Everyone looked past him to the next person. This was an old man with white hair. He looked older than seventy. However, he looked spirited and he exuded confidence.
“Bei Qian,” The old man nodded slightly, “I’m a professor at the art school. My speciality is Chinese Paintings.” The elder had great temperance.
The next was the Bushy Haired Fatty. He began cautiously, “My name is Ben Fu. I’m a programmer. I’m 28 but I started my job early. I have been a programmer for 10 years already.” Then, he lowered his head and whispered, “Other than my professional work, I don’t have much expertise.” He knew that in this era, his skill was probably worthless.
Jiang Cheng stared at the man and said, “You’re lying! I haven’t met a programmer who is not bald!” He pointed at the man’s head, “How can you have such great hair?”
Ben Fu shuddered. He quickly removed his wig and shook it to prove himself. “This is a wig. In the third year of my work, I had already started…”
Everyone started to relax when they saw Ben Fu’s Mediterranean pattern baldness.
Then came the turn for the dutiful woman and the seductive woman. The dutiful woman was a standard housewife, and her name was Lee Lu. She had a blue-collar husband and a three-year-old daughter. She normally stayed at home, cooking, cleaning, and gardening. She was a home-ec expert. However, she was not good at anything else.
The seductive woman’s self-introduction was very simple. Her name was Yu Man. She easily admitted that she worked in nightclubs. She pressed her lips and blew a kiss at the men.
Jiang Cheng’s blood boiled. Zhou Rong’s eyes dimmed.
So far, no one was impressive. He needed people with specific expertise like detective work, analysis, mathematics… and so on. What are these?
He placed his hope on the last two, or rather, the last man. Slowly, Zhou Rong’s eyes burned. As Thousand Cities’ youngest president, he rose to power with his accurate observational skills and eye for talent. This enabled him to make a name for himself on the stock market. He believed the man before him… was not simple.
Even if he was just sitting there, he exuded an imposing presence. He profiled Jiang Cheng with his expertise. The man looked younger than twenty. Even though he looked passable, his fashion sense was normal. He didn’t look like he came from a good background. His actions were sharp and immediate. He didn’t have any extra habits like chin-scratching or lips-licking. This meant that the man was constitutionally strong. He was not nervous in the nightmare realm. The most impressive feature about Jiang Chang was his pair of eyes. It contained 70 percent self-confidence and 30 percent condescension. Combining that with his attitude meant that he didn’t mind anyone present, including Zhou Rong. What kind of a person was this…
Zhou Rong was greatly intrigued. He had a feeling this man would be the key to solving the mission. These thoughts crossed his mind in mere seconds. Then, he calmed down and turned to the woman who was supposed to go next.
Chen Xiaomeng glanced at a book placed on the windowsill expressionlessly. The book was old and covered in dust. The cover was heavily damaged. Only a few characters of the title could be discerned. One was Condor, and the other was Hero.
Chen Xiaoming smirked and raised her head, “You can call me Dragon Lady. I’m a student of Law. I’m currently an intern at a law firm.”
Dragon Lady…. Everyone knew that was a name pulled from the famous novel Legend of the Condor Hero, but no one said anything. Names were just titles. Zhou Rong placed more importance on a person’s value. A student of law… that was not bad. He turned his gaze to the last person. Everyone else did the same.
Jiang Cheng slowly sat up. The pressure he let off caused some to shiver involuntarily. This confirmed Zhou Rong’s thoughts even further. Chen Xiaomeng felt a gaze on her. When she looked over, Jiang Cheng had already pulled his eyes back. Fear suddenly flashed in her heart… like something bad was about to happen.
“Hello,” Jiang Cheng said, “I’m Dragon Lady’s good friend, Yi Zhiping.” Yi Zhiping was another character from the same book. He was said to have a crush on Dragon Lady.
Once he said that the place became silent.
Chen Xiaomeng’s face changed drastically from confusion to shock and, finally, anger. Her lips were white. She jumped up in anger. “Nonsense!”
Zhou Rong was not interested in the couple’s quarrel. He was only concerned about Jiang Cheng’s value. He had to step forward to control the situation. He quickly asked Jiang Cheng, “Mr. Yi, what’s your occupation?”
“I’m a model.” Jiang Cheng said proudly. “I work the night shifts too, but I’m different from her.” He pointed at Yu Man and chuckled derisively, “I’m from the high-end group. Do you understand? I will not appear unless I’m booked. It’s impossible for a normal customer to see me.”
Chen Xiaomeng, “This man is crazy. Don’t believe him! I don’t even know him!”
Just as Jiang Cheng was about to explain himself to prove that he was a sought-after host, the sound of argument came from outside the booth. It started slow, but it became more agitated. It was soon accompanied by a woman’s crying and the sound of the tables clashing. The attention of the people in the booth was successfully distracted.
Zhou Rong moved to pull the curtain back. The person who was crying was a middle-aged woman around 40.
The woman stood in the middle of the lobby. A tan man was chasing her out. His attitude was brash and rude.
“How many times have I told you already? I have not seen them!” The man had on a dirty apron. As he shoved the woman out, he threatened, “If I see you sneak into this place again, I’ll break your legs!”
The middle-aged woman refused to leave quietly. The man became irritated. He subconsciously reached for the wooden club behind the door.