Chapter 8

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Gu Muer smiled in return, then happily took out a piece of paper from her bag, just about to speak when she saw Du Zhong point at the coffee table. On the table was a sheet of white paper.

"These are some rules I wrote down. I hope you can follow them. It will be good for both of us," Du Zhong said calmly, looking into Gu Muer's eyes.

"Are you setting three rules for me?" Gu Muer's face suddenly turned extremely strange.

"Yes," Du Zhong nodded.

"What kind of joke is this!"

Gu Muer immediately lost her temper. The guy in front of her was really speechless. She had kindly allowed him to stay, yet he acted so arrogantly without any sense of being a guest! How could this be!

"I'm not joking," Du Zhong said seriously.

Looking at Du Zhong's expression, Gu Muer suddenly laughed, her smile filled with a chilling aura. "I really want to use a scalpel to cut open your face and see how thick your skin is."

"Skin?" Du Zhong was puzzled.

"..." Gu Muer was speechless.

Gu Muer pursed her dry lips and angrily grabbed the paper on the coffee table. She wanted to see what this guy, who seemed to lack common sense, was up to.

Rule one: Do not enter his room without his permission.

Seeing this, Gu Muer almost threw the paper directly at Du Zhong's expressionless face. It was as if he was writing it to prevent her from entering his room, but she wouldn't even think of entering!

Rule two: Do not touch his things without permission.

Please, this guy who suddenly appeared, do you have anything valuable that I would want to touch?

Rule three: Live separately and peacefully.

This rule made Gu Muer furious! What does "live separately and peacefully" mean? If we don't live separately and peacefully, what could happen? What could happen with you?

Gu Muer clenched her teeth and glared at Du Zhong. If she could beat him, she would have done it already.

Du Zhong looked at Gu Muer expectantly and asked, "How about it?"

"No problem."

Gu Muer suddenly smiled, her stunning beauty radiating a chilling smile. She threw the stack of papers at Du Zhong, aiming directly at his face.

Du Zhong smiled slightly and caught the papers that were about to scatter in the air.

This scene made Gu Muer's beautiful face slightly change. She had thrown them to scatter, thinking at least a few would hit Du Zhong's face, but he caught them all.

Ten pages, 216 rules.

Thinking of these numbers, Gu Muer felt a sense of relief and joy. She was sure Du Zhong wouldn't agree, and then she could kick him out.

But the next scene stunned her, and then a deep sense of being ignored made her furious.

Du Zhong folded the papers, flipped through them casually, glanced at a few, and then placed them on the coffee table. He looked at Gu Muer and said firmly, "I agree to all of them."

"Did you finish reading? You agree just like that?"

Gu Muer's face was full of anger. She felt deeply ignored by this guy who had always been the center of attention, and it was clear he hadn't even read the rules.

"I finished reading," Du Zhong said confidently.

"Then recite them to me!"

Gu Muer said angrily.

Reciting all of them in such a short time was clearly impossible. She was deliberately trying to embarrass this guy who was treating her casually!

But the next moment, she was deeply shocked.

"Rule one: Dress appropriately at home, do not expose any part of your body except your shoulders; Rule two: Do not enter the other person's bedroom without permission; Rule three: Bathe for ten minutes and clean the bathroom for five minutes; Rule four..."

Du Zhong smiled slightly and started reciting.

Each word he recited felt like a stone hitting Gu Muer's heart.

Moreover, she realized Du Zhong wasn't reciting; he was speaking as if he was making up the rules on the spot!

Most terrifyingly, he recited at a perfectly even pace without any hesitation!

No, he was speaking!

How was this possible?

Who is this guy?

How could he have such a terrifying memory?

One by one, questions appeared in Gu Muer's mind, making her feel that the thick-skinned man in front of her had suddenly become a powerful mystery, stimulating her curiosity to explore.

Gu Muer stared at Du Zhong, lost in thought.

"Rule 216: Change into slippers when entering the house."

In four minutes, he recited all of them. Du Zhong snapped his fingers, bringing Gu Muer back to reality. "Since we both agree to the rules, let's start now. I'm going to take a shower, ten minutes, hehe."

With that, Du Zhong stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

As a former military king, this level of memory was child's play for Du Zhong. He had achieved much more difficult and glorious results countless times.

Gu Muer still stared at Du Zhong's back, her medical talent making her want to use a scalpel to cut open his head and see if there was a computer or memory card inside.

To recite all of that in such a short time, was he even human?

"Ah!"

Gu Muer suddenly covered her face with a scream.

"Was I staring at him like a fan girl just now?"

Her face burned with embarrassment.

That night, Gu Muer tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She didn't even know when she finally dozed off, as her mind kept replaying the scene of Du Zhong reciting the rules, scolding herself for not being calm enough last night, and feeling angry about the rules he set.

The next morning, Gu Muer felt the need to show Du Zhong who was in charge. The more she thought about the rules, the angrier she became.

"Huh? A note..."

Gu Muer saw a note on the coffee table, walked over with light steps, and picked it up. Her eyes fell on the paper:

"I'm going to work, breakfast is in the kitchen!"

The short ten words made Gu Muer feel a faint sense of warmth.

"Trying to win me over with breakfast? No way..."

But then Gu Muer shook her slightly heavy head, dispelling her thoughts. She muttered to herself, but Du Zhong's departure disrupted her original plan.

The morning in Kaiyuan City was cool.

Du Zhong, accustomed to military life, treated the five-kilometer walk to the hospital as a warm-up.

He walked slowly around the hospital, which was not yet officially open, and by the time he finished, he had a good grasp of the hospital's layout.

Then, Du Zhong headed straight for the security room.

When he reached the security room, the scene in front of him made his eyebrows furrow.

A whole team of people was huddled in the security room. One person was lazily watching TV on the sofa, while the others were gathered around the glass coffee table, playing cards with great interest.

Everyone had a cigarette in their mouth, and the security room was filled with smoke, lacking any sense of discipline!

How could such a security team protect the hospital?

Since he had agreed to be the security captain, he had to take responsibility for the hospital's safety.

"Let's start with new recruit training. It's been a while since I've trained new recruits."

Du Zhong smiled, feeling a bit nostalgic, and then took a step forward, scanning the six people in the security room. He said coldly, "A bunch of trash!"

"Kid, what did you say?"

One of them threw down his cards, stood up, and sized up Du Zhong, clearly annoyed. He had lost the game and was in a bad mood.

"I said you're a bunch of trash. As security guards, you should focus on protecting the hospital, but you're openly gambling during work hours and turning the security room into a garbage dump. What else could you be but trash?"

Du Zhong said with disdain.

His words made everyone glare at him.

"Are you the new security captain, Du Zhong?"

A tall, muscular young man stood up and asked, squinting his eyes.

"Right!" Du Zhong nodded.

"I was wondering who had the nerve to cause trouble. It's the new captain!"

The security guards around the coffee table threw down their cards, stood up, and looked at Du Zhong with disdain, clearly not taking him seriously.

"You'll know if you have the nerve soon enough." Du Zhong sneered and shouted, "All of you, get out here!"

In front of the security room, Du Zhong stood straight, watching each person come out.

The six people looked at each other, smiled, and lazily gathered outside the security room.

"New captain, three fires, huh?"

After they gathered, the tall, muscular young man sneered. With him at the center, everyone gathered listlessly, occasionally yawning.

"Form a line, now!"

Du Zhong shouted, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He had already considered them new recruits, and the more rebellious they were, the more he enjoyed training them!

"Wow, for real?"

The tall, muscular young man said playfully. "Kid, just out of college, right? First time as a security captain? Trying to find some leadership satisfaction on us old hands?"

Hearing this, the other five security guards laughed mockingly. Although Du Zhong was nominally the captain, the hospital wouldn't fire them all just for him, right?

This was the power of the masses. A small security captain was nothing to them.

"Looks like you don't respect me."

Du Zhong said seriously, but the excitement in his eyes grew.

"Respect? How can we not respect the security captain? But, kid, you need to show us something to earn our respect. With your small build, you don't seem to have what it takes!"

The tall, muscular young man looked at Du Zhong provocatively.

"Are you looking for a fight?"

Du Zhong suddenly grinned, which was exactly what he wanted. Facing rebellious recruits, provoking them and then crushing their self-esteem was the way to go.

"Exactly."

The tall young man flexed his wrists.