"Please clarify, will I, the dignified president of the Luzhou Professionals Association, give you such a blank check? Work hard, young man."
"Yes! I promise to complete the mission!" Ajie said excitedly, and then asked with some doubts: "Is this Wang Chen really worth our efforts to recruit?"
"Of course it's worth it, he has broken the virtual realm clearance record in the entire Jiangsu Province!"
"And through my friendship, I found out that he often sells equipment, materials, etc. The quality is not low, and he is very capable at first glance."
"And this child has been an orphan since he was a child. From his journey to this day, his willpower must be stronger than ordinary people! Of course we have to recruit such talents!"
The president was in high spirits and talked endlessly.
When Ajie heard that the president was able to get all kinds of information about Wang Chen at his fingertips, he said in a strange tone: "Did you go and check him out again?"
He said earnestly: "How many times have I told you that this is very disgusting? Have you forgotten how many professionals have turned to professional associations in other regions because you have investigated them so thoroughly?"
"What are you saying? Aren't I just trying to make a little impression on outstanding young people? This is normal." The president defended.
"To the point of being precise about what a female professional likes to eat and what color underwear she wears? How normal is this!" Ajie complained, "And you have never given such in-depth background to a male professional."
"Ahem, it's not important. In short, you want to recruit Wang Chen to our association." The president hurriedly cut the topic.
"As for the question you mentioned... Wouldn't it be better if you pretended that you met him by chance, then discussed it, praised his strength, and then invited him to join the association?"
Ajie was in awe, "President, your ability to deceive and deceive is really superb!"
"Hey, it's all done through practice. If you work hard, you can be like this one day."
Hey, I'm not complimenting you! Ajie roared inwardly.
But he said, "I understand, President, I will try my best not to recruit Wang Chen deliberately."
After finishing speaking, Ajie closed the line and was in a daze for a while, then suddenly jumped up and cursed.
"Damn! I ended up being PUAed by this old man again!"
He felt a little sad in his heart. This happened not once or twice. He was always sent to guard professionals worth recruiting.
Every time he called the president to complain, he would use Tai Chi to resolve all his requests, and Ajie was unknowingly deceived and continued to suffer.
After punching and kicking the telephone pole for a while, Ajie accidentally glanced towards the entrance of the alley and saw a young man walking by.
"Eh? This person looks familiar." He hesitated for a while, then trembled, "Fuck, dang! Isn't that Wang Chen?"
Ajie immediately trotted over and got closer to see more clearly.
It was absolutely unmistakable. He had seen this guy’s photo hundreds of times and he recognized it even when it turned into ashes!
Finally no longer having to squat, Ajie almost wanted to hold the telephone pole and cry.
However, he understood that becoming a professional was only the first step, and it would take a lot of effort to recruit him into the association.
For example, how to strike up a conversation with professionals naturally and invite them to join the association without deliberately asking them to do so.
Ajie was still thinking, but looking at Wang Chen walking further and further away, he really couldn't calm down and think of a way to attack again.
So he had no choice but to follow Wang Chen first and wait until he thought of a good strategy.
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Wang Chen always felt like something was following him behind him.
He originally thought it was his illusion. After all, they were back in the city, so there wouldn't be any ferocious beasts following them.
But this feeling continued, starting from the entrance of the alley downstairs of his house and not ending when he entered the bathhouse.
He shuddered a little. Could it be that Lu Han had found a killer to plot against him?
It was leisure time now, and the streets were full of tourists. There were too many sights, and he couldn't use a blind eye to screen out who was the stalker.
After thinking for a while, he decided to lead the stalker into the bathhouse. In that unobstructed space, whoever followed him would naturally be discovered.
"Hey! Wang Chen is here!" The bathhouse proprietress saw him coming and immediately greeted him enthusiastically.
Because the Tongzi Building where he lived did not have a separate shower room, he often went to this small bathhouse to take a bath, and he became familiar with the proprietress after going back and forth.
The landlady then asked: "What are your plans for today? Just take a bath, or eat something first?"
This bathhouse sells some very basic pasta and fried rice to fill up the stomachs of guests who are hungry after taking a bath.
Wang Chen smiled and said: "Bring me a bowl of fried rice first, and then soak it after you finish it."
"Okay!" The landlady quickly went to help him prepare.
Wang Chen was sitting in the corner playing with his mobile phone, looking at the people in the dining room with his peripheral vision, trying to identify the stalker.
After looking around, Wang Chen discovered that there was something wrong with the two people.
One of them tilted his face unnaturally and moved furtively. Another wore a pair of sunglasses at night.
Wang Chen's fried rice came, and he quietly paid attention to the two people while eating it.
I saw a flash of green light in his eyes, and the vision of a child appeared in his mind.
He was very particular about choosing his field of view. This child was eating with his family. He had finished eating early and was looking around boredly.
It happens to be the best observation field.
I saw the sneaky man, he turned his face sideways, groped his face with his hands, and then very quickly put his little finger into his mouth and sucked it.
Wang Chen looked extremely suspicious. Could it be that this guy was taking medicine with his fingernails? What medicine? The drug that would send him into a rage? Is he going to do it in public?
After the sneaky man pulled his little finger out of his mouth, he groped on his face again. This time he stuffed his little finger into his nostril and started digging.
Wang Chen was startled, then felt nauseated in his stomach, and suddenly felt that the fried rice in front of him no longer tasted good.
"No, brother! You look like you're almost in your thirties, why are you still eating your own boogers!" Wang Chen yelled in his heart, "Go home and find your mother! Don't go out and embarrass yourself!" "
He now found it hard to swallow the fried rice in front of him, especially because there were some green pickled peppers mixed in, which looked too delicious.
He grabbed the rice casually, pretending, and secretly turned his attention to the man wearing sunglasses.
From this observation, Wang Chen did find something wrong with this guy. He was actually wearing pink nail polish?
Moreover, this guy would raise his head from time to time, stretching his neck and looking in his direction.
Could this guy be a killer? What kind of killer wears nail polish? Or pink?
Wang Chen was a little hesitant, but the man with sunglasses was the only one who looked suspicious at the moment, whether it was because he kept looking in his direction or he was wearing sunglasses out of place.
