| WRIAWW | I See! You Are Indeed the Boss! | 57
Zong Le had no idea that in the eyes of the three major guilds, his reputation had already been tarnished, turning him into a shut-in who never left home after completing missions.
He was even more unaware that these three guilds had deployed a large number of people to stake out the streets of Infinite Space in their search for him.
After taking over Taikang Yongle Hospital, Zong Le had put in tremendous effort to reform its culture, barely sleeping for two consecutive days.
Fortunately, Zongle's physique was extraordinary, and he didn't actually need sleep. However, he was accustomed to sleeping like a normal person, so going without sleep for days felt a bit uncomfortable, but it wasn't physically unbearable.
His relentless efforts, however, made life miserable for the original staff of Taikang Yongle Hospital.
The head of the medical department, who had managed to stay afloat under the previous dean's exploitative regime, naturally had a knack for flattery. Even with a change in leadership, he was the first to adapt to the new environment.
While Zong Le's goal was to reform the medical care system and to create a harmonious and better hospital, the head of the medical department was inwardly kowtowing to his ancestors, silently begging forgiveness for his unfilial behavior, while tremblingly presenting a book of a feasible plan.
"The plan is well done."
Seeing the results, Zongle was quite satisfied: "Double the bonuses this month."
"As long as the Dean is satisfied, that's all that matters."
According to the plan devised by this devil, the department heads and head nurses were in for a rough time.
Originally, they had climbed to their positions not through professional expertise, but by who could contribute more economic value to the hospital and who could squeeze more wealth from patients.
Now, they were being forced to prioritize patient care and adhere to rules against exploiting patients. Additionally, with the introduction of a whistleblowing channel, the original leadership team was replaced in just a few days.
Those who took over were very obedient, yielding to the new dean's authority.
In this regard, Zong Le benefited from the legacy of the old dean.
The residents of Guiyi City, though riddled with flaws, had one virtue: they never confronted the strong head-on. When faced with powerful weirds, they knelt faster than anyone. The old dean's strength was well-known, and since his appointment was endorsed by the Taikang Yongle Group, his position was initially unstable.
After taking office, he had used ruthless methods to purge a group of subordinates, leaving a lasting shadow over those who survived.
Now, with the new dean having killed the old dean upon taking office, who would dare challenge this monster?!
For various reasons, Zong Le's reforms were implemented without any resistance, proceeding so smoothly that he felt somewhat at a loss, like a swordsman looking around in confusion.
Before this, his neighbors had whispered in his ear, saying that reforms must involve bloodshed to teach those people a lesson.
"What's going on? These people are way too cooperative!"
The weird child, who had hoped to kill a few more NPCs and weirds to feast on, was quite dissatisfied.
The weirds in the deformed corpse repository were completely divided among the original residents of Ankang Community. Several NPCs even got the chance to transform into weirds, though their levels were low, it was at least a first step.
As part of the "Loving Family," the weird child and Liu Rouya naturally got the lion's share. Unfortunately, the B-level weirds were still a bit weak and they were unable to ascend to A-level in one go, so they had to plan for the long term.
Three days passed, and seeing that the hospital was more or less stable, Zong Le left Liu Rouya and Number Five behind, leading the main force back in a grand procession.
This time, their trip to Taikang Yongle Hospital was a huge success.
Not only did they take the first step in cutting off the black market chain of organ and blood trafficking in Guiyi City, but they also brought back a lot of stuff to the community. When they went, they took the subway, but on the way back, they borrowed a retired ambulance from the hospital to load their haul into the back.
"Now comes the question," Zong Le turned around, "Who knows how to drive?"
The neighbors looked at each other and fell silent.
The weird child awkwardly said, "Boss, everyone in our community is poor. How could we possibly have our own cars?"
The implication was clear: no one knew how to drive.
Looking at the retired ambulance, Zong Le really liked it.
Though the vehicle had seen better days, it was spacious, with enough room in the back to fit a lot of equipment. All the neighbors who came to the hospital could fit inside. Even better, with some modifications, it could become an excellent vehicle for transporting criminals.
After capturing Taikang Yongle Hospital, the main system unlocked the southern, which were quite far from eastern districts of Guiyi City. During the day, Zong Le could squeeze onto the subway, but at night when the subway stopped running, riding that old bike back and forth was exhausting.
This ambulance could serve multiple purposes, solving urgent travel costs. If it was too far to go back, he could even add a bed in the back and make do for the night.
As a qualified subordinate, knowing how to read the room was the most basic skill.
Seeing this, the weird child immediately offered advice, "Boss, if you really like it, why not find someone at the hospital to teach you how to drive? Then we can drive it back."
"Ah? You don't need a driver's license to drive?" Zong Le was stunned.
In his memory, people needed a license to drive.
"There's no need."
The weird child was also confused and asked the neighbors behind him, "Does Guiyi City require a driver's license?"
"Boss, you must be mistaken. In Guiyi, we don't need a driver's license."
"Yeah, Guiyi City doesn't even have traffic police. Who's going to check for a license?"
"Not only that, if you hit someone, no one cares, unless they have connections."
Zong Le: "..."
As expected of you, Guiyi City, a land of outstanding people. Truly unsurprising.
After repeatedly questioning and confirming that the driving school had been closed for several years, Zong Le had no choice but to open his phone and search for car driving tutorials on the spot.
He watched intently, and no one dared to disturb him. They silently brought over buckets and mops, thoroughly cleaning the inside and outside of the old ambulance.
After the second round of scrubbing and cleaning, Zong Le put away his phone and said, "Get in the car."
The neighbors were a bit slow to react. After a while, one of them asked, "Boss, have you... already learned how to drive?"
"Yeah, it's not that hard," Zong Le replied casually.
He climbed into the driver's seat, casually closed the door, and with some unfamiliarity, started the ignition. Soon, the ambulance was up and running.
Although driving in Guiyi City didn’t require a driver's license, and in most cases, hitting and killing someone didn’t hold the driver accountable, there were still plenty of accidents caused by inexperienced drivers, leading to car crashes and deaths.
The neighbors exchanged uneasy glances, each feeling a bit of fear.
But with countless subordinates around, not one dared to voice their concerns. At least, no one made a sound.
Who would dare not get into the car of the Great Devil? So, everyone obediently got in.
"Buckle up, we're heading out!" Zong Le announced before driving.
Then, he stepped on the gas, and the ambulance shot forward with a whoosh.
"Wait, that acceleration was a bit too fast. Where’s the brake... Oh, here it is."
The neighbors in the back felt a sudden jolt from the emergency brake, almost feeling like their non-existent brains were about to spill out.
Once things stabilized, Number Two asked in a trembling voice, "Do you think... the boss can really drive?"
"Whether he can or not, we’re already in the car. It’s not like we can jump out halfway."
At that moment, the weirds and NPCs sitting there felt a strong sense of camaraderie, bonding over their shared plight.
Zong Le was completely unaware of the thoughts running through the minds of those in the back.
An old ambulance was somehow driven by him as the same speed of a sports car. He learned as he drove, even stopping midway to continue watching tutorials. The traffic lights at the crossroads were empty, with other cars speeding through, while he alone obediently followed the rules.
Speeding along the way, he finally came to a steady stop at the entrance of Ankang Community.
"Here we are!" he said with a bright smile, looking at the familiar community sign ahead. He rolled down the window and casually caught the leaping Lai Cai in his arms.
The butcher was already standing in front of Uncle Wang’s newly added sentry post, quietly awaiting the return of the warden.
Zong Le got out of the car, and the neighbors from the back seat also stepped out, their faces pale. A few of them couldn’t hold it in and leaned against the tree trunks, vomiting.
To avoid upsetting the boss, they waved their hands and said, "It’s not that your driving is bad, Boss. It’s just that we’ve been poor all our lives and aren’t used to riding in such fancy vehicles."
"Did anything happen in the neighborhood while we were away these past two days?"
The butcher shook his head, but Old Wang mentioned that the director of Ansheng Factory had come by again to extend an invitation. They had strictly followed Zong Le’s previous instructions and declined.
Perhaps because they had refused several times, this time the interaction didn’t go well. Before leaving, the director threatened, "You people in Ankang Neighborhood are really ungrateful. I’m going to report this to the higher-ups and even inform the regional boss."
Zong Le paused for a moment. "We have a regional boss here?"
"Yes, Boss, yes," a well-informed underling immediately stepped forward to explain.
"In the past, the eastern district of Guiyi City didn’t have one. It was just a few scattered groups because this area is too poor and never produced anyone who could command respect. But of course, you’re different, Boss. Your sudden rise is like a beacon of hope for the eastern district of Guiyi City..."
"Get to the point."
"So, the eastern district of Guiyi City is now under the management of the southern district. The boss of the southern district is the infamous Night Owl Gang."
"Oh..." Zong Le had heard of the Night Owl Gang before. He had encountered them during a clash between two rival groups, and they still had a bounty of him.
Unfortunately, they only had a blurry image of his back, so they couldn’t track him down.
"Are there any landmarks in the southern district of Guiyi City?"
Zong Le was curious. The main system had set the location for the next ?-level task there. Based on the logic of the first question mark-level task, it might also be related to the Taikang Yongle Group.
However, to his surprise, the southern district didn’t have any particularly well-known enterprises affiliated with the Taikang Yongle Group.
"Hmm... let me think. The southern district has the Guiyi City Registry, which is responsible for registering the bosses of each district. There’s also the Night Owl Gang, though no one knows where their headquarters is. Oh, and there’s the Central Court! It’s the only place in Guiyi City where justice is served."
At this point, the weird child reminded him, "Boss, remember to register at the Registry. If a boss doesn’t register, the Registry might mark the area as vacant, and it could be attacked by weirds at any time."
"That director from Ansheng Factory sure talks big. If he knew our boss had just become the dean of Taikang Yongle, he wouldn’t dare act so arrogantly!"
"No, this matter must not be revealed," Zong Le unexpectedly rejected their suggestion. "This time, the TV station didn’t capture my face, and no one has connected the changes at Ankang Prison and Taikang Yongle Hospital. This is a rare opportunity. None of you are allowed to mention that I’m the dean, understand?"
"Understood, understood."
Although everyone was puzzled, they immediately agreed.
After Zong Le left, someone whispered, "Why doesn’t the boss want us to talk about it?"
"Yeah, it’s such an honorable thing. Why keep it hidden?"
The weirds couldn't comprehend this strategy of biding one's time. They were the type to flaunt their advancements immediately, eager to start oppressing the weaker ones, completely unaware of the concept of staying low-key. With just a bit of power, they would strut around arrogantly.
It was the weird child who had seen more of the world who explained, "You guys don't get it, do you? The boss is doing this to catch preys."
"Ever heard of 'pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger'? You have to first disguise yourself as harmless to attract the big fish, so you can then prey on the predators!"
Remembering their boss's usual innocent, harmless demeanor and contrasting it with his brutal, steel-tearing ferocity in fights, the weirds suddenly understood.
"So that's how it is! As expected of the boss!"
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