Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups

Chen Chen introduced the power and strengths he possessed with great fervor, painting a magnificent picture.

It was as if he could already see the promising outcome of a successful collaboration.

Fang Cheng subtly hinted, through Xiao Shuai, that he was not ordinary, commanded a high price, and wouldn't act easily.

The two sides exchanged words, probing each other with a war of words.

During this process, Xiao Shuai's performance made Fang Cheng, who was observing in the shadows, regard him with newfound respect.

This guy, although a good-for-nothing street punk, was skilled in reading people and adapting quickly after years on the streets.

Moreover, with Fang Cheng backing him, he faced the mighty Gang Leader of the infamous Red Tiger Gang in East Capital, not with fear, but speaking eloquently and maintaining his stance.

Ultimately, through Xiao Shuai as an intermediary, Fang Cheng gave a vague reply.

Both parties agreed that Chen Chen would first provide detailed information about "Scorpion."

Once Xiao Shuai conveyed this to Mr. Assassin, who was Fang Cheng, they would assess the task, collect a deposit, and then discuss the specifics of the cooperation.

Seeing that the matter of life and death had hope for agreement, the seriousness on Chen Chen's face finally melted into a satisfied smile.

He immediately directed Secretary Liu to prepare a feast.

At the same time, he had the person previously sent to fetch medicine, and the "gentle and caring nurse sister," brought in to tend to Xiao Shuai's wounds.

The attitudes of Secretary Liu and Ah Wei did a complete 180-degree turn, warmly welcoming Xiao Shuai and showering him with compliments like there was no tomorrow.

Secretary Liu even personally brought exquisite pastries and hot tea.

Noticing Xiao Shuai's shirt was shabby and torn, he thoughtfully fetched a brand new branded casual jacket from his spare clothes for him to change into.

Xiao Shuai had never received such treatment before, and he was momentarily flustered, unsure where to put his hands and feet.

After tending to his wound and changing into new clothes, Chen Chen personally got up, intending to send Xiao Shuai home in a special car.

At that moment, though the mysterious expert did not send directives, Xiao Shuai regained some of his carefree demeanor.

He waved his hand, grinning to show his teeth:

"No need, Mr. Chen, I can go back on my own."

Yet, when he reached the door, he recalled something, awkwardly scratching his head:

"Uh... Mr. Chen, could you lend me two bucks for a bus ride?"

Chen Chen and Secretary Liu paused and then exchanged a smile.

Secretary Liu promptly pulled out a large stack of new bills from her briefcase and stuffed them into Xiao Shuai's pocket without debate.

"Brother Xiao Shuai, it's just a small token from us, please accept it readily."

Chen Chen also stepped forward, warmly patting Xiao Shuai on the shoulder:

"From now on, we're family. Feel free to ask if you need anything and kindly put in a good word for us with Mr. Assassin."

Xiao Shuai hesitated but eventually yielded to the reality of his empty pockets and half-reluctantly accepted the money.

Imitating the martial world's manner, he cupped his fists and bid farewell to the chairman's office.

Watching Xiao Shuai's swaggering silhouette disappear down the hallway, the corners of Chen Chen's mouth curled into a barely noticeable smirk, a glint flashing in his eyes.

He then gave Secretary Liu a slight nod.

Understanding the gesture, Secretary Liu immediately pulled out a phone to make a call.

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The night was ink-dark, adorned with dazzling lights.

In the center of East City, neon signs flashed like countless stars, illuminating this sleepless city.

The huge logo atop the Yuanchen Group Building shone brightly, showcasing the owner's financial power and ambition.

And across a few hundred meters, on the top of another skyscraper.

A tall figure stood silently at the edge of the roof terrace like an immobile sculpture, blending with the night.

The piercing night wind fluttered the hem of his black hooded sweatshirt, also ruffling the loose hair on his forehead.

The person standing there was Fang Cheng.

With bright eyes, he gazed at the brightly lit office on the 97th floor of the Yuanchen Group Building across the distance.

With vision far beyond normal and information obtained via the Spiritual Link, he could clearly see everything happening in the office.

During an afternoon sitting meditation at home, Fang Cheng unexpectedly sensed a wave of foreign and intensely emotional thoughts.

After some investigations, he successfully established a Spiritual Link with the junkie he had once reprimanded.

He witnessed the entire process of Xiao Shuai being kidnapped by the Red Tiger Gang and memorized the route the van took through Xiao Shuai's eyes.

When night fell, under its cover, he tracked the route from memory to this location.

The seemingly glamorous Yuanchen Group Building was the Main Hall where the Red Tiger Gang's leaders dwelled.

Fang Cheng's initial plan was to observe the internal situation and confirm the enemy's distribution and strength before sneaking in to eliminate any remaining threats.

But upon witnessing Chen Chen's unusual actions in the office and his conversation with Xiao Shuai,

he temporarily changed his mind.

He wanted to see what scheme this Chen Gang Leader of the Red Tiger Gang was concocting.

"Seeking cooperation with me?"

Fang Cheng murmured to himself, a smile tugging at his lips.

Reflecting, his gaze then shifted downward to the street.