"Huh?" The thugs froze, not believing their ears. Was this person standing before them even normal?Did he really want them to take the money, or was he just trying to mess with them?They didn't know what was happening, but that didn't mean they were not going to seize the opportunity standing right before them.After all, this person seemed to be willing to give it to them."Hey, you," the leader of the thugs pointed at one of his lackeys."Grab the money and let's get the hell out of here," he commanded, his eyes narrowing into a thin line.For some reason, he could tell that something was wrong, but as to what exactly was wrong, he had no idea.The thug nodded and immediately moved, wanting to take the bag of cash.But the moment he stretched his hands to grab the cash, Ethan suddenly grabbed his hands.The thug froze and then tried to pull his hands, but to his shock, it was as if an iron clamp was stamped on his wrist, and he couldn't move it even a bit."Let go!" The thug strug

"So what do you say?" Ethan asked once again, his gaze on the thugs who were now rolling around in pain."Don't worry, we don't need your money any more," The leader groaned managing to stand up.Since this person was so skilled, he figured out he was not just an ordinary person.After all, who would just sit and start learning combat except they had a particular use for it.He might be a thug, but that didn't mean he was foolish and was going to throw his life and the lives of the others away."How about this," Ethan spoke sounding rather unhurried his gaze still on the thugs."My company is short of hands and we have tons of things we need to do," He continued, his voice as smooth as water.The moment the employee behind heard this they froze. What the heck was the boss trying to do?But then if he were to recruit these thugs and they didn't do anything sketchy, more than ninety percent of the deliveries would arrive in their destination before dawn."Our company needs delivery men,

The truck doors opened, and one by one, the drivers climbed down, stretching their stiff limbs from the long drive."Evening, boss," the first driver called out, giving Ethan a small wave as he approached."Evening," Ethan replied, and then dipped his head slightly."Sorry for pulling you all out this late. I know it's not exactly convenient," he added, glancing at the tired faces before him.Most of the drivers just smiled, a few even chuckled and waved off the apology like it was nothing."It's fine, boss. Work is work," one of them replied, cracking his knuckles as he looked around the company grounds.Another one nodded along, rubbing the sleep from his eyes but still managing a polite grin.Ethan felt a small wave of relief wash over him. At least these ones weren't going to give him trouble."Good. Give me a bit of time to sort a few things out, and then we'll get moving," Ethan spoke, already turning his attention toward the rest of the company grounds.There was still a lot to

By the time it was dawn, Ethan and the rest of the employees were so exhausted. Everyone followed through with their duties allocated to them. Ethan oversaw everything and also continued to respond to calls from the truck drivers and the thugs asking if they were on the right track. As for the chubby man, whose name was Samuel, he didn't stop making calls. Whenever a package was delivered, he would call the customer to inform them that their package was ready and waiting for them right outside their home. This happened for four good hours. As for Margaret, she made sure the older packages were sent out first. She also monitored every package, making sure they reached the right destination and no one was switched with another. Helen was the one in charge of repackaging every item and also sent emails and text messages when necessary. After every customer received their delivery, it was her duty to send a follow-up message, apologizing for the delay and asking if there were issues w

[Ding!]Mission UpdatedRestore Delta Logistics to profitability.Progress: 8%Reward: 500,000Ethan woke up with the sound of the system. He had fallen asleep beside Jenna's bed. He sat upright and cracked his neck. It had been a long day for him. And Jenna. He watched her pale face and removed the strand of hair from her face. She had been sickly since childhood, and it got worse after the death of their parents. She was diagnosed with congenital heart disease. He had taken up several jobs just to pay for her surgery. And the more he sent money, the more the hospital claimed it wasn't enough because her condition was way too serious.All he wanted was to see his Jenna happy and smiling again—free from pain. Only now did it dawn on him that the hospital had been playing with him all this time. They could have conducted the surgery long ago. But they manipulated everything.He wasn't done with them. In fact, this was just the beginning because he would make sure everyone who made h