After a heart-pounding trial, Shui She and Iron Fist finally stood in Zhao Wenkang's office, facing this powerful figure with connections in both the legal and illegal worlds. He sat behind a large mahogany desk, his eyes as sharp as a hawk's, his fingertips lightly tapping the desktop, his voice deep and authoritative.
"You two, not bad." Zhao Wenkang's gaze slowly swept over Shui She and Iron Fist, a meaningful smile on his lips. "Surviving proves you're qualified to stay here with me."
Shui She and Iron Fist exchanged glances, their hearts still suppressing the ordeal they had just experienced. The test was not only a review of their abilities but also an extreme pressure on their psychological endurance.
Zhao Wenkang stood up, walked in front of them, hands clasped behind his back. "I appreciate capable people, and I trust loyal people. Since you're working for me, you must be absolutely loyal." His tone suddenly sank, his eyes sharply fixed on the two, "But if I find any signs of betrayal, I will personally send you to hell."
Shui She and Iron Fist remained calm, nodding slightly to show their obedience.
Meanwhile, Lin Zhe received Zhao Wenkang's deeper gaze. He didn't speak directly but stared at Lin Zhe for a long time, as if examining his soul. After a while, he slowly opened his mouth, "Lin Zhe, you've disappeared for so many years, your return is quite a surprise."
Lin Zhe smiled slightly, his tone respectful but with a hint of neither servility nor arrogance, "Mr. Zhao, back then I was just an insignificant character. The world is tough, one has to find a way to survive."
Zhao Wenkang's lips curled up slightly, with a meaningful look, "I hope your way of survival won't step on my bottom line. Han Qingsheng is dead, and the current situation is more complex than you think. You're smart, I like smart people, but I also hope you're just smart enough."
Lin Zhe nodded and smiled, "I will keep Mr. Zhao's teachings in mind."
Zhao Wenkang didn't speak again, just waved his hand, signaling the three to leave.
The moment they walked out of the office, Shui She and Iron Fist both let out a long sigh of relief, while Lin Zhe's lips curled up slightly.
They succeeded.
Zhao Wenkang had accepted them, and the real plan was about to begin...