Inside a finely decorated office, a robust man with thick eyebrows sat in an office chair as his fingers tapped on the desk. In his other hand, he was flipping through a thick stack of resumes.
_Dang! Dang! Dang!_
“Enter,” the man with the thick eyebrows said in a deep tone.
“Brother Zhang, I’ve done the thing that you asked of me.” Wu Yi gently opened the door and carefully entered. He then stood, panicked, in front of the desk.
Although it was not his first time meeting Shadow’s person-in-power, Zhang Luowei, he still felt an intense pressure every time they met. He was always scared and on edge whenever he spoke with this person.
In Shadow Workshop, aside from Lan Hailong, Zhang Luowei’s authority was the highest. Moreover, Zhang Luowei was the champion of Jin Hai University’s fighting competition. He was also one of the hot contenders for becoming the champion of Jin Hai City’s fighting competition. Even Lan Hailong was respectful before this person, as one of the main reasons why Shadow became so popular within the university was due to Zhang Luowei’s personal fame.
“Sit. Tell me about it.” Zhang Luowei placed the resumes to a side, his finger pointing towards the leathered sofa in front of his desk.
Although Zhang Luowei looked like an amiable person, Wu Yi knew that, below that appearance, there was an abyss-like horror. Zhang Luowei’s personality was both vicious and merciless. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to suppress fighting experts like Zhou Yuhu and others.
After some thought, Wu Yi slightly organized his words before saying, “Brother Zhang, the others have already agreed. It is only that Blackie that is a stone inside a latrine pit, both smelly and hard. He wouldn’t agree, no matter what, and he had joined a newly established Workshop called Zero Wing. He even said that it was beneath him to join a trash Workshop like Shadow.”
“Not willing to join, is it? He’s even joined Zero Wing Workshop?” Zhang Luowei displayed contemplation as he smiled. However, inside his eyes, a cold glint flashed, “What is the origin of this Zero Wing Workshop? Why haven’t I heard of it before?”
“Brother Zhang, Zero Wing Workshop was established by a Year Four student named Shi Feng. I heard that this Workshop has nothing at all. They are also buying their gaming facilities only today. However, that person is quite rich. He offered Blackie a basic monthly salary of 20,000 Credits. He even wanted me to bring back word to Brother Zhang, telling you to stop trying to poach members of other Workshops and take care of your own land.” Wu Yi was very angry while he spoke, “When I heard this, even I couldn’t bear to stomach it. They are just a greenhorn Workshop, yet they dare to challenge Shadow. Brother Zhang, how about I take some men to extinguish their overwhelming attitude?”
“Shi Feng, is it? I seem to have heard this name before.” Zhang Luowei wrinkled his brows slightly, trying to figure out where he heard this name. However, after thinking for some time, he still could not recall. He shook his head, saying, “Don’t bother with them. In a few days, the school will be holding the annual Fellowship Party. This is a great chance for Shadow to have a meteoric rise, so we don’t have the time to waste on these little Workshops.”
“Right, you organize the newly recruited members and have them quickly level up. The Guilds in White River City will be starting the competition over the honor of getting the First Clear for the twenty-man Dungeon very soon. We also have to fight for the fame obtaining the First Clear of a Level 5 Dungeon.”
“Yes! You can rest assured, Brother Zhang. I will help them quickly rise to Level 5,” Wu Yi clapped his chest, assuring.
Elsewhere, Shi Feng brought Blackie along to purchase two advanced virtual gaming helmets.
