Footsteps came from nearby. Zhang Zhi turned and glanced at the scapegoat who was nodding and bowing as he led the Club President over. That scapegoat never dreamed the Club President would abandon him, did he?
After leaving his office, the Club President strode toward Zhang Zhi with a broad smile. If Zhang Zhi had not already known how devious he was, he might really have been infected by that enthusiasm.
The man strode up to Zhang Zhi, extended both hands, and said, "You're Junior Brother Zhang Zhi, right? I'm Li Fengqian, the president of the Army of Thousands Club."
Zhang Zhi stood up with a grin and clasped Li Fengqian's outstretched hands. "I've heard so much about you!"
After the two men finally released each other's hands, their faces still wearing fake smiles, Li Feiqian glanced at the opened agreement on the table. His smile grew even wider. "Junior Brother Zhang Zhi, you're here to collect the materials, right?"
He turned to the man beside him and said, "Old Wu, go bring over a copy of the club's materials."
Then, pretending to notice the agreement on the table by chance, he picked it up and said, "Junior Brother Zhang Zhi, you've already signed this Membership Agreement?"
Zhang Zhi said nothing, merely smiling quietly as he watched Li Feiqian flip to the final page. He looked at the trace of surprise that appeared on Li Feiqian's face with some amusement.
When Li Feiqian turned to look at him, Zhang Zhi's face took on a hint of confusion. "Agreement? What agreement?"
Li Feiqian still wore a broad smile as he unfolded the agreement and showed it to Zhang Zhi. "This agreement. In other words, the agreement to join our Army of Thousands Club."
Zhang Zhi still looked utterly confused. "Why would