Part 2
“He said he read a guide online.”
“Is he the type of person who shouts ‘Labor is most glorious’?”
Leon thought, perhaps he is. But instinctively thinking of some guiding words, he said, “Not necessarily. But he doesn’t like you, so he certainly won’t accept things given by you.”
Zhou Xie’s face turned iron-green.
Shi Ye, on the contrary, was elated. “You mean he’s working for my sake?”
Without a chance to kill two birds with one stone, Leon remained silent, resting his head on the back of the chair, slowly letting the wind blow over him.
The phone in his pocket started vibrating again. High probability it was a call from the research base.
He had left in a hurry, not even having time to hand over his work. There were many issues that needed remote handling.
For a moment, Leon’s emotions conquered his reason.
Maybe I should switch careers now and study law, then work in the courts later.
Meanwhile, inside the General Manager’s office, the windows were shut tight, and the air conditioner blew cold air with a swish.
The hot coffee just served on the table was no longer steaming.
While rejoicing that he had dressed warmly, Wen Rong was undergoing the first interview of his life.
Fortunately, with the experience of facing reporters on the podium, he didn’t show too much nervousness. Moreover, the HR was a sister with a nice smile, which greatly alleviated his apprehension.
When the General Manager expressed the desire to increase his remuneration and transfer him to the post-match interview group, Wen Rong was simply overwhelmed by the favor.
This job seemed more important than security literally speaking; he had never touched it before.
But he didn’t refuse.
Wen Rong didn’t know since when he had gained enough confidence to subconsciously think he could handle it!
So after walking out of the office, Wen Rong didn’t leave immediately. Instead, because he was too excited, he took out his phone at the door to tell Leon the good news of his successful application.
“Wen Rong.”
A voice suddenly came from behind. Wen Rong quickly put down his phone.
Turning back to see the HR, he greeted politely, “Hello.”
“You’ve really changed a lot.”
Thinking the HR had seen his video at the school anniversary, Wen Rong thanked her. “Thank you.”
“You don’t remember me?”
Huh? Do I know the HR?
But Wen Rong tried hard to think, yet couldn’t match this HR’s face with anyone in his memory. Feeling a bit guilty, he didn’t know how to answer.
So the HR continued, “When school started, I went to Floriman Academy to deliver magazines to Shi Ye. I saw you at Shi Ye’s villa then.”
Memory rewound like a movie. Wen Rong remembered what happened that day. But he was too scared at the time to look at who else was present. Except for Shi Ye, everyone else’s faces were blurry.
Wen Rong could only apologize to the HR. “Sorry, I didn’t pay attention at the time.”
“It’s okay, I understand. You were… in a bit of a special situation then.”
The HR waved her hand and smiled. “Let’s not mention those bad memories. I called you mainly to say, that dog coach said you didn’t deserve to be friends with Shi Ye, but I’ve always felt they are the ones who don’t deserve to be friends with you. You are excellent, and really good.”
Wen Rong: “……”
Wen Rong: “Huh?”
The elevator went up and down. Ding. The door opened, and Wen Rong walked out thoughtfully.
He was praised, but he didn’t feel happy because his mind was full of “don’t deserve to be friends with Shi Ye.”
Wen Rong surprisingly minded this sentence.
He already considered Shi Ye a friend. Being suddenly questioned, his mood was terrible.
Even though it happened a long time ago.
Why don’t I deserve it?
Sunlight fell on his head. Looking up, he saw the nanny van that had just dropped him off parked ten meters away. The car window was open. If he didn’t know that only the driver, Senior Leon, Zhou Xie, and Shi Ye were in the car, he almost wouldn’t have recognized that male voice with the buzz cut.
Shi Ye cut his hair.
Oh, I told him last time not to dye his hair anymore.
Unkind thoughts inexplicably arose in Wen Rong’s heart.
He raised his hand and rubbed his face, rubbing away all the confusion, leaving only the “terrible mood” look, and walked toward the nanny van.
“Why that expression? Didn’t you pass the interview?” Leon asked as soon as he got in the car.
Wen Rong shook his head and turned his head to look at Shi Ye by Leon’s side.
Shi Ye froze for a moment, raising his hand to deliberately touch his head.
Without any bangs to cover them, his sharp features lost their edge, revealing a proud look.
Wen Rong aimed for the timing and spoke: “I just found out, it turns out I don’t deserve to be friends with Shi Ye.”
Shi Ye froze as expected, his eyes about to pop out. “F*ck! Who said that?”
Wen Rong said nothing, staring at him silently.
After a second or two, his head lowered.
At this moment, Zhou Xie, who hadn’t received a single good word all day, stretched his body and changed his posture to sit with arms crossed.
—His newly grown DNA told him Wen Rong was about to do something bad again.
Sure enough, the love-struck Shi Ye reached out to pull Wen Rong to explain. “No, you don’t ‘not deserve.’ Those people are talking nonsense, they don’t know anything.”
Wen Rong said muffledly, “Really?”
Shi Ye opened his mouth, his gaze shifting to Leon who was smiling yet not smiling. Seeming to misunderstand something, he said viciously and implicitly, “The people saying these things definitely have bad intentions, wanting to sow discord between you and me.”
Zhou Xie wanted to laugh when he was speechless, turning his head to snort silently.
“Really, trust me.”
“Pfft—”
Wen Rong finally couldn’t hold it in and laughed out loud.
Shi Ye looked at Leon, then back at Wen Rong.
Wen Rong bit his lip and shook his head. “No one said it, I was teasing you just now.”
“Really?”
“Mn.”
Shi Ye finally reacted. Wen Rong was indeed joking.
He was somewhat surprised. Wen Rong could actually joke!
But savoring it, sweetness rose in his heart.
Wen Rong actually joked with me, which means his relationship with me has gone a step further!
“Wen Rong, don’t make this kind of joke with Shi Ye. He will get angry.”
Fck!*
No, Leon, is the fair competition you spoke of just slandering me to my face?!
“No, I’m not angry,” Shi Ye explained hurriedly.
Wen Rong shrank his neck. “Sorry, I’ll pay attention next time.”
Shi Ye: “…”
Having achieved his goal, Leon naturally changed the subject. “How did your job talk go? Where did the company arrange for you to live? We’ll send you there.”
A series of questions stunned Wen Rong. Then he opened his mouth dully, and closed it.
Following that, he quickly lowered his head to touch his phone.
The wind blew in with a whoosh, lifting his semi-long broken hair. His pale forehead was lustrous, covered in a thin layer of sweat.
Half a minute later, Wen Rong looked up in despair. “The HR sister said my group only has wages, no food or accommodation included.”
Zhou Xie sneered proudly, mocking Wen Rong’s refusal with a snort in the silence.
Wen Rong tried hard to think of a solution. “I’ll see if there are any hotels I can book.”
Zhou Xie: “There aren’t many hotels in District 1. They were all fully booked long ago for the Tennis Open.”
“I’ll ask the HR sister if there are any vacancies left.”
“If there were vacancies, how could they not arrange accommodation for your group?”
Leon gently inserted himself into the conversation. “What work does your new group do?”
“They said conducting post-match interviews…”
Shi Ye’s eyes lit up. “Then will you come to interview me?”
Wen Rong: “Huh?”
“I understand. Those doing interviews are well-known reporters or former athletes. Their status is rather special, not suitable for eating and living with ordinary employees.” Leon brought back the topic and asked again, “Did you sign the contract? How much are they paying you?”
“The contract waits for the HR sister to finish the procedure. The payment is 500,000, just for conducting post-match interviews on the day of the finals.”
“You have a very good reputation right now. This price is actually a bit low, but you are a pure newcomer, and it’s just interviewing for one day. Treat it as gaining experience. Send me the contract later, I’ll help you check if there are unreasonable clauses.”
“Thank you, Senior.”
Seeing Leon’s rank was so high, Shi Ye refused to be outdone. “If you want to interview, you have to understand tennis stuff in advance. Since you have nowhere to stay, come to my house. I can also teach you some interview knowledge.”
Wen Rong: “Your house?”
Shi Ye was secretly smug. “Right. I also have a house here. Clearing a room for you isn’t a problem.”
“Mn. Shi Ye is picky wherever he goes and doesn’t like squeezing in with others. He has private residences everywhere.” Leon looked calmly at Shi Ye. “Clear a room for me too. I’m coming over as well.”
Shi Ye: “What are you going for?! Isn’t your home right in District 1?”
“I sneaked out from the research base specifically to watch your match. I’ll get beaten if I go home.”
Shi Ye: “…”
Shi Ye finally looked at Zhou Xie, who hadn’t made a sound, his expression full of Don’t you come to my house meaning.
Zhou Xie snorted coldly and turned his head to look at the scenery.
Shi Ye breathed a sigh of relief.
But then he thought, Fck! Do I need a reason to not want you at my house? I just disapprove directly.*
“I know how to do professional interviews. I’ll drop by to teach him.”
Wen Rong’s eyes widened. “Besides tennis knowledge, I have to learn other things?”
“Do you know how to ask questions? How to lead the guest to give meaningful answers? If the guest doesn’t want to answer, how to alleviate the awkwardness…”
“…”
“Hmph, did you think 500,000 was easy to earn? That is a Federation-wide live broadcast program. If you perform poorly, your value will be 50 cents in the future.”
Wen Rong shivered all over. Shi Ye knew immediately—he couldn’t refuse.
Fck!*
Why is Zhou Xie clinging to Wen Rong?
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