One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Xiao Zizai straightened his collar, a smile playing on his lips, and considerately walked to the back seat to open the car door for him.

"Good heavens, we've arrived at the venue. The air underground isn't very fresh, so please get out of the car slowly."

"The car that Xiao Zhao rented this time has a very stiff chassis, and it was very bumpy when going over speed bumps."

Zhang Tianyi yawned and slowly climbed out of the car.

Today he was wearing a very loose-fitting, traditional Chinese-style casual outfit with the collar open.

They didn't take this so-called international opening ceremony seriously at all, acting like a teenager who had just finished having morning tea and was out for a stroll.

Zhang Chulan, carrying a backpack, jumped down immediately afterward.

"Oh my goodness, this is an armored car, how could the chassis not be sturdy?"

As Zhang Chulan handed Zhang Tianyi a bottle of room-temperature mineral water, he glanced around:

"Wow, these Japanese are really willing to spend money. They made the opening ceremony like the Olympics."

"Let's go in and grab a good seat."

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Tianyi led his team, under the "close protection" of Hei Guan'er and Xiao Zizai, straight to the main venue via the private elevator.

Because we arrived early.

There weren't many people in the seats inside the venue yet.

This is an extremely spectacular giant circular stadium.

In the very center of the venue was a huge ceremonial stage, covering a vast area and covered with a magnificent red carpet!

The stage is surrounded by tiered seating areas and individual rest areas for each country.

On the dome, dozens of high-powered spotlights illuminated the entire venue as bright as day.

Several huge holographic projections were even floating in mid-air, displaying the logos of the participating countries' organizations in turn.

"This is quite a spectacle; anyone who didn't know better would think it was an interstellar expo."

Wang Ye couldn't help but complain as soon as he entered the venue.

He was still wearing that Taoist robe, his hands in his sleeves, and slowly followed the group to the Chinese team's designated area.

The rest area here is quite luxurious.

Rows of luxurious sofas, with a coffee table in the middle filled with all kinds of high-end fruits and cold drinks.

Zhang Tianyi didn't hold back at all, directly choosing the one in the very middle and sinking into it with his buttocks.

Chen Duo skillfully took out a thermos with a frog pattern from her small bag, unscrewed the lid, and handed it over.

Feng Baobao, meanwhile, stood gazing blankly at the railing, curiously observing the large screens in all directions.

Zhang Lingyu sat upright in the chair next to Zhang Tianyi.

Place your hands on your knees and close your eyes to rest.

While everyone was having their own fun.

Zhang Chulan's eyes started darting around.

He put down his backpack, clapped his hands, and fixed his gaze on a rest area not far away.

Over there sat several burly European men with thick body hair.

Each of them had a fierce look on their faces and were scrutinizing the group as they entered.

"Master, please sit down first. I'll go over and investigate."

Zhang Chulan chuckled and pulled out two handfuls of cream-flavored melon seeds, a specialty of the Greater Khingan Mountains, from the side pocket of his backpack.

He straightened his clothes, his face beaming with that harmless, even somewhat obsequious smile.

He took small, shuffling steps and tiptoed toward the group of large European men.

"Hello everyone! Have you eaten yet?"

Zhang Chulan, speaking broken, makeshift English, swaggered over to the table.

The men frowned.

One of the bald men, who looked like an iron tower, stood up and looked down at the skinny Asian youth with a look of vigilance and disdain.

"What do you want?" the bald man roared in a deep voice.

"Oh dear! Don't get excited! Don't get excited!"

Zhang Chulan not only didn't back down, but instead squeezed through as if they were old friends.

He grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds and shoved them directly into the bald man's big hand.

"Special product! From China!"

"Want to take a bite? It smells amazing!"

The bald man stared blankly at the handful of small, dark sunflower seeds in his hand.

He has participated in so many international battles, and he has never seen an opponent come over to hand out snacks before the match!

Is this some kind of new biological weapon?!

"Hey bro, judging by your physiques, you guys must spend a lot of time at the gym doing squats, right?"

Zhang Chulan didn't care whether the other person understood or not, and just started talking non-stop.

He pulled up a chair and sat down amidst the astonished stares of the others.

"It's fate that we met! My name is Zhang Chulan, a handyman for the China team. What kind of gang are you guys from?"

His muscles are even more muscular than the blacksmith's at the edge of our village!

The bald guys were stunned by his rapid-fire barrage of words.

He glanced at the sunflower seeds in his hand, then at his equally bewildered teammates beside him, and subconsciously stammered out a sentence in broken Chinese:

"Are you... mentally... disordered?"

"Hey! Yes, yes, that's it! That's the problem!"

Zhang Chulan slapped his thigh, then leaned forward, lowered his voice, and spoke in a very mysterious tone:

"To be honest, brothers, I was actually forced to come here by our team leader."

He pointed to Zhang Tianyi, who was lying on the sofa in the distance yawning, his face full of bitterness:

"See that? That's our boss. He's really fierce! He docks my pay all the time!"

I actually wanted to ask if you guys needed anyone to pour water for me? Would it be possible for me to switch jobs there?

This operation.

This completely baffled the few people watching the show from the China region.

Wang Ye nearly spat out his water, clutching his forehead in pain.

"Old Zhang... he's really taken shamelessness to the international stage."

They were just trying to get to know him and gather information; he's acting like a neighborhood committee auntie going on a casual visit.

Zhuge Qing took out the small fan again, his face full of smiles:

"Old Wang, you don't understand. As the art of war says, 'Show weakness and attack where the enemy is unprepared.'"

"Believe it or not, his trick actually works."

Zhang Tianyi, sitting in the middle, listened to the two people's comments.

"Haha, this kid is really unexpected."

He glanced at Zhang Chulan, who was already teaching those people how to eat sunflower seeds in the distance, and couldn't help but smirk.

Chapter 330 The Money-Power Intelligence Network! A Shameless Workplace Waterloo

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing were leaning against the sofa.

Both of them were amazed as they watched Zhang Chulan, who was gesturing and guessing, managing to get along with the foreign giant with just two handfuls of sunflower seeds.

"I have to admit, this level of shamelessness is unparalleled. If Old Zhang claims to be second in the world, no one would dare to claim to be first."

Wang Ye picked up his teacup and shook his head.

Just then, Feng Xingtong, who had been sitting quietly in the corner like a nobody, suddenly coughed twice, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Um... Master Wang, Brother Zhuge."

As Feng Xingtong spoke, she opened the backpack that appeared to be full of snacks at her feet.

He unzipped the innermost zipper and laboriously pulled out a thick stack of neatly bound A4 paper documents.

"Actually... if we just wanted to find out the truth, we really didn't need Brother Chu Lan to go to such lengths to use his looks."

Like handing out flyers, Feng Xingtong respectfully handed out copies of the documents to each person.

Even Zhang Tianyi, who was sitting in the main seat with her eyes closed and resting, as well as Chen Duo and Feng Baobao next to her, received a portion.

"What is this thing?"

Wang Ye put down his teacup and curiously opened the cover.

Upon seeing this, Master Wang's previously sleepy eyes widened instantly.

This is a detailed list of information on the participating teams!

Not only is it printed in full color, but it also clearly displays candid photos or ID photos of each contestant.

Next to the photo, a dense list of the other party's name, nationality, affiliation, and signature moves was displayed...

Even their height, weight, and recent black market records are clearly marked!

"I go……"

Zhuge Qing quickly flipped through two pages, his eyes filled with amazement.

"Xingtong, where did you get this?"

"Hehe, these past few days while everyone was out shopping, I was thinking that we can't just look around without doing anything."