Exchange and Learning

"Didn't I already clock in?"

Xiao Xueyin hesitated slightly. "Do you have anything else to do?"

After spending some time with him, he knew almost everything about Lu Bai's schedule, if not more.

I know that Lu Bai basically just comes to school to clock in every day, and then the rest of the time is his own.

Xiao Xueyin confirmed this before inviting Lu Bai to come and play.

"Brother Lu Bai, don't be so tense. You should enjoy life occasionally. I'm hosting a gathering today, and I'd also like to introduce you to some friends."

Given Xiao Xueyin's background, the friends he introduces will also be elite second-generation individuals with powerful connections.

Lu Bai knew very well that Xiao Xueyin was indeed acting out of good intentions.

Knowing these second-generation rich kids won't guarantee you can roam freely in No. 9 Underground City, but it will certainly make many troubles easier to resolve.

"I'll definitely do it next time."

Lu Bai naturally put on a friendly smile, turned around Xiao Xueyin, and walked towards the fighting training ground.

"You..."

Xiao Xueyin sighed helplessly, "Alright, since you don't like those kinds of occasions, how about you go check out the campus exchange program?"

"Campus exchange?" Lu Bai stopped in his tracks.

He actually knew what was going on. Before his fourth round of Deathmatch Showdown, Principal Pu Xueli had intended for him to lead a team for exchange and learning, but he had refused.

The so-called campus exchange is essentially a competition between ten rival campuses, with the final result affecting resource allocation and student recruitment.

Strictly speaking, he wasn't particularly interested in this kind of thing; at most, it was just a little more appealing than some of the drinking parties hosted by the privileged elites.

Ultimately, it's just a comparison between reserve members who haven't yet engaged in Deathmatch Showdown; it won't involve actual deathmatch fighters.

The most important point is that the Zudian Campus has consistently been at the bottom of the rankings. Lu Bai must be out of his mind to lead the team and embarrass himself like that.

However, if it's just for fun, Lu Bai wouldn't mind.

It was indeed a bit disrespectful to Xiao Xueyin, this little brother, by refusing him all the time.

Lu Bai nodded. "Let's go then."

A hooded man walked into an internet cafe.

Internet cafes are always particularly quiet in the morning.

Looking across the entire internet cafe, only a few computer screens were lit up.

Ding Zhongmin glanced around, his gaze quickly settling on a young man in the corner, and then walked straight over to him.

The young man had an average appearance; he was the kind of person you'd easily blend into a crowd.

He was wearing a suit and tie, staring intently at the screen in front of him, as if he were playing a video game.

Ding Zhongmin sat down next to the young man and cautiously pressed the power button with his fingernail.

"President Zheng asked me to come find you." He stared at the lit screen, his eyes fixed straight ahead, and spoke with his mouth slightly open.

The young man glanced at him sideways, as if he wasn't paying any attention to Ding Zhongmin at all, and casually replied, "Um... hello, you can call me Ding Zhen."

"Haha, then we're still from the same clan."

Ding Zhongmin fiddled with the mouse, randomly clicking on a video software. "President Zheng said you can help us."

Ding Zhen's fingers flew across the keyboard, his hand moving so fast it seemed to leave afterimages.

"No need to say anything more, I know what you're planning to do. At most, I'll provide you with some minor technical support."

"That's great!" Ding Zhongmin's expression brightened, and he added, "When can it be finished?"

Ding Zhen, without glancing to the side, replied, "Anytime is fine. Just let me know before you act."

"Forehead..."

Ding Zhongmin's joy froze for a moment, as if he didn't quite believe it.

Even though this was a helper recommended by a Vice President, the other party's agreement seemed rather hasty, which made Ding Zhongmin somewhat suspicious.

Ding Zhen didn't seem to mind, or rather, he didn't care about Ding Zhongmin's opinion at all. Without turning around, he urged, "If you don't have anything else, hurry up and leave. Don't disturb my team fight."

Ding Zhongmin wanted to say something more, but facing this guy, he felt that saying anything would be a waste of breath.

He considered for a moment, then got off the plane and stood up. "Then wait for my notification. After it's done, the remaining payment will be transferred to your account."

After saying that, Ding Zhongmin pulled his hood down further and turned to leave.

Ding Zhen then calmly raised his head and muttered, "These lunatics are really bold. Should they just run away after this job?"

After leaving the internet cafe, Ding Zhongmin got into an ordinary black sedan.

President Zheng sat in the back row, with two young girls in his arms.

He was surrounded by women on both sides, looking quite dashing.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Ding Zhongmin reported, "President Zheng, is that person really reliable?"

"Don't worry, Lao Ding," President Zheng said with a wicked smile, "I'm handling this deal. If anything goes wrong, I'm the person primarily responsible."

Ding Zhongmin's lips twitched, but luckily he was sitting in the front row and President Zheng couldn't see him.

He really wanted to say that he was worried precisely because it was you who organized it.

The gathering that President Zheng organized a few days ago was immediately spotted by Da Xiang's field operations department.

This not only led to the arrest of several members, but also caused the gang to lose its highly secretive hideout, the Truth or Dare or Dare nightclub.

President Zheng, relying on his ability to create clones, doesn't have to worry about being caught, but ordinary members like them are a different story.

Ding Zhongmin didn't even need to guess to know that President Zheng, who was sitting in the back row at this moment, was definitely also a clone.

If it weren't for President Zheng's seniority, the losses just a few days ago would have been enough to remove him from his position Vice President.

Inside the car, President Zheng clearly noticed Ding Zhongmin's silence.

After thinking for a moment, President Zheng decided to explain, "Director Ding, the fact that Da Xiang's field operations department stumbled upon the gathering last time was part of the plan."

Upon hearing this, Ding Zhongmin was taken aback. "This... was this also part of your calculations?"

President Zheng lightly tapped a female companion's smooth shoulder with his finger, his tone casual. "I might as well tell you, Da Xiang's field operations department will be coming; I deliberately leaked this information."

"Can..."

Ding Zhongmin was speechless for a moment, unable to think of any benefit in doing so.

He decided to abandon further thought and instead said, "President Zheng, we can't afford to fail this time."

"This time, of course, we won't fail."

President Zheng forcefully spread his palms. "Wipe out that entire group of outstanding reserves in one fell swoop. No campus could possibly withstand such a loss, could they?"

He started making grand promises for himself, and even Ding Zhongmin felt the plan was somewhat unreliable, couldn't help but get excited.

He chuckled, "After this, I suppose these kinds of campus exchange programs will be discontinued."