Chapter 1018: Kid, You
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Upper City District.
White Bear City is the absolute center of power and economy.
One percent of the population holds the lifeline of the entire city.
It is also the absolute forbidden zone for lower‑level personnel.
To the vast majority, this place is both unfathomably mysterious and full of longing.
The bustling streets, awash in red lights and green wine, have neon signs flickering softly.
The staggered skyscrapers make the glittering decadence especially dazzling.
Here lies the most elite club in White Bear City.
Casinos and all kinds of entertainment facilities are fully present.
It is praised as Di Yi Xiao Jin Ku.
Among them, the Imperial Club is especially lively today.
Numerous luxury cars are parked at the entrance, and elite figures from all walks are gathered here by invitation.
The highly competent Security Guard respectfully receives the handed‑over car keys.
He then quickens his steps, gets into the car, and helps them park.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a loud roar of car engines reverberates throughout the area.
This commotion makes the people at the entrance turn their heads involuntarily.
The rear seat opens, and a tall silver‑haired silhouette comes into view.
She first looks around, then, under the many gazes, dons a suit jacket and walks gracefully forward.
A Security Guard hurriedly steps forward, bows his head and says, "Supervisor!"
She pauses, looks, and asks, "Why are you receiving? Where is Xiao Ceng?"
The young Security Guard immediately replies, "He took three days off for some matter."
Supervisor continues, "He lives in Central City District, right?"
"Yes, Brother Xiao Ceng has said many times that thanks to you, he was able to purchase a decent three‑bedroom apartment in Central City District," the young Security Guard nods repeatedly.
His eyes are filled with hope and fervor.
Yet he dares not lift his head for her to see.
That Security Guard surnamed Xiao Ceng, because he helped the Supervisor park cars several times, rose to the top like a phoenix in a day.
It is rumored that his handsome looks and ability to get things done contributed.
His mouth is sweet enough; each time he can coax the Supervisor into a delighted mood.
Within a few days he obtained the home‑buying qualification and the corresponding funds.
Such a grand move inevitably sparks envy and jealousy among other Security Guards.
Thus during this period he also exerted himself fully.
He thought that once he pleased some high‑ranking officials, good luck would also fall onto his own head.
"What's your name?" Supervisor asked abruptly.
"My surname is Cheng, given name Ji."
Cheng Ji strives to keep an even‑tempered tone, yet the corner of his mouth can't help sketching a flattering curve.
Supervisor fixes his gaze for a few looks, and an unprecedented faint smile appears on his face,
"You're quite good; from now on be my full‑time assistant."
"I have a small gift for you."
Saying that, she manipulates the Hand Ring.
The next moment, a chime rings; Cheng Ji looks down and his eyes instantly light up.
The message content shockingly shows a property ownership.
"Tenglong Community Building 32, Apartment 1123!"
"Thank you, Supervisor, I will definitely work hard and not disappoint you!" Cheng Ji feels a bit unreal.
It feels like a dream!
Just by saying a couple of sentences, the house is already in hand!
How is this any different from a pie falling from the sky?
The surrounding Security Guards all show envious glances.
At the same time they hate themselves for not running faster just now.
Let that guy get there first!
"Park the car for me," Supervisor says before entering the club.
Cheng Ji hurries to do it, and returns a moment later with a flushed face.
The Security Guards swarm and surround him.
"Where's the house? Show me quickly!"
"Kid, you've hit big luck? I've never seen the Supervisor smile."
"Tsk, I'm so jealous."
Cheng Ji is overjoyed, a smug expression on his face, "Study well, watch well; even shoe‑licking has technique."
He then openly displays the message content on the Hand Ring.
It shows — fingerprint and iris have completed pairing.
This means he can move in at any time, and the ownership is already settled.
In the next life, there will be no worries at all.
Even if he doesn't live there himself, renting it out would earn several times his current salary.
Just thinking of going home after work and lying on a soft, large bed.
Enjoying the coveted, nourishing new‑home life that others dream of.
Cheng Ji couldn't stop a grin at the corner of his Mouth, stretching almost to the back of his ear.
"Eh?"
At that moment, someone suddenly sensed a clue.
He grabbed Cheng Ji's hand, his Brow knit tightly, "This residential complex... this room number... why does it look so familiar?"
Cheng Ji instantly became wary, "I warn you, this is my house; don't entertain any crooked thoughts."
"It's not—"
The person thought carefully, then slapped his Brain hard, "I remember now—didn't Xiao Ceng get a house here before? How did you two run into each other!?"
Ha?
Cheng Ji's first reaction was that he was talking nonsense.
But after a brief recollection, it seemed indeed to be so.
He had even visited as a guest.
He spent a few hundred bucks buying some fruit and food.
It caused him a good deal of lingering pain.
"No way? Could it really be the same household?" Cheng Ji suddenly felt an indescribable shock in his heart.
Logically, the house ownership should already belong to Xiao Ceng.
Supervisor has no authority to reclaim it.
Let alone transfer it.
Unless...
"Gulu~"
Cheng Ji silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
The others seemed to think the same as him and quietly walked away.
The congratulations that had just reached his Mouth were swallowed back.
If Xiao Ceng really died, how could Supervisor not know?
Thinking of that, Cheng Ji couldn't help but glance at the clubhouse doors; any joy in his eyes vanished, replaced by deep suspicion.
"What on earth..."
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Inside the clubhouse's luxurious private suite.
Supervisor pushed the door open and first bowed to the senior executives of Imperial Company.
Then, without any courtesy, plopped down on the sofa.
On the main seat, a middle‑aged man in a white suit showed a hint of displeasure in his eyes.
But his face still bore a brilliant Laugh, "How's the Company lately? Is the Gene Modification plan proceeding smoothly?"
Supervisor pursed his Mouth and nodded, "Everything is under control."
"I heard that this afternoon the entire White Bear City fell into chaos, and the middle‑lower two districts have already been overrun. What exactly happened?" the man asked.
"The Gene Modification warriors went out of control; they've all gone mad," Supervisor said.
"Earlier you swore you could manage them properly; don't they have controlling Crystal Cores in their Brains? Why aren't you using them?" the man asked again.
"Ninety‑five percent of the Gene Modification warriors have undergone Re‑modification, and due to Electric Current their Crystal Core functions are impaired," Supervisor replied.
"So you can do nothing? Then what use do I have for you?"
The man's eyes flashed with strong displeasure, and he snorted coldly, "Do you know how much money I lose when there's chaos for a day outside?"
Supervisor stared at him quietly for a moment, then said, "I've already dispatched a Secret Weapon to suppress it; you can rest assured."
The man furrowed his Brow, "Thousands of Gene Modification warriors—what will you use to suppress them?"
Supervisor, as if having anticipated the question, blurted out, "Since it's a Secret Weapon, it's naturally designed specifically for them."
"What exactly is it?" the man asked, puzzled.
Supervisor shook his head, "It's not a thing, but a person!"
"His name is Xiao Ceng!"
End of Chapter
