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Chapter 455 - 455 455 Guo Siyu's Invitation

455: Chapter 455: Guo Siyu’s Invitation 455: Chapter 455: Guo Siyu’s Invitation “The people who came this time seem different from the last,” Zhao Guang said to his older sister.

Zhao Yan nodded, finally breaking the peculiar atmosphere, though she felt like she had been used as a pawn.

If she didn’t know her little brother had no such intentions, she would have smacked him for having such thoughts.

“Indeed, they are not the same; these are newly trained, considered confidants.

Besides, we’ve been short on staff lately.”

“Short on staff?

How is that possible?

Didn’t we just recruit quite a number of people?”

Zhao Guang was aware of this because his older sister insisted on reporting work matters, so he had a decent understanding of their company.

Speaking of which, treating his own company as a burden, Zhao Guang might be the only one.

“I recall telling you, but you must not have been paying attention.”

Zhao Guang smiled awkwardly; indeed, he had been away on a trip recently.

“This is a recent development.

Someone discovered a new Qigong Master who can perform the Hundred-step Divine Fist.

I never expected such people to exist in the world.”

“Yeah, I didn’t expect that either.

I used to think all that was fake,” Ye Zhi chimed in.

Given her family’s status, she should have known about such matters earlier.

Why hadn’t they made contact with these people yet?

Because of her elders, Ye Zhi knew more than most.

“But what does this have to do with us being busy?

Is the Master traveling abroad again?”

That seemed to be the only side business their company was involved in.

“Not just the Master traveling abroad, we also need to train Masters.

Moreover, because of our good reputation in Japan, many countries have now approached us to do business.”

I hadn’t expected that, but now that I think about it, it makes sense given people were trying to kidnap the Masters.

It’s baffling.

Haven’t they thought about it?

If those Masters truly had genuine skills, kidnapping them would be like delivering themselves to defeat.

Or do they know those are fakes and it’s all about interests?

“Wait, training Masters?

What’s that about?”

Do we even have that capability?

I wasn’t aware of leaving behind any special legacy for them.

“Of course, we’re on the right track.

Many talented individuals lack professional training; they also want to make their fortune overseas.”

“This industry has become a hotspot, so the competition is incredibly fierce.

The Masters need training, and our training institutions are now top-notch in the country.”

Brand effect, huh?

That’s the advantage of being a first-mover.

Initially, it was just compensation and a kind gesture from above, but it has now turned into an industry.

I just hope it doesn’t collapse in the future; the backlash would be a major headache.

Just thinking about how much it would take to calm things down gives me a headache.

“Don’t worry, we aren’t training scammers; we’re imparting professional knowledge, such as traditional Feng Shui studies, martial arts, or classics from Buddhism and Taoism.”

That’s a relief; there’s no real issue there.

After all, we’re only cultivating talent.

How they use this knowledge and their relationship to it is not our concern.

But the idea that the scammers coming out from our company make me feel so awkward.

While talking, the inspection on the other end was nearly complete.

With a professional team and many inspections done, the process had gotten faster.

The days of spending an entire day sorting things out are long gone.

However, the most time-consuming part is still Guo Siyu’s end, likely due to the detailed nature of the checks there.

Unlike with Ye Zhi, where as soon as the items are sorted, you can take them away.

Zhao Guang trusts Ye Zhi; she wouldn’t deceive him over such matters, and her family would never allow it.

“Why are you still here?

Didn’t you have a lot of work to do?”

Zhao Guang said, looking surprised at Ye Zhi, who had not left.

“There are a lot of things to do, hmm, then I’ll get going.

Remember to come home early,” she said.

This was indeed rare, the first time Ye Zhi had told him to come home early.

Zhao Guang waved his hand, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll come home early, and prepare more of those art books for me, I’ll probably need them soon.”

Spring was coming, and then it would be time to send those things to Ocoro.

The reason he hadn’t asked his older sister was that Ye Zhi, who had a richer background, could prepare these things more easily.

After all, she was from a prestigious Beijing family and knew the right people in this area.

“I understand,” Ye Zhi said, somewhat in admiration of Zhao Guang the performance artist.

After watching Ye Zhi leave, Guo Siyu suddenly approached Zhao Guang with her head down, “Um, I’d like to invite you for a meal.

Are you free?” Zhao Guang was surprised; Guo Siyu actually wanted to take him out to eat.

This was unexpected.

After all, there had never been such a thing before.

What’s with today?

And why does she seem so awkward?

Sorry, it seems this girl doesn’t often invite others out, or she wouldn’t be behaving this way.

“Sure, I’m free today.” There’s always time for a meal, and why not with a business partner?

Might as well bond a bit.

Research and study can wait until I get back tonight.

“Then come with me later, I’ll take you to my house.”

A family dinner then?

It seemed that Guo Siyu’s father wanted to see him.

Thinking of that older figure who practiced Mad Dog Fist, I wonder how his training is going.

With the current Qigong craze, I wonder if he has changed his Fist Technique.

That Mad Dog Fist really does give one the chills to watch.

Zhao Yan watched the two of them without saying anything, just heaving a sigh.

Her little brother, it seemed, was the kind of playboy who could make many a woman’s heart ache.

After everything was cleared up, Zhao Yan simply said goodbye and then left.

As for Zhao Guang, he followed Guo Siyu into the car, heading towards a certain destination.

But the other cars on the road gradually parted ways with them; it seemed they weren’t heading towards Guo Siyu’s home.

“Where are you taking us?” Zhao Guang, emboldened by his expertise and not suspecting Guo Siyu would harm him, asked.

After all, Da Manjin had significant profits; there was no reason to give that up, was there?

“I have a villa over there; this time, it’s my home we’re going to.”

“Huh, so it’s not your dad who wanted to see me?”

“What would he want with you?

I manage both Da Manjin and Haimanjin now; he’s not involved in the business anymore.”

Is that so?

Zhao Guang didn’t understand, as he wasn’t very familiar with the company’s internal affairs.

But it didn’t really matter.

Fewer people also have their advantages, and Zhao Guang wasn’t fond of socializing.