Comparing people to others can drive one crazy.

Li Dongsheng had just finished introducing himself when Uncle Chen saw Lu Ming give him an extremely subtle signal. Understanding the hint, Uncle Chen suddenly threw a punch towards Li Dongsheng's face without any warning. The speed was lightning fast, and an ordinary person wouldn't have time to react.

However, Li Dongsheng was no ordinary person. Despite being caught off guard, he shifted his body slightly to one side. The punch whistled past his ear but didn't touch him at all.

Uncle Chen was slightly surprised; this young man had some skills. But he didn't stop there. Instead, he stepped forward and used his elbow to strike at Li Dongsheng's chest, employing a move from Bajiquan known as "Iron Mountain Lean."

Li Dongsheng's expression remained unchanged. He raised his right arm across his chest and, at the moment of contact with Uncle Chen's elbow, pushed upward with force, deflecting the blow. Now, Uncle Chen's chest was wide open.

An eye for an eye! Li Dongsheng tensed his body and launched a powerful left fist toward Uncle Chen.

"Interesting," Uncle Chen muttered. His right hand and the Iron Mountain Lean move were already fully committed, and it was too late to pull back. However, his left hand suddenly formed a palm and, in an awkward position, managed to catch Li Dongsheng's fist firmly.

Li Dongsheng twisted his hand, not advancing but retreating, creating distance by leaping into the air and aiming his knee at Uncle Chen's chin. Uncle Chen pivoted on his left foot to dodge the attack, and before Li Dongsheng could land, Uncle Chen's right arm lashed out like a whip, striking horizontally.

Li Dongsheng ducked his head to avoid the blow, and the two passed each other, continuing their intense exchange in the confined space. Though they weren't fighting to the death, every move was sharp and precise.

"Enough," Lu Ming said casually after some time. Both Uncle Chen and Li Dongsheng stopped simultaneously.

Seeing that Li Dongsheng wasn't even out of breath and still maintained his stoic expression, Lu Ming nodded in satisfaction.

"One million yuan per year. Are you willing to work for me?"

Offering a salary of one million yuan per year demonstrated Lu Ming's financial power. But he believed Li Dongsheng was worth the price.

Uncle Chen, who had several lives on his hands, was a ruthless man. Even in a probing fight, most people couldn't last three moves against him. Yet Li Dongsheng seemed completely at ease, proving he was indeed a master.

Moreover, Li Dongsheng was only around thirty years old. Compared to Uncle Chen, who was nearing the decline of his physical peak, Li Dongsheng was younger and more valuable to recruit.

Li Dongsheng remained as unsmiling as ever, nodding calmly.

"Send me your bank account details later," Lu Ming instructed. "Uncle Chen, arrange a room for him." After Uncle Chen led Li Dongsheng away and returned, Lu Ming was standing by the window, sipping red wine. Through the reflection in the window, he saw Uncle Chen and lightly tapped his glass, making a crisp sound. "Uncle Chen, what do you think of Li Dongsheng?"

"Red Sister is truly remarkable. No wonder she has such a good reputation in the circle. The person she recommended is extraordinary," Uncle Chen praised. "This guy is definitely tough. At first, I held back a bit, afraid of hurting him, but later, I used at least seventy to eighty percent of my strength. He came out unscathed... It's been a long time since I've seen such a skilled young man."

Lu Ming was silent for a moment, then asked suddenly, "If you fought to the death, who would survive?"

Uncle Chen thought for a moment, squinting his eyes. "I'd say forty-sixty. He has sixty percent chance, and I have forty."

He couldn't deny it; comparing oneself to others could be frustrating. At his age, he hadn't been as skilled as Li Dongsheng.

Lu Ming turned abruptly, looking at Uncle Chen with a serious expression, a slight smile playing on his lips. "We really picked up a gem."

Li Dongsheng was shown to a simple room, quite small, probably less than ten square meters. The furnishings were minimal: a bed, a sofa, a television on the wall, and a refrigerator in the corner. However, the bathroom was well-stocked with toiletries and a water heater for showers.

After Uncle Chen left, Li Dongsheng took out his phone. Unlocking it required entering a password, which initially showed incorrect. He then entered another new password, and the screen transformed into a completely new interface. He opened WeChat and found Red Sister, sending her a message.

[Thank you.]

A concise and straightforward message.

The woman immediately replied: [I risked my credibility in this circle for you, and you thank me with just two words?]

Li Dongsheng: [What do you want?]

Red Sister: [Last time, you left before I was satisfied. Next time, put in more effort on me?]

Li Dongsheng: [Okay.]

Red Sister: [You jerk, can't you say something else? Call me a slut if you want, anything to add some flavor!]

Li Dongsheng: [Can't.]

Red Sister: [Are you made of wood? If you can't, learn!]

Li Dongsheng: [No time.]

Red Sister: [Get lost, I don't want to talk to you anymore!]

Typically, when a woman says she doesn't want to talk to you, she actually hopes you'll try harder to appease her, satisfying her pride. Because if she genuinely didn't want to talk to you, she wouldn't tell you. Unfortunately, Li Dongsheng didn't see it that way. He simply exited the chat with Red Sister.

Then he opened a group chat with only seven people and started sending messages.

[Brothers, I got a big contract worth one million. Sending you guys a red envelope.]

Li Dongsheng sent a 10-yuan red envelope.

Five people grabbed it almost instantly, snatching it up in seconds.

[Thank you, Brother Sheng, for your generosity. Lie down, I learned a new trick called Poison Dragon recently.]

[Thanks, Brother Sheng, for covering my living expenses for a year. No need to say more, booked a room for tomorrow waiting for you.]

[Brother Sheng, don't listen to him. His service sucks. Come to me, guaranteed satisfaction!]

[Satisfaction my ass, you have hemorrhoids, are you going to use blood as lubricant?]

[F**k, shouldn't you be on my side? Why are you siding with him?]

[Who told you to get the best luck, I only got 3 cents, we're enemies now!]

...

The group chat erupted into chaos. Li Dongsheng quietly watched the banter, a slight smile unconsciously forming on his lips.

Men among men are simple. Being polite doesn't necessarily mean a close relationship, while teasing and calling each other names like "son" or "father" signifies true brotherhood.

However, Lu Han seemed to be an exception.

Regardless of how lively the group chat became, he rarely participated.

Even when Li Dongsheng sent out red envelopes, he subconsciously assumed Lu Han wouldn't grab them.

Li Dongsheng thought for a moment and sent a message to Lu Han.

[I've met Lu Ming, and he seems to appreciate me.]

It took over ten minutes before Li Dongsheng received a reply.

Lu Han: [Be careful.]

Li Dongsheng: [I know. By the way, what are you doing? Took you so long to reply.]

Then he received a photo.

Lu Han was lying on a pair of legs clad in cute cartoon pajamas, with a delicate hand feeding him peeled grapes.

Li Dongsheng: ...

F**k!

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