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Zhong Kui's Diary
Fatty and I were bored, watching a video in Kong Xuan's private room. Kong Xuan occasionally came in to take a look, observing and learning.
After Faint connected us with the Broker, that Broker called us using an internet phone, displaying only 'Private Number' on the caller ID. The voice was processed, sounding unusually hoarse, making it hard to determine if it was a man or a woman. The Broker introduced himself as Mr. Wang and asked us to call him President Wang.
After confirming our home addresses, that night he left a Disc on the greenery outside my building. The Disc was unwrapped, and the surface had a few words written in marker—How to Become a Qualified Marriage Proxy. The title was quite ordinary, but the content was rich, covering everything from gaining the other person's affection to how to shake off their entanglements, presenting a complete system.
The only downside was that the person explaining on the Disc was masked, and similarly, their voice was processed and hoarse. However, we didn't have to worry about not hearing clearly because there were subtitles below.
Kong Xuan laughed while watching: "Yo Xue, before meeting you should be as warm as spring, when meeting you should be as passionate as summer, after meeting you should be as ruthless as autumn winds sweeping away leaves. If there's entanglement, it should be as cruel and merciless as winter. Truly eye-opening; one learns throughout life."
I ignored Kong Xuan and asked Fatty: "Have you received a call from President Wang today?"
Fatty shook his head: "No. It's already four; they should have finished investigating by now."
This investigation, just as Lingfeng said, had someone probing around my residence. Fortunately, my neighbors' only impression of me is that I sleep in late and am unproductive... I suppose this kind of response would alleviate President Wang's concerns.
"To cut off without cutting completely invites chaos." Kong Xuan chuckled while reciting the words from the Disc.
At that moment, my phone rang. I picked it up and saw the prominent four words on the screen—Private Number. I quickly called out to Kong Xuan before answering the call.
"What insights do you have after watching the video?" President Wang laughed on the other end. Despite his hoarse voice, he was indeed laughing.
"To cut off without cutting completely invites chaos," I casually repeated the eight words that Kong Xuan had just recited.
"Not bad; it seems you are putting effort into learning," President Wang pondered for a moment before continuing: "I will assign you a task. Shortly, a WeChat number will add you, and then they will send you some materials. Familiarize yourselves with them today; tomorrow at nine in the morning, go to the first floor of the International Trade Building and find Teacher Huang from Century Lily Network. She will arrange for your meeting."
After hanging up the phone, my WeChat pinged with a friend request. After accepting it, a long message came through, which turned out to be the relevant information for our mission.
I forwarded this information to Fatty, and we both took some time to memorize it before bidding farewell to Kong Xuan and heading home.
The next morning, Fatty and I dressed up at home before meeting at the International Trade Building.
I was dressed as a hotel manager, wearing a light red striped shirt on top and fitted straight-leg trousers below, complemented by pointed leather shoes. I had applied some gel to my hair, giving me a somewhat managerial appearance. Fatty, on the other hand, was dressed as a rich second-generation heir, sporting casual brand clothing and playing with a set of keys in his hand, among which the Ferrari logo stood out prominently.
“Wow, when did you buy a Ferrari?” I joked.
“I only have an Audi car key; I borrowed this key from someone else. Do you remember Old Wang?” Fatty chuckled.
“Which Old Wang? Your neighbor?” As we stepped into the elevator, I pressed the button for the first floor.
“Old Wang from Golden Blade Advertising Company,” Fatty laughed heartily.
Suddenly, I recalled that during the script event, we had infiltrated Golden Blade Advertising Company to steal keys. At that time, the keys were kept in a secure room in the building, and Old Wang was responsible for monitoring that room. He was also Fatty's buddy from Emperor Club.
For a moment, I felt a sense of time distortion; it had been over a year since then, yet with Fatty's reminder, it felt like just yesterday.
The elevator dinged, interrupting my thoughts. Collecting myself, I stepped out to see a clean and tidy lobby with large characters on the image wall—Century Lily. I couldn't help but scoff inwardly; if they could really achieve that, they might as well go drink northwest wind.
Approaching the front desk to find Teacher Huang, the receptionist smiled and asked me to wait while she made a phone call. Shortly after, a short-haired woman walked out and asked us, “Mr. Zhong? Mr. Ding?”
“Yes, that's us. You must be Teacher Huang? I'm Zhong Zhengnan,” I greeted with a smile.
“Young man looks quite spirited,” Teacher Huang said with a smile as she assessed me before glancing at Fatty and inviting us to follow her inside.
He led us into a room, and Teacher Huang's expression darkened as he said to me with displeasure, "How can you be so careless? You need to understand, your name is now Li Xingbo, and he is Shang Wen."
I was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said, "Right, right, I was negligent. I thought I could relax since we are familiar."
Teacher Huang seemed a bit surprised by my quick admission of fault and smiled lightly, "This is also a profession for you. Since you are engaged in this line of work, you must do your best. I believe you can."
"Yes, yes!" I nodded repeatedly with Fatty.
"Later, you will each meet a member. I will first give you the member's information. Shang Wen..." At this point, Teacher Huang paused.
Seeing that Fatty looked confused, I couldn't help but elbow him. Fatty finally reacted and said, "Yes, yes."
"Your task today is relatively simple; just act like you look down on her," Teacher Huang said as he took out a document and whispered something to Fatty for a while before adding with a smile, "This girl has two younger sisters and a younger brother at home. You just don't like having so many relatives."
Fatty nodded with a smile, "Yes, indeed. Too many cousins can be exhausting."
Teacher Huang chuckled and turned to me: "As for you, Mr. Zhong..."
I smiled and said, "Sorry, my name is Li Xingbo."
Teacher Huang gave me an approving glance: "Yes, Mr. Li. Your task may be a bit more complicated; you must make her develop a good impression of you."
"Is there any standard for this good impression?" I asked curiously.
"If she is willing to give you her contact information, that counts as having a good impression," Teacher Huang replied with a smile.
"That shouldn't be too difficult," I sighed in relief.
"First step, you need to invite her out for a meal to show that you care about her. After the meal, you can excuse yourself," Teacher Huang said with a light cough. "We can reimburse you for a hundred yuan for the meal since you're just a hotel manager right now. If you're playing the role of a rich second generation, the dining standard will be elevated a few levels."
"Wow, that's really professional," I couldn't help but exclaim.
Teacher Huang smiled and went over the member profile I was about to face. The girl's name was Liu Dan, she was the vice president of a private company, 164 cm tall, weighed 56 kg, and was from Nanhe.
"Alright, is there anything else you need to ask?" Teacher Huang looked at us.
"Nothing else, just feeling a bit nervous," Fatty said honestly.
"It's normal to feel nervous for the first time. You need to immerse yourself in the role; from now on, you're a rich second generation. Show me that aloof look," Teacher Huang said with a smile.
Fatty looked at Teacher Huang with a serious expression, and I burst out laughing. "You look so resentful. Do you understand the aloof look?"
Hearing me, Fatty changed to a disdainful expression and finally seemed to get the hang of it. Teacher Huang nodded, "Not bad, but you can't keep staring at her chest; I don't mind, but the girl might think you're a pervert."
He stood up and called us to go out. "Let's wait for her in the reception room."
"It feels like we're going out to meet clients," Fatty chuckled softly as we walked. "What's the difference between this and being a gigolo?"
"Gigolos sell their bodies but not their skills; we sell our skills but not our bodies," I replied with a serious expression.
After parting ways with Fatty, I entered a reception room. Looking around, it was quite small, about two or three square meters. There were two sofas facing each other with a coffee table in between, resembling a booth in a restaurant but narrower.
I immediately thought it was well-designed; this layout had at least two advantages: first, it made it easier for two blind date participants to get closer to each other; second, it saved space since rent in the International Trade Building isn't cheap.
After looking around for about ten minutes, Teacher Huang led in a tall woman. I quickly stood up and greeted her with a smile as Teacher Huang introduced us before stepping out and closing the door behind him.
"Please sit." I gestured towards the sofa across from me, then immediately felt that this action was somewhat impolite, so I extended my hand in a welcoming gesture instead.
Liu Dan smiled and took a seat. Only then did I lean forward and sit down. "Hello, my name is Li Xingbo, from Nanhu. I've been in Star City for ten years now, and I'm currently a manager at a hotel. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Liu Dan also gave a brief introduction. Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Teacher Huang came in with two cups of water, apologized with a smile, and left.
At this moment, my mind was racing like a computer, thinking about how I could win Liu Dan's favor.
According to "How to Become a Qualified Marriage Proxy," I should first analyze Liu Dan's appearance. The disc contained detailed information, and appearance analysis is divided into three levels. The first level is facial analysis: a wider forehead indicates confidence, high cheekbones suggest harshness, and fuller lips imply strong emotions...
The second level is clothing analysis. A trendy outfit with heavy makeup indicates an absolute socialite, while a true Rich and Beautiful Girl dresses quite ordinarily but uses high-quality materials. Moreover, there shouldn't be any visible logos; those that are as big as a fist are mostly cheap knockoffs.
The third level is behavioral analysis. A Rich and Beautiful Girl has received good training since childhood; her sitting posture follows certain standards. She must sit up straight with her shoulders back, keeping her legs together and tilted to one side. In contrast, a socialite might cross her legs or spread them apart when seated...
Of course, all of this is from teaching materials; I had never paid attention to such details before. Based on the information, it was clear that Liu Dan in front of me was indeed a Rich and Beautiful Girl.
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