Peninsula: The young master is poor and doesn't want to date.

Chapter 11 Isn't this Ran Mouri?

"Third Young Master, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Ding Lilan."

Li Zheng waved his hand.

"I'm not a young master anymore. Your dad probably told you that I'm just a convenience store worker now."

"Then I'll call you Third Young Master too. I'm very grateful for your care of my father."

Her voice was gentle and she was very polite.

He was completely different from the special forces soldier Ding Wulang had just described.

"I just heard your dad say you're really good at fighting?"

Ding Lilan smiled.

He didn't have that "I'm very strong" arrogance at all; on the contrary, he was very humble.

"Fortunately, many of those rankings in the military were due to teammates being modest and yielding to me."

Li Zhengyi looked her up and down.

She is quite pretty, has a gentle smile, and a very harmless demeanor.

But when his gaze fell downwards, it landed on those shapely, long legs.

His first thought wasn't about matters between men and women.

And if a real fight breaks out, can legs that aren't much thicker than an idol's actually kick someone?

When the thought first came to her mind, Ding Lilan's brows twitched slightly.

Did she notice?

So sensitive?

Li Zhengyi felt as if he had just been locked onto by some kind of combat radar; this woman's combat intuition was extremely strong.

"Snap! Crack!"

The solid wood desk in front of him suddenly split in the middle.

The documents flew up, the wine bottles rolled on the ground, and the few sheets of paper that Ding Wulang had just written down scattered all over the place.

It wasn't chopped with your hands.

It's done with your feet.

A split kick from above.

Their posture was textbook perfect, and their strength was as fierce as a demolition crew.

And she wasn't kicking while wearing sneakers.

She was wearing slippers.

Cotton slippers.

Just as she put her slippers back on, the desk collapsed completely.

Li Zhengyi sat in the chair, his mouth slightly open, looking at the pile of wooden remains.

Ding Lilan had regained her gentle expression, her eyes curving into crescents, and asked him:

"Third Young Master, will this prove my strength?"

Li Zhengyi swallowed.

West 8.

Is this guy even human?

This looks like it came straight out of an anime/manga world.

Even Ran Mouri isn't as fierce as you.

He blurted out, "Wow, you're Ran Mouri herself, aren't you?"

"Ran Mouri?"

Ding Lilan tilted her head. "Third Young Master, who is Mao Lilan? Is it a Korean name?"

"No, it's not. It's just a character from an anime. It's not important."

Li Zheng blinked hard, stood up from the chair, and looked at the mess on the floor.

Then he saw Ding Wulang collapse onto the broken desk and howl in agony.

"My sandalwood desk!!!"

"This is a genuine product!!"

"Do you know how much I paid for it?!"

"It was flown directly from Thailand to Seoul!!"

"The invoice is still in the drawer!!"

"160,000 Korean won!!"

"My salary!!!"

Upon hearing the price, Li Zheng instantly snapped out of his daze.

"Wait, you said 160,000 Korean won? That's less than 1,000 yuan... Shenxi Eight Sandalwood, where did you buy this cheap stuff?"

When Ding Wulang stopped crying, he raised his head, and there wasn't a single tear on his face.

"...Dongmiao Secondhand Market. But, but the shopkeeper said these are antique furniture pieces from the Republic of China era."

"That's a scammer, you've been fooled."

Li Zheng rolled his eyes.

Ding Wulang started howling again.

"Liar!! That guy surnamed Wang!!! I won't let him get away with this!!!"

Ding Lilan had stopped paying attention to her father and instead took out her phone, opened the notes app, and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Third Young Master, my monthly salary is only five million Korean won."

five million.

Less than 27,000 RMB.

It's cheaper than that broken table from before.

Lee Jung-yi glanced at the "160,000 won sandalwood desk" lying on the ground, then at the woman in front of him who could stomp on solid wood like sugarcane.

500 million Korean won a month.

It's cheaper than the market price.

The salary of two entry-level white-collar workers in Seoul is enough to hire a female bodyguard with combat skills comparable to those in anime.

value.

It was totally worth it.

"Deal. The money will be transferred to your account from overseas."

Ding Lilan put away her phone, her smile becoming even gentler.

"Thank you, Third Young Master. From today onwards, your safety will be my responsibility."

"Don't be too formal. You call me senior, and I'll call you Xiaolan. Just tell everyone you're a new part-time worker at the convenience store."

"clear."

Lee Jung-il glanced at Ding Wulang, who was still clutching the broken piece of wood and howling, sighed, and took out a few Korean won from his pocket, placing them on the table next to him.

"Alright, stop howling. Here's an extra 100,000, buy a new table. And don't forget the task I just added."

Ding Wulang immediately stopped faking his crying and clutched the money in his hand.

"Don't worry, with me, Ding Wulang, there's nothing I can't find out. I guarantee you'll be satisfied. Xiaolan, work hard for the boss; my future depends on you."

Ding Lilan smiled at her father.

That smile.

very gentle.

But Ding Wulang inexplicably shivered.

"Dad, didn't you say last month that you had a secret stash of money? Where did you put it?"

"No! No! Absolutely not! Who's spreading rumors!"

Ding Wulang's forehead was covered in sweat.

Li Zhengyi was too lazy to even look at the father and daughter.

He walked to the door, turned back to Ding Lilan and said:

"Come to the store this afternoon and I'll teach you how to work as a cashier."

"Yes, senior."

3 PM.

When Li Zheng returned to the convenience store, the auntie on the day shift was chatting with a deliveryman.

"Zhengyi, who is this?"

The aunt looked at Ding Lilan, who was following behind Li Zhengyi.

Ding Lilan had changed out of her sportswear and was now wearing a plain white sweatshirt and jeans, with her hair tied in a low ponytail and a canvas bag on her back.

That tuft of hair sticking up in a cone shape is still there.

That's part of the character's personality.

"The new employee is taking over your shift."

"Oh, a newbie. That's perfect, I've found a new job, at least I won't be dozing off here all day."

The aunt readily handed over her work, and before leaving, she complimented Ding Lilan, saying that she was really pretty.

There were only two people left in the convenience store.

Li Zhengyi spent half an hour teaching her how to use the cash register, when to turn on the oden pot, how to arrange the shelves, and how to dispose of expired items.

Ding Lilan listened attentively, nodding occasionally.

They learn very quickly.

"senior."

"What's wrong?"

"Although Kowloon Village is a relatively unsafe area, there are eight visible surveillance cameras in this alley."

"There's a security camera at each of the two intersections, and another above the convenience store's main entrance. With the coverage of these three cameras, anyone entering the alley will be captured by one of them within three seconds of entering."

Li Zheng glanced at her.

"Did you count them on the way here?"

"I counted them on the way here, and then when I came out to get the drinks just now, I also checked that corner over there. Would you like to hear the locations of the other five cameras, senior?"

Ding Lilan continued to smile, her voice gentle.

Li Zhengyi remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he said, "Go on."

"Hmm. There are only two blind spots. One is the back window of the convenience store's warehouse, which is 1.8 meters high and 55 centimeters wide, and it's impossible for anyone who isn't of average height to pass through. The other is behind the electrical distribution box on the east side, but that location is only half a meter away from the drain on the ground, and the ground is unstable after it rains. If we want to sneak into this store, these are the two most feasible routes."

Li Zheng paused for a long time.

He had lived here for two years and hadn't noticed any of this.

As a result, they had already mastered this level of understanding in just a short time.

In the end, all he could do was give a thumbs up.

"major."

"Thank you for the compliment, senior."

Ding Lilan's eyes crinkle when she smiles, a particularly gentle kind of smile.

But after seeing this woman smash an office desk in half with one kick, Li Zhengyi only felt that this smile was reassuring.