Upon thinking this, Lan Zihua felt a slight stir in her heart and told herself, "I believe Lin Beichen can rescue me. I don't need to let him take risks. If it affects him, then it's my fault."

Lan Zihua smiled slightly and then sincerely said to this young man, "Brother, I'm very grateful that you're willing to help me. But let me tell you this, it's not that I don't believe you can help me."

"I trust Mr. Lin Beichen's abilities and strength; he can rescue me. You just need to wait here for him, that's my personal opinion."

"Don't sacrifice too much for me; it might not be good in the end. Do you understand?"

Lan Zihua reiterated.

After all, she thought if this young man really had significant abilities, he wouldn't be working here, would he?

He's working here for the enemy now, clearly showing his personal skills aren't much, just a head full of passion.

Zhang Yuefei furrowed his brows and was silent for a while before saying to Lan Zihua, "Sister, I know you're considering my safety and don't want me to take big risks. I'm very touched by this and I'm extremely grateful."

"But let me put it this way, this time when I rescue you, I'm quite confident. You just wait, alright?"

"If anything really goes wrong, it won't relate back to you. After all, relying passively on Mr. Lin Beichen to rescue us here isn't such a reliable plan."

Hearing Zhang Yuefei speak like this, Lan Zihua fell silent because what he said was true. She, in fact, didn't have complete confidence that Lin Beichen could rescue her in the next few days.

It's not that Lin Beichen lacks capability, but the situation is changing too fast now.

If Lin Beichen doesn't manage to find these people's addresses, or if he isn't willing to negotiate and compromise with these people, won't she become a sacrifice?

They all understand that Lin Beichen truly cares about that person.

However, men typically focus more on their long-term plans.

Perhaps, Lin Beichen might really sacrifice that person for his own interests.

Lan Zihua's eyes fell on Zhang Yuefei, and after a moment of tension in her gaze, she said, "Dear little brother, can you help sister out with something? But you must be careful and pay attention to your safety."

Lan Zihua's words carried a gentle tone, mixed with a bit of awkwardness.

Her mindset was extremely conflicted at this moment: on one side wanting Zhang Yuefei's help, and on the other, her conscience reminded her not to let this young man take risks.

However, Zhang Yuefei nodded decisively, his face full of excitement, as he said to Lan Zihua, "Sister, don't worry, I'll definitely help you this time. I'm heading over now."

"Just await my good news," Zhang Yuefei said, bowing to Lan Zihua and then turning to leave. He already had a plan in mind.

He planned to injure his leg, hoping to come away with a trouble-making injury. Although they have ruthless hearts, seeing that he can no longer work, they might spend money to sustain him.

Maybe, they'll even see him as a burden and decide to let him go.

After all, in their eyes, he is just an insignificant person, not worth much effort on their part.

After tidying up his bowl, Zhang Yuefei walked to the stairway. Clenching his teeth, many thoughts passed through his mind.

"Mr. Lin Beichen, I initially wanted to become your apprentice. If that had succeeded, how could I still be here working as a laborer? I probably would be living in luxury, holding a high position by now."

"But now that it has come to this, I have no other way but to fight for it. If this succeeds, I'll certainly have a place with Lin Beichen, and future benefits won't be lacking for me either."

Upon this thought, Zhang Yuefei steeled his resolve, using his knee to hit the stair edge.

Immediately following, he let out a scream, tumbling from the fifth floor to the fourth. The guards nearby came rushing over, seeing Zhang Yuefei lying on the ground.

Among them was an old man with a shaved head who furrowed his brows and cursed at Zhang Yuefei, "What happened, you kid? How did you end up looking like this?"

The old man looked at Zhang Yuefei's pitiful state and directly rushed forward to grab his hand.

These people are local thugs, lacking any conscience or compassion.

They only see Zhang Yuefei as a troublemaker, fearing this might spill trouble onto all of them.

"How do you walk, brat? Taking such a big tumble, what are you trying to do?" the old man shouted at Zhang Yuefei.

If the people above hear about this, they'll definitely start questioning. Moreover, Zhang Yuefei can't work now, and they'll have to cover his medical costs, which will be deducted from their wages.

Zhang Yuefei trembled as he humbly said to the bald man, "I was just thinking about something and didn't pay attention, so I fell. I really didn't do it on purpose."

He clutched his lower leg, crying out in pain.

The bald man stared at him with furrowed brows, thinking this kid might genuinely be clumsy enough to cause such a big trouble.

"You fool, do you know how much trouble you cause? With this fall, all of us will have our wages docked, and the boss above will definitely question how we can't even manage basic safety issues."

The bald man shouted at Zhang Yuefei.

Quickly admitting his mistake, Zhang Yuefei said it was an accident and hoped to quickly leave now to treat his leg.