Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chu Feng smiled amusedly. "All three hundred recruits in our company survived it. You're the only one who deserted."

The way Wang Erzhu put it made the recruit's training seem like hell on earth. A person like him would only retreat every time there was trouble, then blame someone else without any self-reflection.

Wang Erzhu's lips twitched, then he threw his hands up and shouted, "That's because they're all inflexible and too stupid to look for shortcuts!" He patted the Rolex on his arm and the BMW car keys on his waist arrogantly. "Look at this! Is a single one of those three hundred making a better living than I am? Chu Feng, your fatal flaw is being so inflexible, you'd walk off a cliff if the path led you there. Alas, life doesn't work that way."

Wang Erzhu tapped his own forehead, lit another cigarette and continued to brag, "Even if I stayed in the army, I'd amount to nothing more than an officer with neither money nor influence. The very next day after I left, I met this girl from a powerful family, then married her. After that, I used her father's influence to get a desk job at the police force, then rose through the ranks to become a deputy. Then, I used this position to transfer here as head guard of the Mount Haitang's Villa Area. Now that I have more than twenty men under my command and a million-dollar salary at this young age, and also access to entrepreneurs worth billions each? The status! The level I'm on!" Wang Erzhu lectured Chu Feng pridefully, "This is how you make a living in this world. This is how you network. You, my boy, have much to learn."

Chu Feng simply smiled in reply, but did not answer; some things were beyond comprehension to the wilfully ignorant, so Chu Feng didn't even bother defending himself.

Zhou Ying too was speechless; this man waxed poetic for so long, only to come to the conclusion that he'd basically married into the job? Spinning this as an inspirational tale certainly took talent too. Wang Erzhu shook his Rolex, then looked at Chu Feng as if he knew everything under the sun. "What, have you finally exhausted your talents in the army, Chu Feng? A guy who has neither education nor competence and background like you must find it so hard to get a job, right? Uncle Zhou Lie must have sent you here to get a job from me, I think." He grinned and waved his hand in a gesture of generosity. "Fear not, I will not turn you away since you've come so far to see me. Once you become my underling, you'll have to pull your weight and do your duty—"

Zhou Ying was now agape with disbelief and could only stare at Wang Erzhu like an idiot. Since when did they say anything about looking for a job? Where did he get the confidence and guts to make such an assumption?

Chu Feng was a four-star General, the nation's one and only hero! Him, an underling to Wang Erzhu? What was he thinking?

Wang Erzhu, meanwhile, was still lost in his delusions of grandeur and the belief that he was doing Chu Feng a huge favor. Squinting with a cigarette in his hand, he said, "Don't look this gift horse in the mouth. I'm doing this for old times' sake, and plenty of others would kill for this chance I'm giving you. I, Wang Erzhu, am the only one who's got both the means and the will to help you. So long as you stay sharp and keep your head down when needed, I'll be sure to give you another hand when I'm rich and successful."

Patter patter.