The next day.
"Xuebin, you're here?"
"Little Dong, you worked hard yesterday."
"Well, if it isn't the Fire Brigade. Haha."
Dong Xuebin walked into the agency compound as usual, but the atmosphere around him was clearly different today. The biggest and most obvious change was that quite a few colleagues from other departments took the initiative to greet him. Some were players he had met on the field over the past two days, while others did not even know Dong Xuebin, yet they still smiled, nodded, and greeted him politely.
Dong Xuebin returned every greeting, feeling deeply satisfied. He felt that he had finally truly integrated into the system.
In the General Office, Dong Xuebin pushed open the door and smiled. "Morning, everyone. Zhuangzi, how's your foot?"
Zhuangzi nodded honestly. "It was mostly better when I woke up this morning."
"Him? He's tough as nails. What could possibly happen to him?" Tan Limei turned to Dong Xuebin with a giggle. "Binzi, let me tell you, yesterday I told my mom about how you saved that penalty and scored the comeback goal in the final seconds. Guess what? Heh, she actually didn't believe me. She insisted I was bragging, and said that if you were really that good, why would you take the Civil Servants exam? You'd have gone pro long ago."
Dong Xuebin smiled. His goal was to become a high-ranking official. What was a player compared to that? Nothing could compare to being an official.
Over there, Chang Juan wore her usual alluring smile as she held up a clumsy crayon drawing covered in colors for Dong Xuebin to see. He could vaguely make out a little person and a multicolored round ball. "My son drew it. That little rascal has been saying since he was very young that