yifan retorted, “Get lost, or don’t blame my feet for being merciless.”
He wasn’t afraid at all, for in this world, there was no one he, Cheetah, couldn’t take down; hence, even with a knife in the other person’s hand, he was unafraid.
Is everyone from the Secular World this conceited?”
The bald robber with the black stocking was surprised; he never expected his first “business” to encounter someone so tough.
It seemed people of the Secular World were not to be messed with.
Lin Yifan, indignant, challenged, “What Secular World?
There’s only one world unless you’re from another planet.”
“Can’t be bothered to argue with someone as ignorant as you.” The bald robber didn’t want to waste time and threatened again, “This is your last chance.
Give me the money, or I’ll have to get physical.”
“I’ll also give you one last chance, get out, or you’ll be beaten so badly even your parents won’t recognize you!”
Lin Yifan stood his ground, refusing to back down.
The bald robber had never expected Lin Yifan to be so tough and figured he needed to teach Lin Yifan a lesson—without it, Lin Yifan wouldn’t realize how formidable he was.
So, he tucked the fruit knife away; then clenched his fist and attacked Lin Yifan.
Robbery wasn’t his intent, he just wanted to quickly make money this way; hence he wouldn’t use the knife unless absolutely necessary.