One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

"Most importantly, no matter how eloquently you describe it, you're actually lying to me because you'll definitely make me do some dangerous, life-threatening jobs, right?"

Wearing a black shirt jacket and with his hair tied in a four-leaf clover ponytail, Zhang Chulan rested his elbows on the desk, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.

At that moment, he felt proud of his cleverness!

Seeing Xu San's unnatural expression, he knew he was right; he absolutely could not join this lousy company.

Even if I, Zhang Chulan, were to jump off a building today, I would never join Na Du Tong!

Tsk tsk tsk!

Hearing Zhang Chulan's series of remarks, Jiang Bailan behind him deeply understood that if it weren't for his strength, he might have already kicked the bucket.

"You're right, and I don't want to hide it from you. The work at the company is a bit dangerous, but we will provide generous compensation to match!"

Seeing this, Xu San immediately added that he wanted to salvage the company's image in Zhang Chulan's mind.

Unfortunately, Zhang Chulan wasn't buying it at all, and said disdainfully, "Generosity is useless. If you lose your life, all the money is for nothing. Do you really think I'm stupid?"

"Leaving aside how dangerous the mission is, the generous reward you mentioned is probably a lie. You're trying to lure me in with money first, and then rip me off. I, Zhang Chulan, understand sunk costs!"

"Also, if your rewards are really that generous, why is it that Brother Lan, who is so strong, isn't even as well-dressed as me?"

"So, from beginning to end, you've been treating me like a stupid college student who hasn't graduated yet, trying to fool me."

Pointing to the cheap clothes on Jiang Bailan's body that cost 100 taels each, Zhang Chulan became even more convinced that Xu San was lying to him.

Goodness, I feel offended.

What's wrong with two items for 100 yuan? Did I eat your rice?

Listening to Zhang Chulan belittle himself, Jiang Bailan thought for a moment and decided that when he made his move later, he should focus on the most important thing.

"But Zhang Chulan, I never said I wanted to lie to you. I sincerely want to invite you to join the company!" Xu San said with a sincere expression, hoping to move the other party with his genuine feelings.

However, Zhang Chulan did not want to accept Xu San's offer. He stood up from his chair and said, "I understand, but that doesn't change the fact that I will face all kinds of dangers once I join the company, and I hate danger the most!"

"Third Brother, thank you for your kindness, but I just want to be an ordinary college student. As for the Qi Source Flow, it should be quiet by now."

With one hand in his pocket, Zhang Chulan raised his hand and waved it behind him before walking gracefully toward the door.

"Ugh! I just can't stand it anymore..."

Xu Si, who was lying on the sofa playing on his tablet, sighed and prepared to have Feng Baobao and Jiang Bailan practice more intense exercises. But at that moment, Xu San's tone suddenly changed.

"Chu Lan, is there really no room for negotiation?"

Watching Zhang Chulan walk away into the distance, Xu San adjusted his glasses and asked in a low voice.

As a senior executive of the Nationwide Express Company in North China, Xu San could not allow such a dangerous person to roam freely, especially since Zhang Chulan had a relationship with Feng Baobao.

From both a moral and logical standpoint!

He couldn't possibly let the other party leave so easily.

Most importantly, the series of events that have happened these past few days have taught him a lesson: sometimes, doing certain things requires special methods.

Completely oblivious to the change in Xu San's tone, Zhang Chulan was certain that the other party was a gentleman who wouldn't go back on his word and get Jiang Bailan to slap him, so he said calmly, "Third Brother, I said, I just want to be an ordinary college student..."

"Fine! If you don't want to join Nadutong, then forget it..."

Upon hearing Xu San's words, Zhang Chulan turned and walked away without looking back, but before he had taken two steps, he heard Xu San's voice again.

"Xiao Jiang, how much did Xu Si give you?"

Jiang Bailan raised an eyebrow, sensing something was off about the other person, but still answered truthfully, "500 yuan!"

Make money, don’t be shabby!

"Okay! I'll give you 1000, you understand now!"

Nani!

Jiang Bailan scratched his ear, thinking he must have misheard. His large, bright eyes stared incredulously at Xu San, who had turned away. This was the first time he had ever earned extra money from him.

"Holy crap! Xu San, you..."

Xu Si, who was lying on the sofa, cursed. He didn't expect the other party to say such a thing. Was this still the Xu San he knew?

As for Feng Baobao, she stared straight at the group.

run!

Zhang Chulan, the only one who sensed something ominous, turned and ran towards the door. He couldn't believe that these guys would dare to commit violence in public.

Just as Zhang Chulan ran out of the office, Jiang Bailan nodded and said, "Okay, Third Brother!"

One job, two jobs – where else can you find such a good deal!

With a flash, Jiang Bailan chased after the door at an extremely fast speed.

"Haha, this is really funny! Baby, why don't you go and persuade Chu Lan too!" Xu Si laughed.

"it is good!"

Grabbing a baseball bat, Feng Baobao nimbly ran out.

If a person can be besieged by two masters at the same time in his life, he will have no regrets even if he dies!

Jiang Bailan and Feng Baobao each grabbed one of Zhang Chulan's legs, dragging him toward the office, completely ignoring his screams.

boom!

As soon as the door closed, a series of clanging and banging sounds came from inside: Jiang Bailan slapping Feng Baobao's baseball bat was hitting her hard.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

"Stop hitting him! Someone'll die if you keep hitting him!"

"Sister Bao'er, where can't you kick?"

"Brother Lan, I was wrong, please don't hit me in the face!"

"Didn't you two eat?"

For some unknown reason, Zhang Chulan suddenly said something that silenced Jiang Bailan and Feng Baobao.

Jiang Bailan: "Sister Bao'er, it seems like you're looking down on us?"

Feng Baobao: "Jiang Bailan said we haven't eaten."

Zhang Chulan: "Danger!"

Ahhhhh!

"No, it's flax!"

"Sister Bao'er, Brother Lan, I was wrong!"

"Stop hitting him!"

"Third Brother, I'll join! I'm willing to join Nadutong!"

"..."

For a moment, the sounds of sticks being struck, slaps being made, trampling, and screams echoed in the office, bringing tears to the eyes of everyone who heard them.

"Oh! Chu Lan, what are you talking about? I didn't force you to join the company!" Looking at Xu San's reflective glasses and Zhang Chu Lan lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face, he realized that he was still too young and had actually believed the other party's nonsense.

"No! No! Third Brother, this was all my own choice. I wanted to contribute my modest efforts to building a better society for people with supernatural abilities!"

With his face swollen like a pig's head and his pants reduced to just a few tattered pieces, Zhang Chulan experienced the harshness of society for the first time.

"Oh, that's wonderful!"

"Zhang Chulan, welcome to Nadutong Express Company. From today onwards, this is your home!"

Xu San, arms outstretched and bathed in sunlight, greeted them with a smile.

He looks every bit the villain.

Having shamefully signed a contract to sell himself into servitude—no, I mean a five-year labor contract—Zhang Chulan, lying on the floor, felt utterly hopeless.

As for Jiang Bailan, he was thinking about getting off work quickly and going back to his rented apartment to play games. Little did he know that his computer had already been turned on, and the automatic mouse was browsing his website browsing history...