Awakening the Daily Intelligence System

The next day, early morning.

Although Lin Mo went to bed late, he got up very early.

He was finally going home, which was inevitably quite exciting.

He drove his newly purchased Maybach to a large specialty liquor store and bought a lot of good liquors like Maotai, Wuliangye, and Jiannanchun.

Because it was a large store with guaranteed quality, although the price was quite high, there was no need to worry about buying counterfeit drinks.

His wife had mentioned yesterday that many people had come to their home with gifts before, and it was a good opportunity to return the favor during the New Year.

Using Lin Changshui’s words from before, although our family is poor, we can’t take advantage of others, and reciprocity is what makes social exchange.

As a post-90s, Lin Mo had never really liked these visits to relatives.

However, even if it was just to make his parents feel at ease, he still had to do what needed to be done.

Consider it fulfilling filial duty.

After purchasing all the necessary items, the Maybach’s trunk was almost full, and it was already past two in the afternoon. Lin Mo went to North City District City Hospital to process Zhang Li’s discharge.

Song Xuyan had already taken care of all the paperwork in advance and even refunded several hundred thousand yuan in medical expenses, personally escorting him and Zhang Li to the underground parking lot.

Upon seeing Lin Mo’s newly bought Maybach, Song Xuyan’s expression didn’t change much. In his view, it would be normal even for Lin Mo to own a private plane; a Maybach was nothing out of the ordinary, not just for Lin Mo, but something he could buy with his eyes closed.

Zhang Li’s eyes, on the other hand, widened in an instant.

Something wasn’t right.

Lin Siyu had once told him that her brother, Lin Mo, worked in construction, earning about a thousand yuan a day.

However, Zhang Li could feel that, from the moment he woke up to now, both the attitude of the people around Lin Mo and Lin Mo’s own demeanor didn’t seem to match that of a construction worker.

The director of the prestigious First City Hospital wouldn’t show such care and consideration to the family member of a construction worker.

And it was even less likely for a construction worker to have access to a special care ward.

But although Zhang Li was full of doubts, he ultimately didn’t ask.

On one hand, Song Xuyan was present; on the other hand, his own status was rather awkward, so it wasn’t appropriate to inquire about such matters.

Song Xuyan was very observant, proactively opening the car door for Lin Mo and humbly saying, “Mr. Lin, I wish you a smooth journey.”

As Lin Mo was preparing to get into the car, he lowered his voice and said to Song, “Director Song, thank you for your help during this time. When you have a chance, check your overseas bank account; there’s a surprise.”

One never knows when Song Xuyan might be needed again, so Lin Mo could not solely threaten him with information, but had to be both kind and formidable.

Plus, Lin Mo wasn’t really short on money now, and the tip he meant to give Song Xuyan still had to be given.

Kindness and authority are the techniques to manage people.

Song Xuyan was momentarily stunned, then hastily said, “Mr. Lin…You’re too polite, I actually…”

Before he could finish pledging his loyalty, Lin Mo had already driven the Maybach out of the underground parking lot, taking Zhang Li towards home.

With the New Year approaching, everyone was rushing home in all sorts of ways, homeward bound.

Even though this year again there was no holiday for New Year’s Eve, and slogans like “overtime is honorable” were abundant, it didn’t stop most people from being determined to go home for the New Year.

Are you kidding?

Many young people are choosing not to have children at all—are they supposed to be scared of a boss who keeps nagging?

With more people heading home, there were more cars on the highways. Even though he wasn’t driving a Mazda, Lin Mo was unfortunately caught in a traffic jam.

Thankfully, there were two people in the car, who could chat with each other, making it not too boring.

Zhang Li was feeling jittery and uneasy about seeing Lin Siyu again soon.

The Lin family felt they had caused trouble for Zhang Li, while Zhang Li felt he had failed to drive carefully and inconvenienced Lin Mo’s family.

Both were filled with remorse.

It was only around 9 o’clock in the evening when Lin Mo finally saw his village.

So as not to have the whole family waiting at the door for him, Lin Mo intentionally didn’t say exactly when he would arrive—a surprise for them.

The dazzling Maybach drove through the narrow village roads, starkly contrasting with the surroundings.

As Lin Mo passed the square near the village committee house, he instantly noticed his wheelchair-bound parents and a group of local officials and the village head standing around.

Behind them was a stage, with many villagers gathered to enjoy the opera performance.

With his parents there, his wife and the others were sure to be around.

Holding this thought, Lin Mo parked the Maybach on the side of the road and said to Zhang Li in the passenger seat, “My parents are here watching a show, I’ll go call them over.”

Zhang Li nodded and said, “Okay, Mo, you go ahead.”

As soon as Lin Mo got out of the car, he found several villagers had gathered around, already discussing his car.

“Wow! This car looks powerful!”

“That’s for sure, this is a Maybach, worth several million!!”

“How much?!”

“Several million? You must be joking, right?”

“Damn, aside from the Changshui family, has someone else in our village gotten rich?”

“I think the one sitting inside… it looks like Lin Mo!!!”

Amid their comments, Lin Mo stepped out of the car, and seeing Lin Mo, the expressions of the villagers turned even more surprised.

“Mo?”

“Damn, Mo is back!”

“Mo, is this Maybach yours too????”

“What the?!”

“Hey—Mr. Lin, your son is back!”

“Mrs. Xu, Lin Mo is back!”

“Old Lin, you’re doing quite well now!”