C10 Recruitment!

Over ten minutes later, the beautiful supervisor walked in and leaned in to whisper something to Chen Zhixuan before she departed.

"Qiuran, I'm going to check on Fatty Zhang. Stay put, I'll be right back," Chen Zhixuan told Han Qiuran.

"Mmm," Han Qiuran hummed, clearly not grasping Chen Zhixuan's words.

By the time it dawned on her, Chen Zhixuan had already left the private room.

The clubhouse spanned seven floors, with the first four catering to members. The top three floors were off-limits to the average person and boasted stringent security measures—at least, that's what Chen Zhixuan believed.

Upon reaching the seventh floor, the beautiful supervisor pointed Chen Zhixuan in the right direction and took her leave.

Chen Zhixuan proceeded alone, surveying his surroundings. While the lower floors glittered with opulence, the upper levels exuded a discreet luxury, with meticulous attention to materials and design that evoked an antique charm.

About twenty meters in, Chen Zhixuan's sharp ears picked up Fatty Zhang's voice. He pushed open a nearby door to find a plump woman sitting inside, busily working on Fatty Zhang's face.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Fatty Zhang cried out, a mix of agony and ecstasy in his voice.

Chen Zhixuan could see Fatty Zhang's swollen face beginning to heal, but upon closer inspection, he nearly retched. The woman had a beard, a prominent nose with visible nostril hair, and a face marred by acne scars. Recoiling, Chen Zhixuan beat a hasty retreat.

"Bro, take care," Chen Zhixuan thought better of greeting her and decided to leave. This was more than he bargained for, and clearly, Fatty Zhang was the only one cut out for this kind of 'special' treatment.

Thankfully, Fatty Zhang had an eyepatch on, for he surely wouldn't have allowed this 'blooming beauty' anywhere near his face otherwise—even if it meant looking like a swollen pig.

After a silent tribute to Fatty Zhang's plight, Chen Zhixuan stepped out. He didn't go far, though, and instead stood by the door, whipping out his phone to sneakily snap photos, particularly of the woman's hands massaging Fatty Zhang's face, capturing several shots in quick succession.

After stowing his phone and shutting the door, Chen Zhixuan finally exhaled a long sigh of relief.

"Mr. Chen, over here." The muscular man shadowing Meng Ruyan had materialized beside Chen Zhixuan as if from thin air.

"Oh."

Upon reaching the last room on the seventh floor, Chen Zhixuan gently pushed the door open to find Meng Ruyan savoring her tea in solitude.

He nonchalantly took a seat across from Meng Ruyan and silently lifted a cup of tea to his lips.

"That wasn't for you," Meng Ruyan said.

"What?" Chen Zhixuan blinked in confusion.

"That's the water I was using to warm the cup. I hadn't gotten around to pouring it out yet," Meng Ruyan clarified.

"Water to warm the cup?"

"It's for rinsing the teacup," interjected the burly man standing to the side.

"Pfft." Chen Zhixuan inadvertently sprayed out the tea.

The hefty man quickly moved in front of Meng Ruyan, shielding her from the unexpected tea shower.

"My apologies." Chen Zhixuan said, slightly mortified as he faced the man's broad, pancake-like visage. He quickly grabbed a couple of tissues to dab at the man's face.

"All set, Asi. Tidy this up, will you? I need to have a word with Mr. Chen over there," Meng Ruyan said, rising and strolling toward the window as if the incident had never occurred.

Chen Zhixuan, still red-faced, quickly followed her, leaving Asi alone to deal with the aftermath of the tea mishap.

"Mr. Chen, are you familiar with Wang Yu?" Meng Ruyan posed the question, her gaze drifting to the neon lights outside.

"Not really, but I'm guessing he's some rich kid," Chen Zhixuan replied, placing a cigarette between his lips.

"You're not wrong. However, he's not just any rich kid. The Wang family is among the elite in this city, and indeed throughout all of Huaxia. Wang Yu is the son of the current family patriarch," Meng Ruyan revealed slowly.

"And what's that got to do with me?" Chen Zhixuan asked, lighting his cigarette and inhaling deeply.

"You crossed Wang Yu today. The Wang family won't take that lightly, and you're surely more aware of that than I am," Meng Ruyan stated.

"So, what now?" Chen Zhixuan pressed, certain that Meng Ruyan had more to say, or she wouldn't have shared so much.

"I can help you, as long as you're willing to join my ranks. I'll handle Wang Yu for you, and the Wang family won't dare to trouble you," Meng Ruyan offered.

"Join your ranks? You sure you didn't misspeak?" Chen Zhixuan raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Are you deaf or stupid?" Asi interjected sourly, shooting Chen Zhixuan a hostile look.

"Your underling, huh? Tempting proposal. But can you really assure me that Wang Yu won't come after me?" Chen Zhixuan asked Meng Ruyan with a teasing smile.

"He won't."

"Then I guess I'll take my chances with the Wang family," Chen Zhixuan said with a smirk.

"You're refusing? I'm not deceiving you. You lack any backing, and after tonight, Wang Yu will surely come for you," Meng Ruyan said, taken aback by Chen Zhixuan's unexpected stance.

"Have you been digging into my background?" Chen Zhixuan's eyes narrowed, his displeasure evident.

Meng Ruyan remained silent, her gaze fixed on Chen Zhixuan.

"Miss Meng, I appreciate the offer, but I'll pass. I'm not one for taking orders, especially not from a woman. Working under you, I'd feel invisible. Plus, I really don't take kindly to being investigated," Chen Zhixuan stated firmly.

"Our Miss doesn't seek out people lightly. If you weren't somewhat capable, she wouldn't bother crossing the Wang family for your sake," Asi remarked.

"Ha, Miss Meng's recognition is flattering, but I'm just a lost cause, not worth the trouble. If there's nothing else, I'll be on my way. And Miss Wang, if Wang Yu is still looking to stir up trouble, let him know I am ready for him. But he'd better think twice about the repercussions. My calm demeanor shouldn't be mistaken for a lack of spirit," Chen Zhixuan said, giving Meng Ruyan a casual wave before striding off.

"Miss, should I go have a word with him?" Asi asked, watching the direction in which Chen Zhixuan had vanished.

"Asi, do you think you can stop him?" Meng Ruyan asked with a smile.

"I can," Asi replied after a brief pause.

"Take a look at this," Meng Ruyan said, gesturing towards a small stone in the flowerpot on the windowsill.

Asi looked puzzled for a second before stretching out his hand to feel the stone.

With just a gentle touch, the stone immediately crumbled into dust.

"This can't be," Asi exclaimed, his eyes wide with disbelief at the sight before him.