I have seen dragons

Chapter 8 The Fastest Interview in History

"Please have a seat." Yue Wen invited the girl in and helped her sit on the old sofa, then asked, "May I ask your name?"

"My name is Zhao Xing'er." After sitting down, the girl smoothed her hair and answered gracefully.

"Congratulations, you passed the interview. You can start work officially tomorrow. You'll have a trial period if there are any assignments. You can be promoted to a full-time position after just one trial period, is that okay?" Yue Wen said smoothly.

"I... eh?" Zhao Xing'er seemed to have prepared something, but she froze after saying just one word.

and many more.

Is this passed?
Is the requirement for your interview that you be able to say your own name?

The requirements for me to get into kindergarten were a bit higher back then. They even had to say my mom and dad's names!

For a fleeting moment, the girl began to suspect that this place might be some kind of criminal den, the kind where they take her on a team-building trip to some southeastern region after only one month of employment, and then have her entertain friends and family after just two months...

Yue Wen certainly didn't lower his standards just because the girl was good-looking; his standards were simply that low to begin with.

There is absolutely no room for further reduction.

He didn't want to hire any particularly skilled thugs; he just wanted an assistant to make up the numbers. When a case arose, he would definitely have to deal with the evil spirits himself.

She actually wanted to help kill the evil spirit, but she didn't like it herself.

Therefore, it is fine as long as the other party is a cultivator.

This young girl has bright, intelligent eyes and a lively spirit; it's clear she has some cultivation, and that's enough.

"Um..." Caught off guard by the success, Zhao Xing'er composed herself before saying, "Don't you need to ask any more questions?"

"Haha, okay, then I'll ask one more question," Yue Wen said. "Is Ms. Zhao satisfied with our firm?"

"Me?" Zhao Xing'er pondered for a moment, then said, "Our firm has a low-key and down-to-earth appearance, and the interior is arranged in a seemingly chaotic yet orderly manner. It looks like a dynamic startup team, and I'm very satisfied."

Yue Wen immediately nodded and said, "It's a pleasure to cooperate with you."

He hadn't prepared any interview process at all; there was no need to spend too much time on this assistant. As long as he had this one person, and the firm could get its business license, that was enough.

Looking at Yue Wen's smile, Zhao Xing'er even had a somewhat strange thought.

Have things progressed too quickly between us?
Is it already this far?
The fastest interview in history ended, and she was still a little dazed as she walked out of the firm. She walked down a street before finally taking out her phone and sending a message to someone across the street.

"I got the job! The process was a bit strange... but it went pretty smoothly. I specifically chose a small, unknown, run-down firm that looked like an unlicensed operation, so it wouldn't attract any attention."

A while later, a message came back from the other end: "Great! Now you can finally establish yourself in Jiangcheng."

Zhao Xing'er added, "Although the firm is run-down, the boss is a very handsome guy."

“Hehe, that’s even better,” the other party replied.

Zhao Xing'er then asked, "Are the identity and documents you processed for me all right?"

The reply from the other end was resolute: "You can go to work and school with peace of mind. If there's even the slightest mistake, I'll have ten muscular men grab me and lock me up for three days and three nights!"

Zhao Xing'er: "You're really not making a wish, are you?"

"You should be more careful yourself, lest you get seriously injured by your colleagues again," the other person said, changing the subject.

Zhao Xing'er looked troubled and quietly replied, "I'll try my best."

……

Having found a new assistant as he wished, Yue Wen rode his electric scooter to the cemetery in the east of the city in the evening.

This time, however, it wasn't just Grandpa Huang who came out to greet him.

Old Huang walked over with a smile, followed by a stern-looking young man.

He was a young man dressed in a white training uniform, about 1.8 meters tall, with a slender build. Long, side-swept bangs hung down, covering one of his right eyes. His eyes weren't big, and his skin was clean. He wasn't particularly handsome, but he had a cool and aloof air about him.

"Xiao Yue," Old Man Huang greeted, "I'm sorry to trouble you to come over again. I haven't had a chance to tell you yet, but you don't need to go to cleanse the evil spirits tonight. The higher-ups have hired a new person."

"You invited someone else?" Yue Wen frowned slightly, looked at the young man opposite him, and then asked, "Why?"

"It's not that I'm dissatisfied with you. You said last night that there were demons appearing, so I immediately reported it to the higher authorities. They were worried that you wouldn't be able to handle it, so they specially invited a disciple from a cultivation sect to oversee things," Old Man Huang explained.

Disciple of the Immortal Sect?

Yue Wen took another look at the young man and thought to himself, no wonder the other party was so aloof. Even though he came from the smallest and weakest immortal sect, his background and resources were far beyond what ordinary rogue cultivators could compare to.

For those wild cultivators who only possess fragmented cultivation techniques and cannot even assemble a single complete magical artifact, the disciples of the immortal sects cultivate faster, are safer, and possess overwhelming combat power when at the same level, making them incomparable.

Of course, Yue Wen was not a traditional independent cultivator.

He only appears to be wild.

"This is just a public cemetery, why did you spend so much money?" Yue Wen asked curiously. "Hiring disciples from immortal sects must be very expensive, right?"

Old Huang chuckled and said, "The price is definitely not cheap. The reason the higher-ups agreed to invite him is entirely because they value our East City Cemetery. It has nothing to do with the fact that the East Suburbs Security Chief is my son."

"I understand." Yue Wen nodded, then patted the seat of the electric scooter. "Grandpa, please sit down while you talk, don't tire yourself out."

"Hey, it's nothing." Old Huang waved his hand and said, "Anyway, you don't have to return the money. It's like you've done one less day of work, so it's fine."

That's terrible.

Yue Wenxin thought to himself, "Do you think I came here for the money? I came here for the lantern monster!"

Otherwise, how could it be this price?
After a moment's hesitation, he said, "No."

"Hmm?" Old Huang and the young man both looked at him.

Yue Wen said solemnly, “As the saying goes, if you take someone’s money, you have to do their bidding. Since I’ve accepted the money to clean up the lantern monsters, I must personally clean up this entire cemetery for you! Uncle Huang, this is my principle, and I hope you can understand.”

"This..." Old Huang fell silent after hearing his words, then scratched his sparse head and sighed, "Alas, Xiao Yue, there aren't many children as particular as you these days."

They could have just taken the money and left, but they insisted on finishing their own part of the work.

Two words: benevolence and righteousness!

The young man looked at Yue Wen with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. He stepped forward and said, "I am Qi Dian from Linjiang Sect. Although you are a rogue cultivator, you are so principled and deserve respect. I will stay here tonight to protect you. I will only take action if any troublesome evil spirits appear."

In the minds of these disciples of the immortal sects, most rogue cultivators are of low cultivation level, but are treacherous and cunning.

Having no background also means having no scruples.

The elders often reminded them to be extra careful of these wandering monks when traveling. Especially in the desolate areas outside the city, they were even more dangerous than evil spirits.

Therefore, Qi Dian was initially very indifferent to Yue Wen.

However, after hearing Yue Wen's words, Qi Dian realized that this person seemed to be of good character, and his opinion of him changed. Only then was he willing to take the initiative to talk to him.

"Thank you." Yue Wen nodded and said, "With Fellow Daoist Qi here, I do feel more at ease with my mere late-stage Harmony Realm cultivation."

Linjiang Sect is a local sect in Jiangcheng City. It may not be considered anything special in the entire cultivation world, but it is already a major sect in the local area.

After all, the entire Tianbei Prefecture has always been known as the "Cultivation Desert".

Aside from the people from the Super Management Bureau, this was the first time Yue Wen had encountered a cultivator with such "formal training," so he naturally held the other party in high regard.

However, after hearing what he said, Qi Dian's eyes visibly trembled.

Grandpa Huang, standing nearby, was delighted and laughed, "That's good. It'll be more interesting for the two of you young people to work together. Xiao Qi comes from a cultivation sect, so he can handle things if anything goes wrong. Xiao Qi, what realm are you at now?"

What level am I at?
At the mid-stage of the Integration Realm, I was already one of the best among my fellow disciples at Linjiang Sect.

This rogue cultivator looks about my age, yet he's already at the late stage of the Integration Realm? If he had enough resources, wouldn't he have a very good chance of breaking through to the罡 Realm?

Is this the kind of person you can hire for a thousand dollars?

Qi Dian was surprised, but remained silent.

Although he was a minor realm lower than his opponent, he was confident that his combat strength far surpassed theirs. However, it was indeed embarrassing for a disciple of a cultivation sect of similar age to be inferior to a rogue cultivator.

He remained silent for a moment, while Old Man Huang pressed on, "Hey? Little Qi, why aren't you saying anything? Hehe, do disciples of immortal sects have to keep their cultivation levels a secret?"

Ask, ask, ask.

At his age, you can't tell his features from his facial features.

Qi Dian gritted his teeth silently, and after holding it in for a long time, he said, "I want to order takeout. Do you guys want fried chicken?"

(End of this chapter)