Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 286 Cleaning Up Business
Shenzhen Weihai District, Lianwei Zhongyu Company Building.

In an office on the 31st floor of the company, Zhao Qian held a glass in his hand, slowly sipped the drink in the glass, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking outside.

The interior is full of modern decorative styles, filled with dark metal reflections and ubiquitous fluorescent decorations, with a strong glare in the cold and gloomy atmosphere.

At this moment, rain was flowing on the glass curtain wall, reflecting his figure. He was in his early twenties, with a slender figure of 1.98 meters, wearing a well-tailored imported formal suit, with slightly narrow eyes, a handsome and cold face, and gray-dyed hair combed neatly upwards.

There were barely perceptible lines on his cheeks and neck, the marks of embedded circles.

This expensively customized boundary barrier has almost grown into one with him. It can rely on his own tissues to repair itself and will not cause any trouble to him when fighting with others. It also has an internal shield that can effectively prevent attacks from resonators.

He looked ahead, where there was a huge, dark building. Compared to the surrounding area filled with bright neon lights, it seemed like a hollow building, like a dead monster standing in the rainy night.

That was the original headquarters of Molan Company. The outer wall was in the shape of closed petals, and the slender outer arc extended all the way to the top and converged. He had been there before. There was a passage area in the middle known as Gaoling Ladder. It was a special passage for only the company's chief executive and directors, who could go directly from the top dock to the company area underground.

That place once blossomed with dazzling light, but now it's all gone. The former Molan has long since withered and fallen into decay. The valuable things inside, including the entire building, have been confiscated by the Dashun government, and the external market has been filled and divided up by other companies.

In fact, judging from the files disclosed afterwards, since the active consciousness that Molan Company had just cultivated was destroyed forty-three years ago, it meant that this company would never be able to become one of the top companies.

The subsequent attacks were merely the extension and follow-up of this attack. Although Molan's company was unwilling to die and had been struggling hard to try to sustain its life, it was still torn apart and eaten in the end.

When he first came to the Central City, he discovered the predicament of the Molan Company, so he joined the Lianwei Zhongyu Company early on and secretly transferred part of the Zhao family's business to the Central City. What remained in Wu Yi was only the business of the family's cooperation with the Molan Company, which could not be gotten rid of.

He did not tell his family about the situation of Molan Company at that time, because even if Molan Company was in decline, it would still be very easy to control the Zhao family. He could not ask for it, so he could only make some preparations in secret and go ashore in time before the ship sank.

Facts proved that he was right, because he had cut ties with Molan Company early on and was not involved. But he was a member of the Zhao family after all, and while he gained some benefits, it also brought him certain troubles.

Investigations from the government and inquiries from the company came one after another, forcing him to use his connections and money to deal with them. Dealing with these matters during this period of time has consumed most of his energy. Fortunately, it has now been almost dealt with.

He rarely had the leisure to taste his favorite "pure blood" drink here. This special drink could make his alienated tissues more active and keep his mood cheerful.

At this time, an internal communication came from above.

He answered it and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Master, a document has been sent from Xuangong Building. You may want to take a look at it."

"Pass it over."

Zhao Qian picked up the glass and took a sip. A student's information appeared on the light screen in front of him. He looked at the name and his pupils contracted unconsciously.

He remembered very clearly that this student played a key role in the entire process of destroying the Mutual Aid Association and Molan Company.

That day, Wei Jun called him and asked for help. However, the person he entrusted was stopped on the way. After that, a series of events happened, such as the mutual aid society was wiped out, the family and company were confiscated by the government, and the Molan Company was destroyed.

Afterwards, he believed that this student was most likely a pawn of the Dashun government, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be involved in it so coincidentally, and he was also suspected of pushing the whole thing forward.

He had already learned that this student had obtained a place in the main hospital in Central City, but he was busy with his own affairs and had neither the time nor the energy to pay attention.

But now that it was in front of him, his good mood was immediately ruined.

He read it one by one, his brows gradually furrowed, and when he read the last one, his expression became a little unsightly, because it showed that the assessment of the third limit was "eighty-one percent"!
Eighty-one percent...

His eyes turned cold. The numerical evaluation might not be able to fully reflect the real situation, but the lower limit could be guaranteed. At this level, there was no doubt that it had entered the third limit.

Once you are in the same situation as him, you can do a lot of things. If this student thinks that things are not over yet, or if some people think that things are not over yet, then...

He realized that he couldn't do nothing at this time. Even if he ignored it, could he guarantee that the student wouldn't come to him? Would the student believe that he had no feelings for him?

It's impossible. The demise of the Zhao family and the Mutual Aid Society meant that one of them had to fall.

Only destroy the enemy when it is weak, instead of waiting until it becomes strong.

He was very decisive. He immediately used his credentials to enter the Secret Snake Cult's platform, reached the page that only internal members were eligible to enter, and directly expressed his opinion.

"I need to apply for a cleanup business." He planned to directly hire the killers of the Secret Snake Cult to deal with Chen Chuan. This was the simplest and most direct way. Any carefully laid out plan was empty. It would only give the student enough time to grow.

An application form immediately appeared on the light screen in front of him, and a voice reminded him to fill in the mission objectives and known mission information below.

Zhao Qian immediately filled out the information he had just received about Chen Chuan, but he hesitated for a moment and did not write down his previous speculation about Chen Chuan's background.

After filling it out, he submitted it.

After a while, the voice sounded again: "We have received your submitted information. Do you have any cleaners in mind? If not, the platform can recommend one to you based on your goals and your financial situation."

Zhao Qian said in a deep voice: "I appoint the cleaner 'Youxing' to carry out this operation." This cleaner's methods are very strange and clever, and the most important thing is that none of the operations he has carried out so far have failed.

"The platform has accepted your application and has sent a business inquiry to the cleaner 'Youxing'. We will respond to you within 48 hours. Please be patient."

In the Xuangong Building, after the second evaluation, Chen Chuan rested in the dormitory for a day to allow the alienated tissues that were over-exerted to recover, and at the same time to fully absorb the nutrients of the precious ointment.

The next day, he was just about to go out when the academy sent him a message asking, "Student Chen Chuan, considering that your skills have reached the academy's requirements in the academy's assessment, would you like to take the assessment in advance?"

He thought about it and refused it first.

The assessment results are recorded once and for all, and also involve evaluation points. He feels that he still has a lot to learn in terms of skills, so he can wait a little longer.

After leaving Xuangong Building, he came to Teacher Zheng and met him. Teacher Zheng looked at him and said with certainty: "Student Chen, you have improved compared to before."

Chen Chuan was a little surprised.

Teacher Zheng smiled and said, "This is just my feeling, a fighter's intuition, which is sometimes very useful."

Chen Chuan changed his mind and thought that he must have improved after the battle with Hong Fu. However, he had been making progress these days, but he didn't feel it as obvious.

In fact, Hongfu is the best sparring partner, because no matter how you improve, no matter what techniques you use, she can compete with you. Not only do you not have to worry about getting hurt, but she can also improve along with your improvement.

Therefore, the assessment is not just an assessment, it is also a good training opportunity. However, this opportunity is only available three times after admission, and it is very likely that this will consume some resources of the college.

Teacher Zheng said a few words to him, and then took him to the training ground. Zheng Tongtong was already waiting there. He said, "Today we will start the actual combat training. You and Tongtong will have a fight first. The next training point will be determined based on your performance against the enemy."

Chen Chuan said he understood. He drew out the Xuejun Knife, stood in the middle of the field, clasped his fists towards Zheng Tongtong, and said, "Senior, please give me some advice."

Zheng Tongtong clasped his fists in return and said readily, "Okay, you, my junior, should be careful too."

Chen Chuan glanced at the knife in Zheng Tongtong's hand. This time, the latter was holding a horizontal knife. It seemed that this was the knife she was best at using.

Because it is a real combat, Zheng Tongtong will not stand still this time. He should be able to freely display his true strength.

After he stepped back a few steps, he nodded and took the initiative to attack, delivering a knife. This move was not quick and was mainly used as a test.

Zheng Tongtong wrapped his arms around him and pushed the blades apart. The blades of both sides separated with just a slight touch. Both of them were holding back their strength, or in other words, only part of their strength was released while the other part was hidden and not released.

After seeing this, Teacher Zheng's eyes lit up. He saw through Chen Chuan's way of using strength, which was to divide the alienated tissue phase into two sets for interchangeable use.

This was the skill he was going to teach and pass on to Chen Chuan, but apparently Chen Chuan had figured it out on his own before he could teach it, which gave him a surprise.

But there are also tricks involved. You need to know how to coordinate your breathing and protect yourself, as well as the strength techniques between transitions.

He could see that Chen Chuan was now completely relying on his superior physical fitness to bear the brunt of the force, which made him very prone to injury.

He did not stop it because he could stop the training at any time if there was a problem, and injuries of this degree could be quickly recovered with medication. If he continued to teach after such results appeared, the understanding and memory would undoubtedly be deeper.

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(End of this chapter)