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It’s easy to understand this point once I say it out loud, it’s like with athletes, how many of them can get selected?
Director Zhou Jian’s martial arts aptitude was very poor, even with a supply of resources he only managed to cultivate to the Flesh and Bones Realm. Struggling to make any further progress, he had no choice but to abandon martial arts and turn his focus to his livelihood, leading to the situation we have today.
And now, this mission is clearly a great opportunity for him to secure his position.
"Is that really... true?"
Cao Qiang couldn’t help but glance at Lin Ting, the lady of the house, who was sitting on the sofa beside him.
When he heard such words spoken by Lin Ting’s husband, the thrill that surged through his heart was incomparable.
"Of course it’s true, I’m talking about official business here, would your brother Zhou tell you a lie?"
Zhou Jian straightened up, then very solemnly took out a contract and placed it on the table between them.
"Brother Zhou, this is..."
Upon seeing the docunt, Cao Qiang’s eyes widened at the words "base city defense army" at the top, and he stared carefully at Zhou Jian.
"As you see, as long as you’re willing, I, your brother Zhou, will sign this agreent right now. I promise to cut off all ties with Lin Ting from now on, so you can have no worries," Zhou Jian said earnestly, while taking out another contract.
Cao Qiang frowned, took the contract, and read it carefully, eventually realizing it was an acknowledgnt statent.
Its content was essentially acknowledging that due to Zhou Jian’s efforts, the firm single martial artist Cao Qiang was willing to be inford about the marital engagent.
"This is a credit acknowledgnt," Cao Qiang said after reading it twice, lifting his head to look at Zhou Jian, "Is there anything else?"
"That’s all; as long as we both sign here and now, you can take Lin Ting away, and there won’t be any further issues," Zhou Jian replied, shaking his head earnestly as he looked at Cao Qiang.
"In that case, sign this first," Cao Qiang blinked and smiled, picking up the badge on the table and pointing to the docunt with the defense army words on it, speaking softly.
This second agreent, the one most guaranteed, was that no one could shake the authority of the defense army, and anything printed with their words must be genuinely accredited by them.
Otherwise, it would absolutely never be found on the market.
Once Zhou Jian signed this agreent, the matter could essentially be considered sealed and set in stone.
"Alright, I’ll sign," Zhou Jian nodded, resolutely signed the contract under Cao Qiang’s watchful eye, then stamped his handprint on it. Afterward, he looked up intently at Cao Qiang.
Cao Qiang blinked, picked up the acknowledgnt statent, and signed his na directly on it, also stamping his handprint.
Zhou Jian hastily signed his na as well, applied his handprint, then with a face full of smiles, he reached out and each kept a copy of the contract, his eyes fixed on the badge in Cao Qiang’s hands.
A grin split Cao Qiang’s face as he tossed the badge aside, stood up with long strides, and looked around at the rather upscale ho decor. He then turned his head toward Lin Ting, who was sitting on the sofa, flashed a broad smile, and walked over.
Lin Ting’s slender legs were tucked under her skirt hem, leaning against the sofa, her graceful figure reclined on the back of the sofa, her fair neck, and hands, with cheeks exposed.
In the past, she was the mistress of this room.
But now, it was Cao Qiang who was striding towards this mistress.
"Sister-in-law, from now on you are mine," Cao Qiang said with a smile as he reached Lin Ting’s sofa, touching her thigh with his left hand and draping his right arm over her shoulder, whispering into her eyes.
He stood beside the room’s mistress, his rough hands wandering without restraint.
"Wait a mont, I still have so things I want to pack up, don’t rush. You have no idea how exhausted I’ve been these last few days..."
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Lin Ting allowed Cao Qiang to act recklessly for a while before gently pushing on his shoulders and speaking in a low voice.
Understanding her hint, Cao Qiang nodded with a smile on his face and helped her up from the couch; but his hands never stopped resting on her buttocks, following her wherever she moved.
In this room, Cao Qiang seed especially enthusiastic, his face flushing with excitent.
It wasn’t until Lin Ting had packed everything away and her skirt had beco a bit disheveled that they left the supervisor’s room, with Cao Qiang laughing as he carried Lin Ting towards his ho.
"Phew, such a handful."
Zhou Jian watched Cao Qiang carry Lin Ting away, let out a sigh, smiled at the badge in his hand, and then imdiately ordered soone to take all of Lin Ting’s belongings from his house and throw them away.
Then, after a mont’s thought, with the badge in hand, Zhou Jian personally went to the administration office. Before long, he ca out drenched in sweat, but with a smile of satisfaction on his face.
Afterwards, Zhou Jian bought a bouquet of white flowers; he arrived at a new grave and, sighing, he bowed respectfully before turning back to his residence.
Having lost his extraordinary martial supporter who had t with misfortune, he had to find another reliable way to maintain his current lifestyle.
And there was another matter to attend to...
With thoughts racing in his mind, Zhou Jian’s gaze cooled as he took the badge and headed straight for a room in the base city, then raised the badge high in his hand.
"Zhou Jian, with badge in hand, am here to choose a woman."
Zhou Jian’s voice was calm as he spoke, while people inside the room murmured, coming out to question, "Why co to to pick a woman? Go to the place where you’re supposed to choose."
"Cut the crap, with the power of this badge, I can manage any woman not yet registered in a marital union."
Zhou Jian spat disdainfully, then pushed the door open and went inside. As soon as he entered the room, he saw a mature woman in white stockings and a black cheongsam kneeling beside a coffee table, staring blankly at him.
Zhou Jian didn’t speak, instead directly lifting the woman from the floor and then turning to head back to his own ho.
"Phew, he’s gone; starting today, I’ll take care of you."
Zhou Jian gently placed the woman on the bed, spoke softly, and then pressed her down.
The woman in the black cheongsam lay there panting heavily, looking at the man who used to take care of her with trembling eyes, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
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As the initiative to encourage male and female unions unfolded, a month passed in the blink of an eye.
With the onset of deep winter, good news also followed, spreading with the tally of data.
"Husband, the results are good; the data shows that every man over twenty now has a woman. You don’t have to worry about this anymore."
At lunchti, Liu Fang ca to the dining table, dressed in light clothes, holding a report brought by her subordinates, and handed the paper with a beaming smile to Li Ming, who was just accepting a mouthful of food from Winterly’s mouth.
"Mwah~"
"Mmm~ The results are indeed good, look, everything has worked out fine, everyone is contributing to the continuance of our race, and only this way can our people prosper."
Li Ming made a show of glancing at the report, his face beaming with a splendid smile. With his current ntal power, he had long been aware of these things, but life, after all, should be fun.
"Alright, now that this month’s affairs are settled, it’s ti for to have so more fun. Let’s do this—send for Zhang Ziyi, Zhang Ruonan, Lin Zhiling, and Liu Shishi to co over. It’s been so long since we left them waiting; I feel a bit bad about it."
After giving Winterly a kiss, Li Ming cheerfully spoke to Liu Fang beside him; Liu Fang rolled her eyes and, after being fiercely kissed again in his arms, pleaded for rcy before going out to call them.
Soon, four lovely won appeared in the living room.
"Everyone has arrived, co on, sit down. Let’s have lunch together. I’m really sorry for making you wait for so long," Li Ming said enthusiastically, as his eyes brightened and he scanned the faces of the four won—Zhang Ziyi, Zhang Ruonan, Lin Zhiling, and Liu Shishi—one by one. He patted the open space beside him, invitingly gesturing for them to sit as he sat among these won who once graced the screens.
The four won wore smiles as they hurried over to him, two on each side, sitting next to Li Ming and straightening their postures while stretching out their limbs.
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