Waning Moon

Three years ago, he ran rampant in Africa, undeniably the King of Soldier Kings. Three years later, he returned to the city, carless, houseless, and constantly in trouble. 
Applying to be a security guard at a company, switching from the battlefield to the office, he's low key, clever, with depth. Even security guards can have their moment in the spring.
Every time someone asked him, why are you always the unlucky one?
Basil Jaak would shyly say, it's just because I'm too obviously handsome!
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Close body King of Soldiers

The look on Basil Jaak's face made Xenia Wendleton want to smack him no matter how she looked at it. She's just itching to rush up and slap him.


Biting her lip, Xenia said, "Basil, don't you doubt my ability to bargain? How about we make a bet?"


"A bet? I'm very good at that!" Basil chuckled triumphantly, "I wonder what Miss Wendleton wants to bet on?"


"I bet I can also get the chicken wings vendor to lower by two dollars." Xenia proclaimed with a defiant stare.


Chicken wings are cheaper than beef, so the margin for price reduction is smaller, and the bargaining difficulty is greater. It's just that Xenia, unaware of the market, set her price reduction target at par with the beef.


"Okay, no problem! I'm just curious about what you want to bet?" Basil, too lazy to explain the ins and outs to her, smiled and asked Xenia.


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