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Taking an external scenic elevator straight to the thirty-third floor, the highest level among the five buildings, which towers three stories above the four surrounding structures, Xiao Yefeng soon discovered that this place indeed bore the traces of a geomancer.
Feng Shui Fish, Peach Wood Sword, Copper Gourd, Five Emperor Coins, and a series of other Feng Shui items could be found in every corner of this floor. Even the carpet beneath his feet was subtly inscribed with mystical runes. Upon entering, Xiao Yefeng felt as if he were not in an office building but rather in a shop selling Feng Shui decorations. He even believed that this place was more comprehensive than an ordinary Feng Shui store.
At that moment, four individuals stepped out of the elevator, with Liu Yiyi at the forefront, exuding a dramatically different aura. Mei Mo'er and the driver flanked her sides, while Xiao Yefeng, dressed in what appeared to be cheap goods, lazily trailed behind like an outcast.
Xiao Yefeng's nonchalance, attire, and demeanor set him apart from the others in the lobby. Especially when he emerged alongside Liu Yiyi and Mei Mo'er, two beautiful women, it left everyone questioning his identity. Yet, despite his presence with Liu Yiyi, his shabby clothing made it hard for anyone to believe he had any connection to her.
As Xiao Yefeng scanned the area, a man in his late twenties approached him. He had a refined appearance, wearing gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose and a well-fitted suit that hinted at its expensive fabric. The scent of cologne wafted from him, enhancing his sophisticated aura. If judged solely by attire and demeanor, Xiao Yefeng seemed worlds apart from this man.
However, without needing to activate his Yin-Yang Eye, Xiao Yefeng could tell that this man was undoubtedly arrogant. Even without understanding physiognomy, it was clear that such a person would find it difficult to form genuine connections with others. Those who have raised dogs know their distinctive eyes; this pale-skinned man possessed similar eyes—often referred to as "dog eyes"—not as an insult but as a metaphorical description. If one found "dog eyes" unflattering, they could just as easily be called "wolf eyes."
Drawing from his memory and knowledge, Xiao Yefeng concluded that this man held himself in high regard and would never show kindness to those he deemed inferior. Such individuals are often talented yet morally lacking; if they cannot suppress their ambitions, they will betray others for personal gain.
As the man approached Xiao Yefeng and his companions, he glanced at Xiao Yefeng with a look of disdain akin to seeing trash. However, upon noticing Liu Yiyi, his expression shifted to one of subservience as he lowered his gaze and extended a folder toward her. "Assistant Liu," he said smoothly, "I am Xu Zhe, Vice President of Wankang Pharmaceuticals. I hope to count on your support over the next two months!"
Liu Yiyi shook his hand briefly before coldly responding, "Alright then, let's begin the interview. I have another guest to attend to!"
Feeling the significant shift in Liu Yiyi's emotional intensity left Xiao Yefeng momentarily stunned. Was this really the same Liu Yiyi who had been laughing and joking with him just moments ago? At that moment, Mei Mo'er leaned closer and whispered, "Don't blow your cover; Sister Yi Yi always maintains her icy demeanor in public!"
Hearing Mei Mo'er's explanation made Xiao Yefeng realize that this was something expected of children from prominent families—they must learn to adapt their expressions at any moment. While he could also switch between various personalities, he usually needed time to prepare emotionally beforehand. It was no wonder Liu Team's sister was so clever; it seemed true after all.
However, it was only then that Xiao Yefeng noticed Xu Zhe's words: Was this the recruitment location for Wankang Pharmaceuticals? Did that mean this was indeed where he intended to apply for a job? As he surveyed everyone in the lobby again, he realized that not a single person there was dressed in shabby clothes for an interview. Even those burly men who resembled mountains were sitting upright on their chairs in formal attire that didn’t quite match their rugged appearances but still looked very professional.
Looking at himself, he felt that he was just one pair of flip-flops away from fitting in with the others. Compared to them, oh no! To be precise, if it weren't for sitting in Liu Yiyi's special car, he probably wouldn't even have made it inside!
"Alright, enough chit-chat. Everyone here to compete for the bodyguard position, are you ready? That newly arrived applicant, yes you, find a seat and sit down!" Xu Zhe pointed at Xiao Yefeng from the podium.
At this moment, Xiao Yefeng was filled with confusion and couldn't help but glance at Liu Yiyi and Mei Mo'er. The two goddesses seemed indifferent, whispering to each other as if they were eager to watch the show. It dawned on Xiao Yefeng why these two girls had been chuckling all the way here; they wanted to see how he would handle this group of muscle-bound competitors.
Although he disliked Xu Zhe's tone, Xiao Yefeng was curious about what these two girls were up to. After finding an empty seat, he picked up the materials on the table and began to read carefully.
Sure enough, the document stated that they were hiring one bodyguard who needed to defeat other candidates and pass the final test. The salary was ten thousand per month, with the responsibility of ensuring Sister Liu's safety without any incidents during her two months at the company.
The requirements were straightforward, yet the compensation was enticing. No wonder so many muscle-bound applicants had shown up. But what were Liu Yiyi and Mei Mo'er thinking? Why did they want him, a Geomancer, to participate in this competition?
After Xu Zhe's lengthy lecture, Xiao Yefeng and his fellow competitors headed toward another elevator. This was a large elevator capable of holding twenty people at once; however, for these muscle-bound individuals, it could only accommodate ten at a time. As the last arrival, Xiao Yefeng naturally boarded with the final group. Just as he entered, a petite staff member squeezed in beside him and discreetly slipped him a note when no one was watching.
The note was written in Liu Yiyi's handwriting and contained just a brief message: "Earn your qualification. Thank you!"
Although he didn't understand what Liu Yiyi meant by that, since she had made a request, he felt compelled to help her. It was a promise—a promise between men. After carefully tucking away the note, Xiao Yefeng and the others arrived at the twentieth floor of the building with a soft ding.
The large combat training facility occupied the entire twentieth floor. Those who had arrived early were already shedding their outerwear to reveal their muscular physiques. Having removed their suits, they changed into more suitable attire. Xiao Yefeng noticed that not everyone was a muscle-bound giant; there were also a few normal-looking individuals like himself—these were the ones he was most concerned about.
Among those without bulging muscles were three others: one man wearing a brown headband who clearly held an eighth-degree black belt in Muay Thai; another slender black man with longer arms than most; judging by his prominent temples and slightly curved fingers, he must have practiced internal martial arts and specialized in Eagle Claw or Monkey Fist techniques; finally, there was one who seemed particularly dangerous—every time Xiao Yefeng locked eyes with him, it felt as if he were being targeted by a venomous snake, ready to strike at any moment.
Of course, among the many muscle-bound competitors were also formidable fighters. One man was practicing on a punching bag, landing every punch on the same spot with precision. Another man draped in a red cloak was striking wooden posts with rhythmic thuds that sounded like musical notes—clearly, these individuals were not ordinary fighters; each possessed their own unique skills.
The group of people who had entered the venue together were changing their clothes, but at that moment, Xu Zhe appeared from another side. He was already dressed in a tailored suit, but this time he wore a special elastic suit designed for bodyguards. It was a type of suit that ensured a formal appearance while allowing for a wide range of movement. Xiao Yefeng used to wear such suits frequently when attending banquets, but those days were long gone.
"Alright, contestants! Since you are all here, let me explain the rules of the competition. Both sides will decide whether to engage in barehanded combat or armed combat. However, I want to make it clear that all weapons here are non-lethal. Even if you choose swords or knives, they have been specially treated to ensure that they cannot cause injury. Still, as stated in the rules, sparring carries its own risks, so think carefully before making your decision. Now, we will draw lots to determine your opponents. Regardless of whether you practice boxing or mixed martial arts, the rule here is to win the match. Those who win will advance to the next round. As for the losers, I’m afraid you’ll need to head down to the finance office to collect your one thousand dollars for medical expenses and take your leave!"
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