Chapter 4

At the international airport exit, Su Hai stood there. Lan Feng was wearing a blue striped shirt, tucked into his slim, casual pants, exuding a tall and handsome demeanor. In his right hand, he held a silver briefcase, looking like a successful person, standing out in the crowded area.

In front of him was a beautiful figure, tall and slender, with long, shapely legs and a full, rounded behind. Even though it was just a back view, it was undeniable that this was an absolutely stunning beauty.

Lan Feng decided to quicken his pace and walk up to see the beauty's face. However, the beauty suddenly stopped and answered a phone call. Caught off guard, Lan Feng's body collided directly with the beauty. His tall figure perfectly aligned with her back, and a soft sensation immediately came through.

The beauty, almost losing her balance, turned around angrily. "What are you doing? Can't you see where you're going?" the beauty asked coldly.

"Hey, I'm asking you a question..." Seeing Lan Feng staring at her dumbfounded without answering, the beauty spoke again.

"Sorry, I didn't expect you to stop suddenly. I accidentally bumped into you," Lan Feng replied, smiling, but his gaze lingered on the beauty's full chest, his eyebrows subtly furrowing.

"You stopped suddenly, and I bumped into you? I think you did it on purpose," the beauty looked at Lan Feng with disgust, clearly annoyed that he was staring at her chest so openly. "And, keep your eyes to yourself."

"On purpose? Which eye saw me doing it on purpose? I was about to say you did it on purpose, stopping to make me bump into you," Lan Feng was immediately displeased. Just because she was beautiful and had a great figure, did she think she could be unreasonable? "And, these are eyes, not dog eyes. You're so big and don't even know basic common sense. Do you want me to book a room and teach you a lesson?"

"Bastard, shameless." The beauty coldly said and turned to leave, not wanting to waste time with such a person.

"Wait a moment..." Lan Feng quickly reached out and grabbed the beauty's arm.

"Let go!" The beauty's face turned completely cold, like a thousand-year-old ice block, radiating a chilling aura.

"Miss, I'm asking you, do you have any enemies or have you offended someone recently?" Lan Feng asked seriously.

"What do you mean?" The beauty's expression darkened, as she had indeed encountered some trouble recently.

"You have a hidden listening device on you," Lan Feng said calmly.

"How is that possible?" The beauty looked at Lan Feng coldly, clearly disbelieving.

"If I find the listening device on you, will you give me your phone number and take me out for a meal?" Lan Feng smiled, not wanting to let such a beauty go easily.

"Fine, but if you don't find it, I'll make sure you can't walk properly!" The beauty nodded coldly, curious to see what this man could do. If he could really find the listening device, he might be a capable person.

Without further ado, Lan Feng quickly reached out and touched the beauty's chest, then swiftly pulled back, revealing a button in his hand.

This was the first button of the beauty's professional attire, which Lan Feng had just removed.

With one button missing, the beauty's snow-white cleavage was exposed, the deep valley between her breasts visible, almost drawing the eye in completely.

"Bastard, scum!"

The sudden action made the beauty slightly stunned, then she turned angry and kicked Lan Feng in the stomach, furious that he had dared to touch her.

Lan Feng, caught off guard, bent over like a small shrimp. "Hey, listen to me, this button is a micro listening device..."

"Listen to your mother's head..."

The beauty, not listening to his explanation, kicked Lan Feng with her sharp high heels.

After the kick, the beauty angrily turned and left.

"Ouch, it hurts... Miss, it's a misunderstanding, really a misunderstanding..."

How did I become a bastard and scum just for helping you remove the listening device? Is there any justice in this world?

Lan Feng watched the beauty's departing back, feeling the burning pain in his foot, and couldn't help but curse: "This damned witch, daring to hit me, calling me a bastard and scum. Next time I see you, I'll make sure to... rape you in a minute!"

At the Hyatt Hotel, in a room that had been reserved long ago.

Lan Feng placed the silver briefcase on the coffee table, then sat on the sofa and opened the briefcase.

Inside, a silver pistol, a watch that looked like a small precision instrument, and a uniquely designed bracelet appeared. The briefcase had three layers, and this was just the first. It was unknown what was in the other two layers.

This guy had brought these things on the plane, and it was unknown how he had passed security, as it was illegal.

After a moment of thought, Lan Feng put the bracelet on his wrist. The bracelet had a silver stripe in the middle and blue beads on both sides, making it very unique.

After doing this, Lan Feng locked the briefcase and placed it under the bed, then opened the drawer of the bedside table, where a key and a China Bank card appeared.

Picking up the key and the bank card, Lan Feng left the hotel.

"Girls from my own country are much more appealing!"

Lan Feng walked down the street, looking at the women in light summer clothing, feeling nostalgic and a bit sad.

Finding a nearby China Bank, Lan Feng opened his personal confidential storage cabinet. Inside, an ID card, a note, and a letter of introduction lay quietly.

The note read six ordinary but heart-stirring words: "Dragon Thorn, welcome home!"

Lan Feng stared at the ID card and the note in the storage cabinet, his body trembling, his eyes gradually moistening, and his fists tightly clenched, trying to hold back his tears.

Five years ago, he was the strongest soldier of China, having experienced countless battles and earning great honors for the country. However, he ended up being stripped of his citizenship and expelled, pursued by various countries, and enduring countless life-and-death situations in the Western underworld, unable to return home or to his country...

Five years later, he finally regained his Chinese citizenship and returned to the country he had sworn to protect, not knowing what this meant.

A new era was about to begin.

Yiwan Pharmaceutical, one of the most famous companies in Su Hai.

The employees of Yiwan enjoyed high salaries and considerate benefits. It was said that a security guard's monthly salary was around 6,000 to 7,000 yuan. To work there, one either needed strong connections or exceptional abilities. Even a security guard had to be carefully selected.

Looking at the grand entrance of Yiwan, Lan Feng smiled and walked in.

"Hello, sir, may I ask what you are here for?"

Since he didn't have a work badge, Lan Feng was stopped by two receptionists as soon as he entered the hall.

"I'm here to see the HR manager, Yang Xiaomei," Lan Feng said with a smile.

"May I ask your surname, sir?" the receptionist asked with a smile.

"My name is Lan Feng," Lan Feng replied, still smiling.

"Alright, please wait a moment." The receptionist then called the HR manager, Yang.

"Mr. Lan Feng, please follow me."

A moment later, the receptionist nodded and led Lan Feng into the elevator, pressing the button for the third floor.

"Mr. Lan Feng, please go in. Manager Yang is waiting for you."

The receptionist led Lan Feng to the manager's office and then quietly left.

"Come in!"

Lan Feng gently knocked on the door and heard a clear voice from inside.

Lan Feng pushed the door open and walked in.

As he entered, a somewhat cold and stern woman came into view.

Her sweet face was slightly serious, with large, clear eyes that were free of any impurities, making it hard to forget her at first glance.

She wore a white V-neck tight shirt that revealed her full figure and slim waist, and a dark blue short skirt that perfectly covered her lower body, exposing legs that were even longer and more beautiful than those of professional models, making any man who saw them go wild, wishing to carry them on his shoulders.

What a beauty!

Not only was she a beauty, but her legs were even more so.

While Lan Feng was sizing up the beauty, she was also sizing him up, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of surprise.

"Hello, Manager Yang. I'm Lan Feng, and this is my letter of introduction," Lan Feng said, not falling into a daze like many men would, but quickly regaining his composure and handing over his letter of introduction.

"You're Lan Feng?" However, Yang Xiaomei didn't even look at the letter of introduction, but said sternly, "I don't care who recommended you. In my office, only ability matters."

With that, Yang Xiaomei opened a drawer and took out an internal company assessment test. She looked down on people who tried to get in through connections. "Complete it within one hour."

Lan Feng took the test and carefully read it. It contained questions about the company's internal knowledge and some essay questions.

Lan Feng was extremely familiar with Yiwan. Before returning to China, he had read a lot of materials, so these questions were not difficult for him. Without much thought, he picked up a pen and started writing.

Half an hour later, Lan Feng finished the test and handed it in.

Looking at Lan Feng's answers, Yang Xiaomei was secretly surprised. They were all correct, especially the essay questions, which were even clearer than her own understanding of the company's development strategy and marketing ideas.

Yang Xiaomei frowned, suspecting that someone might have helped Lan Feng prepare the answers in advance.

But who could have done such a perfect job?

After a moment, she said calmly, "Congratulations on passing the assessment. You are now an intern sales representative at Yiwan. Please report to the sales team on the 7th floor."

"Thank you, beautiful Manager Yang."

Lan Feng smiled and left the room.

Seemingly remembering something, Lan Feng turned back and said quietly, "I hope you don't read this letter of introduction. If you are curious and read it, I hope you can keep it a secret. Don't let others know unless it's absolutely necessary. Thanks!"

After Lan Feng left, driven by curiosity, Yang Xiaomei picked up the letter of introduction and read it carefully.

At that moment, Yang Xiaomei's body froze, her face showing shock and horror.

This was not a letter of introduction but an appointment letter.

"This guy has an appointment letter and still chooses to be an intern sales representative?"

[PS: This is a book of a real man's blood and tears, absolutely thrilling and satisfying, making you unable to stop reading!]

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