Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five

This is a very good situation.

Feng Zhenghao smiled and asked, "Shayan, Fengliu, are you both alright?"

"Dad...does he look like something's wrong?" Feng Shayan said, covering her right cheek.

"President Feng..."

"Don't call me Chairman Feng, it's too formal..." Feng Zhenghao continued after hearing Zhou Fengliu's address to him, "Just call me Uncle Feng..."

"When I found out yesterday that your next opponent was Shayan, I wanted her to just admit defeat, but she wouldn't have it. She insisted on coming to spar with you, saying she wanted to broaden her horizons..."

"That's good, he's quiet now after getting slapped."

"Dad..."

"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore... You see, Sha Yan is just shy, so sometimes I have to ask Feng Liu to be more proactive and take care of her..." Feng Zhenghao said to Zhou Fengliu.

Zhou Fengliu and Feng Zhenghao didn't talk for long, but he always felt that there was something hidden in Feng Zhenghao's words...

"President Feng is really... enthusiastic." After saying goodbye to Feng Zhenghao, Zhou Fengliu said to Feng Shayan beside him.

"Hey, don't worry about him. He hasn't given up yet. He'll probably be fine in a while," Feng Shayan replied.

"I reckon it'll be tough in a while... You'll have to find someone you like..."

Zhou Fengliu said something, then, as if he had thought of something, he began to look around at the crowd:

"This opportunity to participate in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony is quite good. There are many talented people of the same generation. Yanzi, see if there is anyone you like."

"Are you bored?"

Feng Shayan was completely speechless. She just couldn't send a message on her phone right now, otherwise she would definitely write a long essay to her best friend.

Family members, does anyone understand...?

"Hey, your dad just said you're shy and told me to be more proactive and take care of you."

"Get out, get out, get out!"

Zhou Fengliu's conversation with Feng Shayan was very casual and relaxed, just like two close friends bickering.

Just as the two were having such a pleasant conversation, a burly, slightly greasy man glanced at them silently from the shadows.

...

"Hey, what are you looking at over there?"

A young couple happened to be resting on a bench when the girl noticed something odd about the boy's gaze.

She looked in the direction the boy was looking and saw a greasy, burly man stretching his muscles.

"..."

"Holy crap...you're starting to get weird! You're even looking at guys!"

...

A moment later.

Zhou Fengliu followed Feng Shayan to the open space under the four large screens and met up with Zhang Chulan and the others.

"Holy crap! Who is this? Isn't this the God of War?"

"The God of War is back?!"

"Our generation is glorious!"

"Bullshit! He's a disgrace to our generation! Is he single? Yes, he's definitely single! If someone like him could find a girlfriend, I, Cao Deshuang, would do a handstand and have diarrhea!"

The moment Zhou Fengliu appeared, the crowd in the open space erupted in chaos.

"?" Zhou Fengliu, who was known as the "God of Fighting" by everyone, raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Forced to fight the God of War? What kind of title is that..." Zhou Fengliu thought it sounded bad, absolutely bad.

"There's nothing I can do... what can I do? Brother Liu defeated his opponents with a single slap in the first two matches... and both of them were girls," Zhang Chulan explained briefly.

"What's wrong with girls? What happened to gender equality? Your words are narrow-minded, be careful, or you might become a feminist." Zhou Fengliu corrected Zhang Chulan's thinking.

This young comrade's thinking is quite dangerous...

"Sis...Sis, are you alright?"

As the two were talking, Feng Xingtong saw his older sister applying ice to her face. He wanted to check on her, but when he saw Feng Shayan's swollen right cheek, he couldn't help but laugh.

"You little brat... I can see through you, you want to laugh, don't you?" Feng Shayan saw through her younger brother's thoughts at a glance, and she snorted coldly.

"No, no! How could that be! Sister, you know me... I can't smile, I'm just not naturally inclined to smile." That's what Feng Xingtong said.

"Uh..." Everyone fell silent upon hearing this.

If I remember correctly...

When Feng Shayan drew Zhou Fengliu yesterday afternoon... Feng Xingtong, her younger brother, must have laughed the loudest, right?

What a naturally non-smiling person...

"The first round of the competition is over! The second round of the competition begins!" While everyone was speechless, the disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion on the high platform began to announce the results of the first round of the competition and the number of rounds for the second round.

[Feng Baobao vs. Wang Ergou]

[Hidden Dragon vs. Zhang Lingyu]

[Feng Xingtong versus Deng Youfu]

【…】

Hearing the announcement that the competition was about to begin, Feng Baobao scratched her head blankly and said, "It's my turn."

“Yes…Brother Liu, shall we go to the scene?” Zhang Chulan asked Zhou Fengliu.

"Let's go." Zhou Fengliu didn't care; it didn't matter where they went, since he had plenty of free time anyway.

"Ugh, so frustrating... Why do I have to compete now?" Feng Xingtong said he also wanted to watch Feng Baobao's competition.

"Don't be upset, keep up the good work." Zhang Chulan patted Feng Xingtong on the shoulder, then walked towards Feng Baobao's competition venue.

Watching Zhang Chulan and his group walk away, Feng Xingtong sighed, then looked at her older sister: "Sis, you'll be there to cheer me on, right?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Shayan raised an eyebrow. She had indeed wanted to watch Feng Xingtong's match, but because Feng Xingtong had been laughing too loudly for the past two days, she felt that her younger brother should experience the coldness of human relationships.

"Go ahead, I'll go watch the other people's games... Dad should be there supporting you."

Feng Xingtong: "..."

Watching Feng Shayan's departing figure, Feng Xingtong could only think that human joys and sorrows are not shared; he only felt that they were being a bit noisy...

...

P.S.: I'm begging for anything, even just a few free gifts. This poor, humble author is almost starving!

Chapter 62 Lu Linglong: Hey! You're actually a pretty nice person! (First Update)

Few people watched Feng Baobao and Wang Ergou's match. Besides Zhou Fengliu and Zhang Chulan, there was also Lu Linglong's group. Lu Linglong, who was in charge, seemed to still have some swelling on her left cheek.

"Er Gou should be able to win this match, right? I heard that the other side is just a low-level employee of Na Du Tong. Their company's main player this time is Zhang Chu Lan... This guy is probably just there to make up the numbers."

Yun, who was wearing a mask in Lu Linglong's small group, spoke up.

"That's hard to say. Isn't Zhou Fengliu just a low-level employee at All-Around Company?"

"Look at... Zhou Fengliu!"

As Zhou Fengliu appeared in the stands, everyone's eyes turned to him not far away. Lu Linglong's hair stood on end, and the sight of Zhou Fengliu immediately brought to mind the fight she had suffered before.

“Miss Lu…” Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow slightly when he saw Lu Linglong, and then greeted her:

"Miss Lu's injury...is it any better?"

"Okay... Mr. Zhou, I'm fine now." Lu Linglong looked dazed and somewhat at a loss... She wanted to change the subject, but didn't know what to ask Zhou Fengliu. After a couple of seconds of silence, she quietly said:

"What brings Mr. Zhou here?"

"?"

Upon hearing this question, Zhou Fengliu was stunned, as were Lu Linglong's friends behind him.

This question is just as valuable as asking a repairman what he does for a living...

For a moment, Zhou Fengliu's question left him somewhat speechless.

"Ms. Lu... I'm so sorry, I didn't control my strength well when I went on stage, and I may have injured you. If it's not serious, you should go to the hospital for a check-up. I'll pay for it for you."

Based on the question Lu Linglong just raised, Zhou Fengliu had reason to suspect that his big punch might have made Lu Linglong stupid.

"Huh?" Hearing Zhou Fengliu's words, Lu Linglong was slightly taken aback, and a surprised expression appeared on her face as if to say: Hey! You're a pretty nice person.

"Never mind her... She was just too embarrassed by what happened, that's why she started talking nonsense."

"Oh...I see." Zhou Fengliu nodded, then turned his gaze to Feng Baobao and Wang Ergou, who were walking in from outside the venue.

What you can see.

Feng Baobao hummed a little tune and walked with an air of nonchalance, seemingly very confident of winning the match.

On the other side... Wang Ergou was dressed in a very flashy way, wearing glasses with two black lenses, a buzz cut with red hair, earrings on both ears, and a black and white suit. From a distance, he looked like a zebra that had come to life and escaped from the zoo.

To be honest... this kind of avant-garde aesthetic is a bit tacky, but... tacky to the extreme might just be trendy.

"You... are my opponent?" Feng Baobao asked in a Sichuan accent.

"Okay, let me formally introduce myself..."

Wang Ergou adjusted his glasses and was about to introduce himself in a flamboyant manner when Feng Baobao's size 30-something jade foot kicked him hard in the face, giving him no time to react.

bang bang bang --

After kicking Wang Ergou to the ground, Feng Baobao didn't hold back at all and went up to kick him hard in the face.

"Hey! Where did you come from? Don't you know any manners?!" Wang Ergou shouted angrily, covering his face with his arms in an attempt to defend himself.

"Don't you know you can't launch a sneak attack when someone is introducing themselves?! That's unethical! What about your self-cultivation as an Outcast?!"

"Forehead..."

In the stands, Lu Linglong and the others watched as Wang Ergou was kicked around by Feng Baobao. After a moment of silence, their gazes turned to Zhou Fengliu and Zhang Chulan.