Song Tan's Notes

This young man named Liang An is indeed a master.

Not only was Song Tan amazed, but Lu Chuan also had a flash of inspiration: "If I were to write a character with this kind of personality, it would definitely feel very real."

I can't wait to open the document and get started.

Song Tan also strongly agreed: It not only has the feel of a living person, but it must also be a master.

First, use honest words to break down everyone's defenses and build trust. Then, with a shy smile, show your sincerity and nervousness to prove that you are not the kind of person who is good at manipulating emotions.

That decimal point in the height is absolutely amazing!

It is common knowledge that there is no man under 1.8 meters tall in the world.

But he accurately reported 179.4!

Will girls look down on him because of his height? Absolutely not! Because everyone will automatically convert him to a 1.8-meter-tall guy, and he'll actually make everyone remember him.

Sincerity upon sincerity is a sure-fire way to win.

And that, combined with the young man's not-so-ugly face...

Song Tan asserted, "There must be someone here today who would be interested in him."

Peeking into the kitchen again, his male colleague gritted his teeth, secretly wishing he could kill him and slit his throat: You little brat!

Everyone else is just showing off their abilities honestly, so why are you the only one being so attention-grabbing? Now all eyes are on him.

Master Jiang chuckled, never one to miss a good show: "Still a bit lacking, isn't it?"

The kitchen helper said resentfully, "Only the slow bird flies first. I'm only slightly more handsome than him."

Master Jiang looked at it carefully and finally nodded: That makes sense.

This isn't to say that a kitchen helper is a handsome guy; it's just that Liang An's face is indeed very ordinary and mediocre.

It has no flaws, but also no outstanding features.

The young man beside me had striking, arched eyebrows (which I, the self-taught student, genuinely praised!), and his features gave him a very spirited look. While they didn't significantly enhance his overall appearance, they were certainly a plus.

In short, the previously peaceful atmosphere and the male colleagues who were not under much pressure suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Only Aunt Zhang Hong's eyes lit up, and she immediately started flipping through the booklet: This young man named Liang An seems honest, but his salary hasn't been finalized yet. His fixed salary of 4500 for the kitchen helper definitely wasn't included!

The disability allowance and other benefits add up to 6930 per month.

In addition to kitchen helper bonuses, perfect attendance bonuses, etc.
Damn!

That works too. We've underreported, but not overreported either. If a girl is willing to get to know us better later, we'll surprise her.

Liang An, however, knew when to stop.

After rattling off all that, Liang An quickly adjusted the plastic mask on his face, turned slightly to the side, and said:

"Come on, anyone else want some white fungus soup? I'll get some for you. If you want it hot, just tell me and I'll heat it up in the microwave."

He's usually not very talkative, but right now he's become a chatterbox:

"This white fungus soup was cooked under my supervision by my colleagues. Don't be fooled by the small pieces of white fungus; it's all top-quality. You should be able to taste the difference, right? I also personally peeled and pitted the red dates."

He was full of enthusiasm here, while on the other side, Aunt Zhang Hong had quietly arrived at the makeshift training ground behind the factory.

Because everyone was injured, the venue wasn't set up as rigorously as a regular one, but most of the activities that everyone could do were still included.

Anyway, the countryside has nothing but plenty of land.

Aunt Zhang Hong waited at the training ground for a while longer, and finally Chen Yuan and his group slowly ran back.

Upon seeing Aunt Zhang Hong, everyone burst into laughter: "Auntie, if it weren't a rainy day, we'd all be soaked in sweat by the time we got back from running like this."

Aunt Zhang Hong also curled up her lips: "If it weren't for the rainy weather and such high temperature, even seeing a fairy would be seventy percent less appealing! I would have urged them to hold this matchmaking event, and it would have been delayed until after the autumn harvest."

"Come on, do you want to take a break? Where are the tags? Have you put the tags on your clothes?"

A few young men who had never been in a relationship were a little embarrassed:
"Auntie, aren't we going a bit too far with what we're doing?"

I do want to find a partner, but I don't think I need to go to this extent, do I?

"What do you know?" Aunt Zhang glared at him. "The girls who are good enough, if you like them, they like you too! If you don't take the initiative, and they take the initiative, then you'll just miss out on the opportunity."

"Just listen to your aunt, show yourself off, don't be timid or shy! Even if you don't find anyone this time, once you hear that our young man is of high quality, your aunt will find you even more people next time we hold a matchmaking event."

After all that talk, things had gotten to this point. Everyone could only take a deep breath and catch their breath before Captain Chen Yuan said:

"We've only run such a short distance, there's no need to rest, consider this a warm-up, and the rest of the training can begin."

"Don't rush, don't rush!" Aunt Zhang Hong wasn't quite familiar with their professional training yet, so she took out her notebook and looked at it again:

"Wait here, I'll go call everyone over. It's been over twenty minutes, they should have finished their white fungus soup by now, right?"

……

Each person ate an average of two bowls of white fungus soup, and no matter how slowly they ate, they all finished it by now.

Everyone sat together, but no one broke the ice and took the initiative to chat with someone of the opposite sex.

Liang An, who was standing out from the crowd, should have received a few words of encouragement from others, but Aunt Zhang Hong told him to know when to stop.

So he had no choice but to gather up the buckets and other things, and silently watch the boss's famously taciturn cousin—who was pretending to be mute at the moment, silently and efficiently clearing away the bowls and chopsticks as well.

Looking next to the small door to the kitchen, Zhou Tianyu, with his slightly square face and sunken cheeks, was standing there.

He was clearly a little anxious, wanting to watch, yet awkwardly pretending not to like watching, while secretly glancing sideways at the screen.

Liang Anxin thought to himself: This person is really something!
He's not proactive in finding a partner, so why doesn't he come and clean up this mess for him? He didn't even get a chance to chat with anyone during this great opportunity.

Looking at the other side, Wu Lei, who had collected the dishes, stood by the pool, with his rich second-generation friend beside him:
"Although no one asked you if you were also a member of the matchmaking event, don't be discouraged. We're just here to get acquainted and learn from others. Don't rush things; people tend to make mistakes when they're in a hurry."

"I know, I'm not in a hurry. It's just that it didn't rain today, I don't know if my mom spread out the hay to dry for a while."

……

Everyone has their own ideas.

At that moment, Aunt Zhang Hong came into the canteen again: "Isn't the white fungus soup delicious? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

That's true!
Just for this white fungus soup, everyone felt the trip was worthwhile.

A burst of cheers and praises erupted.

Aunt Zhang Hong pressed her advantage: "Come on, everyone's had a good drink. How are you going to eat lunch? I'll find you something to do so you can digest your food."

"Is it a game?" asked the men and women who weren't planning on blind dates, full of anticipation.

"I suppose so," Aunt Zhang Hong said. "It's just an appetizer. Don't worry, there's a bonus too."

What kind of appetizer should we have?
The group walked around to the back of the factory and looked at the exceptionally professional training ground, as well as the neatly lined-up security guards who had passed by them that morning.
Look at their designer clothes. This one is Chen Yuan—oh, this is the Chen Yuan who earns over ten thousand a month! They say he had his lower leg amputated, but you can't tell!

That girl's name is Zhou Fang, and she doesn't have a good relationship with her family.
Wait a minute, what's the point of having so many brand-name items? Are we going to teach them that name-tag ripping game?

Looking at Aunt Zhang Hong, this aunt doesn't seem like someone who's fashionable enough to enjoy watching these kinds of game shows.

One of the girls had already raised her phone, saying, "Could it be that it's going to be assigned to our coach so they can teach us something like the 400-meter obstacle course?"

It's so hot, I'm not doing it.

Two other people looked at their low-heeled sandals and said, "That's it. I came here to see the scenery, so I'm definitely not going to get this prize money."

Some of the male colleagues, however, were eager to try.

Even putting aside their physiques, they might still have a tiny bit of a chance.

Yes, right?
Seeing everyone's gaze shifting between the security guards and the venue, Aunt Zhang Hong quickly said:

"Come on! Everyone, look carefully at the names on the name tags. They will do this training round one by one later. You can say the names to me in advance. The prizes for guessing the first, second, and third place are 300, 200, and 100 respectively."

"You get a prize for every few you guess correctly, and if you guess them all, you get them all!"

It may not sound like much, but the problem is that the whole project is broken down into several smaller projects.

Running includes a 100-meter shuttle run and a 3-kilometer long-distance run.

Not to mention the fragmented strength training routine, including sit-ups, pull-ups, planks, push-ups, and so on.

Close combat, long and short weapons, crawling, climbing.
These are just some miscellaneous projects; we won't stop until after midnight!
Everyone's eyes lit up.

Money!

That's money!

There are 16 items in total. If you guess the first one of them all, that's 4800 yuan! That's more than their monthly salary.

Anyone who says they're not interested in this is being insincere.

At this moment, everyone on the field was frantically sharing this explosive news with their friends on their phones, while listening to their expressions of regret and envy.

On the other hand, even the most shy girl wouldn't be ashamed to lift her head; instead, she would stare intently at everyone's designer brands.

After looking at the brand names, look at their faces, figures, the temperament they exude, and their chances of winning first place.

Were they looking at men?

That was a dazzling golden-yellow opposite sex (cai fu)!

Aunt Zhang Hong arranged for Zhou Tianyu to announce the program and time the announcements, while Wu Lei distributed bottled water to everyone.

He stammered, unable to utter a word, until Zhang Chen kicked his shin, prompting him to remember to say:

"If you guess the prize correctly, don't forget to treat our hardworking security guards to some bottled water."

No problem! Absolutely no problem!
The girls' eyes were burning with excitement; they had never been so eager before.

"If you can help me guess two more, I'll treat him to dinner!"

He muttered to himself, "Look how generous those private company bosses are with their events, unlike how stingy their company is, tsk tsk tsk!"

Looking at my friends' excited chatter on my phone, I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride!

Sisters, I'll treat you all to dinner when I earn my bonus, hahaha!

[Ugh, how can you be so lucky as to win a bonus? Why don't you give me a chance, I need to break up with someone first?]

[16 projects, 3 chances for each project, 48 chances in total. If she can't guess a single one correctly, I'll honor her as a chief!]

My eldest daughter, you must live up to my expectations! Whether we can enjoy a life of luxury depends entirely on you.

[Quick, quick, take photos of everyone! I need to carefully select the best ones for you!]

[Exactly! Upload photos! I'll be selected too!]

[...You'd better be looking for a selection process rather than just looking at people. Let me say this first, there aren't any particularly handsome ones.]

[Hilarious! I'm not expecting him to be that handsome. Apparently, bars in our city can't even find good-looking male models anymore; anyone with a decent buzz cut and face is already doing short dramas.]

【What?! You actually went to a bar behind your girlfriends' backs?!】

The girls were carefully observing which one had the potential to win, while simultaneously sending messages non-stop. At that moment, they wished they had three heads and six arms!
Even though they didn't move or exercise, they still broke out in a sweat.

And just then, the first 3000-meter race began!

……

This training ground doesn't have a proper running track, but running around the entire factory a few times will take about 3 kilometers.

People usually just run around the village, but isn't this for a demonstration? We rushed to finish the work a few days ago and marked out the starting and finishing lines, so it's pretty much official now.

There was no starting pistol, but that didn't stop Aunt Zhang Hong. She rummaged through the clutter in her house and deftly found a gong, which she then handed over to Zhou Tianyu.

"Tianyu, your mom said she wants to give you more opportunities to show your skills. Don't underestimate these small tasks; if you handle them efficiently, everyone on the field will remember you. Let's take it slow."

What else can Zhou Tianyu do?

He raised the gong high, and now he saw that everyone was ready:
"clang--"

Among the onlookers, some of the bolder girls had already started shouting:
"Chen Yuan, I voted for you! Good luck!"

"Lu Lele, keep it up!"

"Qian Yin, run faster! Go, go!"

With their encouragement, everyone cheered enthusiastically. The whole place was bustling with excitement.

Looking at the group of runners, even someone as composed as Chen Yuan had slightly raised his chin, and a surge of strength welled up in his chest.

On the other side, Brother Stomach Cut looked at Aunt Zhang Hong with resentment: "Auntie, they've stolen all the limelight. I can't compete with them."

"Oh dear!" Aunt Zhang Hong quickly comforted them, "What's the rush? They're physically fit, but they lack social experience, so they can't keep up with many topics. You're different; you're successful in a big city. As long as you're willing to talk, how could you run out of things to say?"

The main idea is to ensure everyone benefits equally and that each person can give full play to their strengths.

To be honest, the security guards' advantages are obvious, but their disadvantage is that they all have disabilities, which is also quite clear.

Some people don't mind this, while others do. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, so let's each find someone we can get along with!

The man who had his stomach cut sighed. That makes sense, but his outstanding physical condition is truly enviable.

He glanced at the security guards with envy in his eyes again:
In fact, ever since he had the surgery, he has felt that nothing is more important than health.

So, starting tomorrow—no, tonight—how about I gradually begin running and exercising? Hmm, maybe I should buy a pair of running shoes first? I wonder if any girls know anything about this?
Helping me pick out some shoes would be a good conversation starter, wouldn't it? (End of Chapter)