80: The world is a huge makeshift team

Meeting the right person at the wrong time.

I can't get anything done, and tomorrow I have to make up for the May Day holiday.

After dinner, Ye Su said goodbye to Chen Xinyi, left the apartment, and returned to his rental, waiting for the intel to refresh on Sunday morning.

[Ding!]

[Daily Intel (Level 2): Due to employee negligence, Poyun Group mistakenly disposed of a batch of confidential documents as trash. The documents have now ended up at the Funing Street waste recycling station. Help the group retrieve the documents to receive a 50,000 yuan reward.]

Huh?

Treating confidential documents as trash—is it really that absurd?

Looking at the intel that refreshed right on time, Ye Su was dumbfounded.

As expected, the world is just one huge, makeshift stage. The messes people can make are far greater than you could ever imagine!

"Will they really give me a 50,000 yuan reward?"

Ye Su hadn't forgotten that last time, the intel refreshed with a 20,000 yuan "Lost Dog Notice."

It was only because he was sharp enough to look up a guide online beforehand and rely on the methods taught in the comments section that he managed to get the 20,000 yuan reward he deserved after much trouble.

This time, it's a big corporation. They have their own dedicated legal consultants, so the methods taught online would definitely be useless against such a large company.

If they just didn't want to pay the 50,000 yuan, there would be nothing he could do about it.

After all, the group certainly wouldn't dare to offer a public reward for losing confidential documents due to management negligence, lest it damage the group's credibility.

Without a written reward, if he insisted on demanding it, they might even frame him for extortion and have him sent to jail.

"They're a group, after all. They couldn't be so stingy that they wouldn't even give me travel expenses after I help them return their confidential documents, right?"

With the attitude of testing the group's integrity, Ye Su took out his phone and typed [Poyun Group] into the search bar, wanting to see if they had any negative news.

Upon checking, Ye Su was stunned again.

"Poyun Group, Poyun Jewelry—isn't that Li Mengyao's family's group?"

After selling the Moutai, Ye Su had put her out of his mind. His only impression was that her family was in the jewelry business; he had even forgotten the brand name was [Poyun].

"No wonder the system said that helping them retrieve the documents would earn me a 50,000 yuan reward; it knew I had an acquaintance in the group."

Judging by Li Mengyao's appearance, she didn't seem like one of those stingy rich people who wouldn't even part with a few tens of thousands.

Upon learning that it was Li Mengyao's group that lost the documents, Ye Su's misgivings lessened, and he believed the 50,000 yuan reward mentioned by the intel wasn't groundless.

"I hope the recycling station owner doesn't dispose of the trash too quickly, or there's nothing I can do to help."

Ye Su looked up online what methods he could use to get things back after accidentally selling them to a recycling station, then put his phone down and went to sleep with peace of mind.

...

The class made up on Sunday at school was for Monday, the fifth of next month.

To do a good deed, Ye Su "reluctantly" asked Lin Jingjie to answer for him during morning roll call, and after finishing breakfast, he went to the waste recycling station to stake it out.

He didn't have to wait long before a man arrived at the front of the recycling station, opened the rolling shutter door, and pushed it up.

"Hello, Boss!"

When the boss opened the door, Ye Su had already trotted over, pretending to be extremely anxious.

The boss looked confused and, at the same time, watched the young man who had rushed over as soon as the station opened with a hint of wariness: "What's the matter?"

"Boss, did you accept a batch of waste yesterday!"

Ye Su seemed a bit incoherent, and at the same time, he took the remaining Hard Chunghwa cigarettes from yesterday out of his pocket and handed one to the boss.

The boss was left speechless by Ye Su's question: "I run a waste recycling station; which day do I not accept waste..."

As he spoke, he took the cigarette from Ye Su's hand and skillfully tucked it behind his ear.

"I said it wrong. It's a batch of waste paper that looks like documents."

The system hadn't told Ye Su what the documents looked like, so he just gestured wildly with both hands, not even knowing what he was gesturing, hoping the boss would understand what he meant.

The boss carefully recalled for a moment, then nodded: "I seem to have some impression of that. They were in bags, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Ye Su hurriedly agreed.

"What do you want?" Hearing that he might have accepted something like documents, the boss immediately looked at Ye Su with vigilance.

"Those are our company's documents. I'm usually responsible for keeping them, but yesterday I accidentally put the documents in the wrong place, and the cleaning lady collected them as trash. I asked around all the way here and found out that those documents were eventually sold to you."

"That's your company's documents?"

The boss looked suspicious, not knowing whether Ye Su was telling the truth or was a scammer targeting him.

"That's right, those are definitely our company's documents. Can you let me go in and look for them? If these documents are lost, I'll definitely be fired by the company!"

He only said he wanted to retrieve company documents; he shouldn't be a scammer, right?

The boss weighed the pros and cons before pointing Ye Su in a direction: "Those are all the waste paper collected yesterday. Go over there and look for yourself to see if the documents are in there."

"Okay! Thank you, Boss!"

With the system's help, Ye Su had already seen a familiar light shining from within a pile of waste paper.

To prevent the boss from changing his mind, after thanking him, Ye Su dove into the pile of waste paper and began moving the paper aside bundle by bundle.

The boss watched him closely from behind, obviously still worried that Ye Su was pulling some kind of new scam he hadn't heard of.

"Found it!"

After moving the outer layer of waste paper, Ye Su saw two bundles of yellow kraft paper envelopes mixed in with the waste paper, glowing with a dazzling light.

He moved the two bundles of waste paper out, untied them, and picked out the file bags inside.

After confirming that there was no more system prompt light shining in the remaining pile of waste paper, Ye Su pretended to count the file bags:

"Thank goodness, they're all here!"

Ye Su feigned a sigh of relief, stacked all the file bags neatly, retied the waste paper he had just undone, and then thanked the boss again:

"I've retrieved all the documents, thank you, Boss! Look, how much did you spend to collect these documents? I'll transfer the money to you."

"Handsome guy, that's not the right way to put it."

Confirming that Ye Su was indeed there to retrieve company documents, the boss immediately changed his tune:

"I collected these things; how can you just buy them back at the recycling price? Since you said these are documents lost by your company, and they look quite important, besides the recycling costs, you have to give me some kind of reward, right?"

Ye Su knew the 50,000 yuan wouldn't be so easy to earn:

"Here is 200 yuan; this is the cost for me to buy back these documents, and the rest will be for your trouble."

The boss was clearly trying to extort him, but Ye Su still smiled apologetically, took out the 200 yuan in cash he had prepared in advance from his pocket, and handed it over.