Gao Wu: If this BOSS isn't nerfed, is it even playable?

Chapter 190 Battle of Fate: Lin Ye VS Qin Wushuang!
The Hall of Fire and Martial Arts, Yanjing Branch.

The atmosphere in the recruitment department's office was somewhat awkward.

Zhang Ziwei slammed a meticulously bound business plan onto Wang Jingcheng's desk, his face beaming with undisguised smugness.

"Manager Wang, the final list of the Qiming General Training Camp in Nanhu Province has been internally confirmed. This is my draft contract signing plan for Qin Wushuang."

He deliberately raised his voice to make sure everyone in the office could hear him.

"Qin Wushuang, just as we predicted, graduated in third place. I received the potential assessment report, and the overall rating is A!"

"Supervisor, I suggest we start negotiations with a B-level contract as the basis. If he's proactive, we can even upgrade to an A-level contract and lock him in completely!"

After saying that, he glanced at Long Bohan sitting in a corner as if by chance, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Of course, I have also officially contacted Qin Wushuang himself. He said that after the camp closes, he will communicate with me to discuss the signing of the contract."

At this moment, one of Zhang Ziwei's lackeys made a sarcastic remark from the side.

"Look at how efficient our Brother Zhang is. He took on this task in less than two days and got it done."

"So some of the younger staff in our recruitment department still have a lot to learn!"

His mention of certain young people was clearly a veiled reference.

In the office, several colleagues exchanged glances and wisely buried themselves in their own work, but their ears were all perked up.

The rivalry between Long Bohan and Zhang Ziwei for Qin Wushuang had been an open secret for the past month.

Now that Zhang Ziwei has won a great victory, he has returned to swagger and rub salt into Long Bohan's wounds.

Zhang Ziwei gave the lackey behind him a satisfied look; clearly, he was extremely pleased.

Wang Jingcheng frowned slightly. He didn't like the confrontational atmosphere in the department, but since the outcome was good, he couldn't lash out.

"Yes, I've accepted the proposal. You've done a good job following up."

He picked up the proposal and prepared to read it.

“Bohan,” Wang Jingcheng looked up at the corner, “I remember you said before that you gave up on Qin Wushuang because you had a new goal. Where is your proposal? Let me take a look at it too.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ziwei's smile widened, and he crossed his arms, looking ready to watch a good show.

He wanted to see what kind of person Long Bohan could produce to be compared to Qin Wushuang, who was a sure-fire A-level contract holder.

Under everyone's gaze, Long Bohan stood up, picked up an office tablet, and walked over.

He didn't print out a paper document; instead, he placed an electronic proposal directly in front of Wang Jingcheng.

“Manager, I’m still drafting his proposal; this is just a first draft,” Long Bohan said.

Wang Jingcheng nodded and slid his finger across the PAD that Long Bohan handed him.

[Target for signing: Lin Ye]

[Proposed Contract Level: Level A]

Upon seeing the words "Grade A," Wang Jingcheng's pupils contracted slightly.

Zhang Ziwei almost burst out laughing.

Grade A?
He had worked so hard to win over Qin Wushuang, but he only dared to suggest A- in the proposal. How dare Long Bohan go straight for A?
Sure enough, you are still too young!

Don't they know their boss doesn't like this style of doing things?
Wang Jingcheng's face darkened.

“Bohan, you should know what an A-level contract means.”

"This means that our Martial Hall will have to allocate a lot of resources to training them. This is the highest level of treatment, second only to the S-level contract. Every A-level contract needs to be reviewed by headquarters."

"What makes this Lin Ye you're targeting so exceptional that he deserves such high praise?"

Long Bohan said calmly, "Supervisor, this suggestion is also something I've thought about carefully. You can take a look at the attachment below."

Wang Jingcheng opened the attachment.

The attachment contains detailed information about all of Lin Ye's online battle records to date, as well as information such as his strength level and martial arts spirituality that Long Bohan has deduced based on what Lin Ye has shown so far.

Wang Jingcheng clicked on a video attachment that Long Bohan had pinned to the top of the proposal.

The next second, a loud and wild electronic music, accompanied by exaggerated sound effects, burst out of the PAD's speakers without warning, echoing throughout the quiet office.

Wang Jingcheng's brows furrowed instantly into a deep frown.

"What are you doing?"

He has never been fond of these fancy gadgets.

Zhang Ziwei stood to the side, his eyes practically overflowing with sarcasm.

Although the recruitment department often needs to scout for talent in "Martial Arts Peak", what they value are the original battle videos, the data, and the actual performance.

These montage videos, edited and accompanied by random music, are more entertaining than helpful in practical application, and offer virtually no useful information.

How could Lung Po-han make such a basic mistake?

Using something like this as evidence of an A-level contracted project is like dancing wildly in the manager's minefield!

He chuckled, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for Wang Jingcheng and his colleagues to hear.

"Ha, young people these days are getting more and more restless."

"Any genius with a bit of talent could easily create dozens or even hundreds of such eye-catching edited videos."

“Using something like this as proof of a contract, Steward Long, is far too unprofessional.”

He looked heartbroken, as if Long Bohan's actions had tarnished the professionalism of the Firewood Martial Hall.

Wang Jingcheng was about to reprimand him when he suddenly sensed something was wrong.

He looked up and noticed that several of his young subordinates, who had been engrossed in their work, had suddenly stood up and were craning their necks, looking at him with curiosity.

"What are you all doing? Have you finished your work?" Wang Jingcheng's face darkened as he snapped, "Get back to your own tasks!"

Startled by his shout, the young men quickly withdrew their heads.

Only one young man, named Xiao Li, who was relatively bold, spoke up somewhat hesitantly.

"Manager Wang...were you watching that One-Punch Man video just now?"

"Yes, yes, that's it! This video is so exciting!" someone in another corner immediately chimed in, "That rising star's record and skill are absolutely explosive!"

"Yes, the internet is buzzing about it!"

The murmurs in the office made Wang Jingcheng realize that he seemed to have missed something.

He's been so focused on his work lately that he hasn't been paying much attention to trending topics online.

This video... and this "One-Punch Man," is it some new trending meme?

He looked down at the PAD again.

In the video, the music has reached its climax, and every punch and every instant kill by the virtual character in the picture is perfectly timed to the beat of the drum, creating an amazing visual impact.

Wang Jingcheng's tightly furrowed brows unconsciously relaxed.

When the video ended with a long, upward-looking shot that accentuated the oppressive feeling of the virtual figure, and two lines of alarming data were displayed next to it, Wang Jingcheng completely lost his composure.

[Win rate: 98.84%]

[Maximum winning streak: 165]

"This is the client I want to sign."

Long Bohan's calm voice rang out.

Upon hearing this, the office was initially silent, but then erupted into a complete uproar.

"Holy crap! Brother Long! The target you're talking about is that goblin minion?!"

"My God! No wonder you dared to go straight for an A-level contract!"

"Brother Long is awesome! You managed to find this guy ahead of time? Tell us quickly, what's the background of this amazing person? Is he a genius hidden away by some top family?" A group of young people immediately surrounded him, chattering excitedly.

They instantly understood why Long Bohan would give up on Qin Wushuang, a potential A-level stock who was almost a certainty of success.

Compared to this mysterious dark horse who has already created a phenomenal buzz and whose record is terrifyingly unbelievable, Qin Wushuang's brilliance has dimmed somewhat.

Zhang Ziwei opened his mouth, his face turning pale and then flushed.

He initially thought that Long Bohan was courting death and had stepped on Wang Jingcheng's biggest taboo.

Who could have imagined that the situation would reverse in an instant?

All the attention, all the admiration and curiosity, shifted from him and Qin Wushuang, whom he had defeated, to Long Bohan and his so-called "dark horse".

He felt like a clown.

When faced with his colleagues' enthusiasm, Long Bohan simply offered a brief explanation.

"I learned about him through a friend long before he caused a sensation."

"His real name is Lin Ye. As for the specific details, we haven't had time to discuss them in detail yet because he is currently participating in the Qiming General Training Camp."

"The Rising Star Training Camp?"

Wang Jingcheng's eyes lit up, and he pressed on, "Which province are you from? How were your results? With a record like that, you should at least be in the top three, right?"

Before Long Bohan could answer.

"It's a draw! It's a draw!!"

Xiao Li suddenly exclaimed in surprise. He stared intently at his phone screen, his voice trembling with excitement.

"He just won another game! His winning streak has now reached 166 games! He has equaled the historical record set by the Martial Saint!"

boom!
These words exploded like a thunderbolt in the office.

Wang Jingcheng and Zhang Ziwei's eyes widened instantly!

Qi Ping, the Martial Saint?

Historical records of "Martial Arts Pinnacle"?
Even the most obtuse person finally understood the potential and value behind the name Lin Ye!
With a "whoosh," everyone in the office crowded around Xiao Li's workstation, craning their necks to see what was going on.

"You're all slacking off right in front of me, aren't you?"

Wang Jingcheng's cold voice suddenly rang out.

Everyone was startled, as if doused with a bucket of cold water, and instantly sobered up, scattering like birds and beasts, sneaking back to their positions.

Xiao Li was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he stood there helplessly.

On his phone, he could even hear a man shouting and yelling during a live stream.

Long Bohan was a little embarrassed. He was too familiar with that voice; it was none other than his childhood friend Dong Dongchen's distinctive business voice.

However, Wang Jingcheng suddenly changed the subject, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Xiao Li, project the live stream you're watching right now onto the big screen in the conference room."

"Since you're not focused on the important matter at hand..."

He looked around and finally said, "Then let's make an exception today and see together just how strong this genius that Bohan has found really is!"

"So I can also judge whether this A-level contract is worth it."

"yeah--!"

Cheers erupted in the office.

Xiao Li was flattered and, with the help of several colleagues, hurriedly projected his phone screen onto the giant screen in the conference room.

Looking at this scene, Long Bohan felt as if it were a dream.

One day, he was even able to openly slack off at work and watch his childhood friend's live stream.

As the screen was successfully projected, Dong Dongchen's signature loud voice rang out clearly through the conference room's sound system.

"Brothers! This is it or not, it all depends on this one!"

Even if he loses this round, he has already tied the highest record!

"Urgent, urgent, urgent!"

"I know you're all anxious, but the host is even more anxious!"

"Damn system, hurry up and find someone!"

"It's been almost seven minutes, fucking!!"

Listening to Dong Dongchen's rambling, coupled with the barrage of urgent messages, the atmosphere was palpable.

Only Long Bohan found it utterly absurd.

How could he possibly be able to openly watch his live stream while at work?!
"They're here! The enemy is here!"

Dong Dongchen's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"This ID... Unparalleled! Ranked 312th!"

"Brothers, this ID belongs to Qin Wushuang! A direct descendant of the Qin family in Nanhu Province, a genius!"

"The Qin family! That's an ancient martial arts family with a history of hundreds of years! And this Qin Wushuang is an extremely rare dual martial arts genius in this generation of the Qin family!"

"Don't be fooled by his current ranking of only 300-something. That's because he supposedly attended the Qiming General Training Camp and didn't play for a month! Just a month ago, his highest ranking was 100!"

"This duel is truly a top-tier match in the Great Xia Martial Arts Rising Star Series!"

Dong Dongchen's passionate explanation made everyone in the conference room hold their breath.

All eyes were on the match schedule in the center of the screen.

[Goblin Minion (846th rank) VS Unrivaled (312th rank)]

next moment.

In the conference room, after a brief moment of surprise, everyone turned their gaze away from the screen and focused on Long Bohan and Zhang Ziwei.

Is there really such a coincidence in this world?
Zhang Ziwei's face, which had been smug, now displayed a particularly interesting expression.

He never imagined that Qin Wushuang, the A-level potential stock he had gone through so much trouble, even risking a falling out, to snatch her from Long Bohan.

Incredibly, at such a momentous time, in such a dramatic way, he became the final gatekeeper for Long Bohan's record-breaking signings.

What the hell is this called?

Long Bohan was also stunned.

He just wanted to see Lin Ye break a record, to give himself an explanation for his perseverance during this period, and to prove his judgment to his supervisor and colleagues.

But now, it's no longer just about proving one's perspective.

This was nothing short of a public execution that jeopardized the careers of two people!

He won; Long Bohan had a keen eye for talent, overcame all opposition, and unearthed a peerless gem.

Lost...

His decision to abandon Qin Wushuang and instead gamble on an unknown newcomer made him the biggest joke in the entire recruitment department.

And that newcomer was precisely the one whose contract was terminated by Zhang Ziwei himself.

At that moment, everyone in the conference room turned their gazes back and forth between Long Bohan and Zhang Ziwei, their eyes filled with amusement and excitement at the prospect of watching the drama unfold.

On the screen, huge countdown numbers slid down.

three!
two!
One!

【The battle begins! 】

(End of this chapter)