Who Said the Hongzhi Class Had No Talents, and That the Elite Class Was Full of Greats? (Second Update!)

"Primal Energy Company..."

Qin Shi silently committed the name to memory, thinking he'd look it up online another day with his newly upgraded citizen privileges.

He smiled, tucked away the business card, and got out of the car.

An Jingchu's black Elegant Style was understated yet luxurious, drawing plenty of attention.

Zhou Ning was among those who noticed it.

"You animal! Did Old Qin go train at some fancy club or something?"

Seeing his best buddy step out of a luxury car worth tens of millions, driven by a tall, short-haired older beauty, left Zhou Ning stunned.

As soon as the Elegant Style started to pull away, he rushed over, intent on putting Qin Shi in a headlock and "interrogating" him.

Sensing someone racing toward him, Qin Shi instinctively turned and threw an elbow. Luckily, he pulled back in time; otherwise, Zhou Ning would have hit the ground on the spot.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! My mistake, godfather! Spare me!"

Qin Shi released his hold, freeing Zhou Ning's arm, which he'd twisted behind his back, and said:

"I've told you so many times, Zhou. Sneaking up on someone who knows martial arts is asking for trouble."

"And who was that? You're getting more and more outrageous! First Teacher Lin drove a Vast Sea Conqueror, and now this short-haired beauty shows up in an Elegant Style Junyan! Old Qin, take it from me: the world's a dangerous place, and getting into that line of work isn't easy. Don't lose sight of your principles!"

Zhou Ning gave his friend a heartfelt warning, then changed the subject.

"Know any rich ladies you could introduce me to? Maybe they'd like a tall, strapping, upright, and sturdy guy like me! I'd be happy to share the burden with you! We're brothers for life—we'll share both good