Chapter 107: The Response
Chapter 107: The Response
Upon hearing Chen Chuan's question, Cheng Zitong pondered for a moment before replying, "Strictly speaking, it's quite significant. The process of going to the Central City usually involves the Academy recommending students, and then the Central Academy approving them. The recommendation is an internal affair of the Academy, while the approval is entirely up to the Central Academy. And a considerable part of the approval criteria is based on one's capabilities."
"Even if you are a recommended student, you still need to demonstrate your abilities to pass the assessment. And how do you prove your abilities? One is through visible martial power, and the other is through the licenses you've obtained."
"You should know that unless the difference in strength is glaringly obvious, those in charge of the review process usually find it difficult to discern the disparity in power. The Academy's evaluation can only serve as a reference. Under this premise, the licenses obtained by students become an essential criterion for assessment."
"If you can obtain a Class B Infinite Defense License, it will indeed be a favorable condition. Because Class B licenses are too dangerous, recommended students generally don't dare to take the risk of obtaining them. So, if you want to go to the Central City, this license is indeed indispensable."
At this point, he looked at Chen Chuan and asked, "Little Chuan, by asking this, do you intend to compete for a spot to go there?"
Chen Chuan nodded, "Teacher, I want to give it a try."
Cheng Zitong looked at him seriously and said, "Your idea is correct, and I fully support you. Only by going to the Central City and the Central Academy can you learn more and truly experience the world. Only by directing your efforts in this direction will your hard work pay off."
"As for the recommendation, the school management will take care of it. But just as Teacher He mentioned, martial power is the foundation of our strength. First, we must strengthen ourselves and become powerful enough to do what we aspire to."
Chen Chuan agreed wholeheartedly. Martial power was not only a stepping stone to advancement but also the foundation of self-protection. He replied, "Yes, I will not forget this, Teacher."
Cheng Zitong remained optimistic, "Your talent is extraordinary, and you are the best among those I've seen. I believe you have the potential to make it there."
Chen Chuan responded with a sound of acknowledgment. He raised his head and said, "By the way, Teacher, in the past few days, many commission companies have approached students through various means, all hinting at their desire to recruit us. I also received information from a small company that the Government Hall is planning to eradicate a Flying Head Sect, so they're seeking capable individuals to handle this urban legend. Do you have any news regarding this, Teacher?"
"Oh, so you've heard about this too," Cheng Zitong sighed. "The Government Hall has indeed been dealing with a leak, even after signing confidentiality agreements. Yes, they recently came to the principal to inquire about solutions, and the principal later contacted me."
"As far as I know, this is indeed a significant commission. I was planning to wait until after the New Year to look into it and see if there are any issues before discussing it with you. Since you already know, I'll tell you now."
He took a sip of water from his teacup and rummaged through his briefcase, pulling out a document. "This is the internal information the principal gave me. Take a look at it first."
Chen Chuan reached out and began flipping through the pages.
Cheng Zitong explained, "You may not have heard of the Flying Head legend, but it's actually quite famous in other places. It often appears alongside a ritual of sacrificing human heads. Many places have such rituals, but some places won't see a Flying Head even after decades of sacrifices, while others may experience it after just one or two.
"The sacrifice itself doesn't directly cause the Flying Head to appear, but the act of worship can attract existing Flying Heads. These individuals become irrational and frenzied, making it one of the few urban legends that can cause group-wide influence.
"Therefore, the key to handling this situation lies in dealing with the Flying Head. It's a tricky problem, not just because it can fly, but also because if the first Flying Head isn't eliminated, it will continue to reappear over the next decade or so.
"From what I've gathered, the Government Hall, following the advice of several consultants from outside the city, has likely already dispatched commissioners to investigate the mountain villages. It's highly probable that we won't receive any news until after the New Year. If the Flying Head in that area can be dealt with, the problem will be much easier to handle."
"The Flying Head Sect has now spread over a vast area, and it's not something one person can handle alone. So, we'll wait for news after the New Year, and then I'll fill you in on the details."
Chen Chuan added, "There's one more thing. Yesterday, a small company approached me and offered some very generous terms." He explained the situation and the conditions offered by Ren Su's company to Cheng Zitong.
After asking a few questions, Cheng Zitong gave his opinion, "My advice is that as long as the conditions are genuine, you can choose this company. The commissions I've taken on your behalf are also through acquaintances, but the remuneration is low, mainly to help you gain experience.
"However, I don't recommend you become their shareholder. Getting too involved isn't a good idea. It's best to sign a temporary agreement with higher compensation and fewer restrictions, allowing you to withdraw at any time. This way, both parties can have peace of mind."
Chen Chuan nodded in agreement. He shared the same thought; becoming a shareholder would mean taking on the responsibility of managing the company. His goals were vastly different from Ren Su and his group. Chen Chuan's primary objectives were to earn a high income and accumulate positive evaluations. Achieving these two goals was sufficient; there was no need to get entangled in other matters.
Cheng Zitong offered further advice, "Just make sure you find a reliable lawyer, preferably one who doesn't have business dealings or vested interests with these wealthy heirs. Do you need me to find one for you?"
Chen Chuan thought for a moment and replied, "No, I have a relative who works in that field."
Cheng Zitong was willing to help him, but asking for favors was a different matter. It would consume favors, and since Chen Chuan could find someone on his own, there was no need to trouble Cheng Zitong further.
Cheng Zitong chuckled and said, "Don't worry about me, Teacher. I'll take care of myself." He stood up and continued, "I have a month of vacation. I'll take some time to relax. See you later, Teacher."
"I'll walk you out."
After seeing Cheng Zitong off, Chen Chuan went to a public phone booth and called Ren Shu. He told him that he had considered his offer and, if the terms were indeed as stated, he would bring a lawyer after the New Year to sign an agreement with them.
Ren Shu was overjoyed. After hanging up the phone, he excitedly exclaimed, "He agreed!"
"Wow!"
The young people around them were thrilled, high-fiving each other. After all, they had finally found a suitable and professional client for their long-established company. Some suggested celebrating at a hotel.
Ren Shu, being the eldest, remained calm. He said, "Hold on. Even if we celebrate, let's wait until we sign the agreement and celebrate with our partners, right?"
"That's right."
The younger ones agreed. Some of them became concerned, "What if he changes his mind? What if someone else offers better terms and he decides to back out?"
Ren Shu also had his worries, but he maintained a confident demeanor. "He won't change his mind. He's a Wu Yi Academy student, and he values his reputation. If he didn't want to agree, he could've just kept us waiting. Since he's given us his word, it means he's already made up his mind."
Hearing this, the young people agreed. Although they were eager, they knew they had to wait until after the New Year.
In the dormitory, Chen Chuan tidied up and prepared to visit his aunt's home for the holidays. Before leaving, he made a phone call, and a sweet voice answered, "Hello, this is the Mi Family Law Firm."
Chen Chuan said, "Hello, I'm looking for Gao Ming. I'm his cousin."
"Please hold on for a moment."
After a brief wait, a relaxed voice came from the other end, "Hello, cousin."
Chen Chuan, "Gao Ming, are you coming back for the New Year?"
"Of course. I must come back to see Auntie and you. Is there something I can help you with? I happen to be free right now."
Chen Chuan, "This time, I have a job that requires a trustworthy lawyer."
The person on the other end readily agreed, "Sure, but after the New Year, I'll no longer be an intern but a full-fledged lawyer. The fees won't be cheap, but since you called today, I'll charge you the intern rate."
Chen Chuan laughed, "Thanks, Gao Ming."
"No need to thank me. You're paying, and we can discuss the details when we meet during the holidays."
After the call, Chen Chuan returned to his room, placed the New Year's cards he had written into the mailbox, picked up his packed suitcase, and headed out.
As he exited the building, he saw heavy snowfall outside and decided against riding his bike. Just then, a familiar horn sounded behind him. He turned to see a Datou car approaching slowly. The window rolled down, revealing Wei Chang'an's face. Wei Chang'an called out, "Junior!"
Chen Chuan, "Wei Ge? You're not back yet?"
Wei Chang'an replied, "I came to pick up some things. I guessed you'd be heading back around this time, so I came to give you a ride. Get in! Oh, and the trunk is full, so put your luggage in the back seat."
Chen Chuan didn't hesitate. He walked over, opened the door, and placed his luggage in the back seat.
Wei Chang'an, holding the steering wheel, sighed, "Junior, you have no idea. Lately, the old man has been bringing you up constantly, comparing me to you. Especially these past few days, I don't know what got into him, but he's been nagging at me every chance he gets."
Chen Chuan thought to himself, 'Did Wei Ge accidentally take the mop home?'
"Forget about the old man. Recently, the company might have a big commission. The higher-ups have asked me to find you several times, but I've turned them down. With your firearms license, you can go anywhere. There's no need to stick with our company. I'll just have to endure it until we get a big commission. Then, I'll definitely start my own business."
Chen Chuan knew Wei Ge was still upset about the previous incident. He said, "Wei Ge, I handled a strange case recently, and many commission companies, including some big ones, have been looking for me because of it."
Wei Chang'an was surprised. He turned to look at Chen Chuan and said, "A strange case? Impressive, Junior. Even the big companies are after you... Hmm?"
He suddenly realized the significance of the strange case. Combining Chen Chuan's tone and the recent fragmented information, he had an epiphany and could now confirm some of his suspicions. "Junior, you're really a stand-up guy."
Chen Chuan smiled, "I didn't quite catch what you said, Wei Ge."
Wei Chang'an laughed and, seeing that they had already left the school, stepped on the accelerator.
After a brief chat, they arrived at the Patrol Bureau's residential area.
Wei Chang'an got out of the car, opened the trunk, and started taking out bags and packages. He said to Chen Chuan, "Junior, take all these things. They're specially prepared by Wei Ge for you. Don't refuse. You've helped Wei Ge so many times, and he wants to thank you."
Chen Chuan didn't refuse, "Thank you, Wei Ge."
"Alright, I'll take off now. I still owe you a meal. I'll see you during the New Year." Wei Chang'an waved goodbye and returned to the car, driving off shortly after.
Chen Chuan carried his suitcase and the large bag into the alley. He approached the courtyard gate, which had couplets pasted on it, and knocked on the door, "Auntie, Uncle, I'm back."
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