Chapter 658 The First Task

Qian Ye Liang followed the female receptionist through the office area to the area where the Heavenly Punishment executives were located. There was another receptionist here—the Heavenly Punishment executives' office area was separated from the ordinary employees' office area, requiring a special access card to enter.

The female receptionist who brought Qian Ye Liang over said:

"She is an intern sent by the Chizuru Group from the island country, a level-two prosecutor. She is here to report today."

"I know, Assistant Winnie informed me." The older, more mature female receptionist picked up the phone and dialed the assistant minister, speaking respectfully:

"Assistant Emma, the new prosecutor has arrived."

After reporting, she hung up the phone, scrutinized Qian Ye Liang, and exclaimed:

"My God, a level-two prosecutor! She looks underage. There aren't many girls this excellent. No wonder Minister Winnie wants to meet her in person."

The female receptionist who brought Qian Ye Liang shrugged: "Yeah, the information says she's 17, but she looks only 15. Well, Mongoloids naturally have youthful faces. I never thought there would be such outstanding talent in the island country."

The two receptionists chatted as if no one else was around, completely disregarding Qian Ye Liang's feelings.

How rude, baka... Qian Ye Liang kept a straight face the whole time, trying to look cold and mature.

Before long, a tall woman in high heels walked out from the depths of the office area.

She was about forty years old, with black hair and brown eyes, and the deep eye sockets characteristic of Westerners. Her features were not particularly beautiful, but very gentle, with light freckles on her cheeks.

She swiped her work badge on her chest to open the access control, pushed open the glass door, and waved at Qian Ye Liang with a smile, "Come in."

Qian Ye Liang instinctively bowed: "Yes!"

Causing the two receptionists to giggle.

Emma gave the two a cold look, and the giggling stopped immediately.

After Qian Ye Liang passed through the access control, Emma led Qian Ye Liang forward, saying:

"I am Winnie's assistant, Emma.

"Minister Winnie is your direct superior, but you cannot contact her directly. If you have any work matters, you need to report to me first, and I will pass it on to the minister.

"I am not responsible for life issues, but you are still underage, and we always have preferential treatment for minors, so you can ask me for help."

She spoke slowly, revealing the composure cultivated in the workplace, and her attitude towards others was neither distant nor close, just right.

Qian Ye Liang followed Emma along the wide, winding corridor for a while, passing offices one after another, and finally stopped in front of the largest Jiangjing office at the very end.

"Knock knock!"

Emma knocked on the office door, "Minister, our new colleague has arrived to report."

A clear but stern voice came from the office: "Come in."

Assistant Emma pushed open the glass door, smiled at Qian Ye Liang, and motioned for her to enter.

Winnie Burnett, level eight lightning mage... Qian Ye Liang took a deep breath, kept a straight face, and stepped into the office.

What appeared before her was a huge floor-to-ceiling window, outside which was the densely flowing Desen River, known as the economic lifeline of New York County.

On the right was a reception room with high-end sofas, wine cabinets, and a bar. Western oil paintings and Chinese ink paintings hung on the walls, and potted plants were used for decoration.

On the left was a spacious desk, behind which sat a woman in a delicate workplace suit. She looked thirty years old, the most sexy and mature stage of a woman.

Wavy chestnut hair draped over her shoulders, a high nose, deep eyes, and graceful facial lines outlined delicate and three-dimensional features.

Her skin was fair, like a layer of frost, and long, straight eyebrows matched deep eyes, plus the Westerners' less soft facial curves, making her look cold and majestic.

Qian Ye Liang briefly forgot her beauty, feeling like she was facing the strict teacher Long Qiyi, instinctively holding her breath, feeling a little restrained.

Winnie Burnett glanced at Qian Ye Liang, took out a copy from the stack of documents on the left, opened it, and said as she read:

"The information says that you used to be a member of Yuanshi Tianzun's gang?"

Hearing the four words Yuanshi Tianzun, Qian Ye Liang felt a pang of sadness in her heart, and her restrained emotions faded. She lowered her voice and said, "Yes."

Minister Winnie keenly noticed her sadness and said lightly, "Did he ever tell you that he is a descendant of the Devil King?"

Ah?! Qian Ye Liang was stunned, dumbfounded.

Winnie looked at her expression and knew the answer. She continued to ask:

"What was your status in the gang?"

Qian Ye Liang did not answer, and it took a full minute to digest the news, and then she worded it carefully:

"The gang members have a good relationship, and there is no clear class division. I, although I am the lowest level in it, they didn't look down on me."

Winnie nodded nonchalantly, looking at her with deep eyes:

"In the Lingjing Xingzhe world, the closest people besides lovers and parents are gang members. Before Yuanshi Tianzun returned to Lingjing, did he explain anything or leave anything behind?"

After a pause, she said, "Like a portable speaker."

Qian Ye Liang looked blank: "I'm sorry, I don't know."

A flash of disappointment flashed in Winnie's eyes, and she asked again: "I hope you can provide a list of Yuanshi Tianzun gang members."

Qian Ye Liang subconsciously wanted to refuse, but luckily she held back and bowed: "Minister Winnie, I would like to ask for their opinions first."

Winnie nodded slightly: "Reply as soon as possible, you should leave."

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"I want the jisshu audio of the Devil King and Winnie."

In the bedroom, Zhang Yuanqing held the Mao Wang speaker, like a believer making a great vow.

The Mao Wang speaker lay quietly in his palm, ignoring him.

By the bed, Princess Yin Yao raised a small speaker: "It says, equivalent exchange."

"I don't have any *ahem* audio."

"It wants songs."

"Why do you know what it's thinking?"

"I don't know, intuition!" Princess Yin Yao said expressionlessly, her red eyes sadly beautiful, "Yuanshi Tianzun, I don't want to go back to the hat, let me play outside."

Princess Yin Yao had been in the Little Red Riding Hood for several days. Now that she had seen the light of day again, and learned that Zhang Yuanqing had come to the overseas barbarian lands, the princess's ambition to travel the world soared.

"I can use you when fighting, but not for everyday life. You'll scare people to death in this state, and I haven't figured out how to get you to appear reasonably. I'll talk about it later," Zhang Yuanqing refused flatly.

Ignoring the sulking princess, he took out his phone, intending to play music for equivalent exchange.

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Then, Annie's awkward Chinese came from the living room: "Husband, the landlady is here."

The landlady? What is she doing here? We already had dinner yesterday, there's no need to keep thanking me... Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Little Red Riding Hood from the table and put Yin Yao and the Mao Wang speaker back.

He left the bedroom and came to the living room, seeing the landlady and Cao Qianxiu sitting on the sofa waiting.

Seeing him come out, the beautiful girl nodded slightly.

Zhang Yuanqing returned a smile, sat down opposite the mother and daughter, and said:

"Unfortunately, breakfast is over, otherwise I could invite you to breakfast."

The landlady with slightly high cheekbones waved her hand and got straight to the point:

"Xiao Zhang, I have something to ask of you. My daughter's grades aren't very good. I'd like to ask you to tutor her on weekends, 50 Federation coins per hour, three hours a day."

Zhang Yuanqing agreed readily: "No problem, thank you, landlady, for giving me the opportunity to earn extra money."

The landlady smiled: "I'll give you a high school test paper tonight. I want to test your grades. I hope you understand."

"No problem!" Zhang Yuanqing joked with a smile: "As long as you don't let me teach foreign languages, everything else is okay."

After discussing the tutoring issue, the landlady happily led her daughter home.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at Annie, who was wiping the dishes, and said:

"Accompany me out. The trial task given by the Hunter Guild is a bit strange. The rewarder only gave an address and asked to discuss the specific content of the task with the hunter in person.

"Annie, what do you think?"

Annie thought for a while and said, "The task content may need to be kept secret, so it can't be made public, so there will be a face-to-face meeting. Boss, you are a nobody now, so you don't have to worry about being plotted against."

Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "That's what I think too, so let's go."

After Annie changed her clothes, the two went out together and happened to meet Cao Qianxiu, who was carrying her schoolbag and preparing to go to school.

The three entered the elevator. Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the girl's beautiful profile and couldn't help but say:

"You're not a fire master, so why are your grades so bad?"

Cao Qianxiu's expression was indifferent, "One, I don't want to study. Two, I don't have the talent to study."

Zhang Yuanqing was speechless for a moment.

There are thousands of human talents, but there are so few courses in school. Poor grades can only mean that the talent is not in those few courses.

So academic performance is related to IQ, but not that strongly related.

Zhang Yuanqing said, "I understand. In that case, I know how to formulate a teaching plan."

Cao Qianxiu turned her head and stared with her bright eyes: "How do you plan to teach?"

Zhang Yuanqing said, "I have a scholar's item that can make people a top student in a short period of time. I'll lend it to you during exams."

Cao Qianxiu's eyes lit up: "Scholar... I've heard of this profession. It is said that every scholar has extraordinary wisdom and profound knowledge. They are good at preparing medicines and making weapons. The world's top scientists are not as good as them. Very good, you are worth fifty yuan an hour."

Scholars are not as high-end as you said. The scholars I know are all tightening screws... Zhang Yuanqing said, "I thought you would refuse uprightly."

Cao Qianxiu shook her head and said seriously, "No, lightning mages can also have flexible bottom lines."

Zhang Yuanqing smiled: "You understand bottom lines."

The student and teacher smiled at each other, achieving a world where only the landlady was hurt.

Cao Qianxiu's smile increased, "Well, I don't know your Lingjing ID yet."

"Tong Tian Jiao Zhu!"

"Tong Tian Jiao Zhu... this name sounds a little familiar." Cao Qianxiu said, "Cao Judge, my Lingjing ID."

She was a native of the Free Federation. Although she had been learning Chinese since she was a child, she was not familiar with the culture of her home country.

"Judge?" Zhang Yuanqing scrutinized the girl.

Cao Qianxiu said with a serious expression, "My childhood dream was to become a judge like my dad."

"Isn't your dad a restaurant owner?" Zhang Yuanqing was shocked.

Cao Qianxiu glanced at him, "My dad's dream is also to become a judge."

Zhang Yuanqing: "........"

.........

At 10:30 in the morning, Zhang Yuanqing and Annie took a taxi to a famous restaurant in Queens.

Led by the waiter, the two, who had used illusion to change their appearance, entered the private room booked by the employer.

The private room was not big, but very private. An old white man with frost at his temples sat at the small round table. He was wearing an exquisite suit, with a thick waist and a big belly, and a round face.

His eyes were calm and his temperament was extraordinary. From his clothes and the watch on his left wrist, it could be judged that he was a very successful man.

Two black-clothed bodyguards stood behind the old white man.

His eyes wandered over the two who entered the private room. When he saw Annie, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he showed disappointment.

——Annie's appearance was mediocre and her skin was rough.

The old white man asked in a deep voice, "Which of you is Tong Tian Jiao Zhu?"

Zhang Yuanqing did not answer, but pulled out a chair and sat down. This action explained everything.

The old white man nodded slightly, his light gray eyes looked at Zhang Yuanqing, and said:

"My task content is not suitable for public disclosure, so I can only invite you over. Travel expenses can be reimbursed."

"Compared to a two million business, travel expenses are just a trivial matter." Zhang Yuanqing said in broken foreign language.

As long as the other party doesn't make long speeches, he has no problem with simple communication.

The old white man said in a deep voice, "I want to hire you to kill someone."

He took out a photo from his pocket and placed it on the table.

Zhang Yuanqing stared at the photo. The man in the photo had dark skin, thick lips, a shaved head, a thin face, tattoos all over his upper arms, and a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

"I need more information." He looked at the old white man.

When the old white man took out this photo, Zhang Yuanqing sensed that the other party's emotions were filled with hatred, bone-deep hatred.

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ps: Correct typos first and then change.