Just That Coincidental

After Zhang Qian said those words, Xiang Kun quickly began to reflect on himself:

Did I accidentally use the term "Emotional Assimilation"?

No!

Did you accidentally use an ability that negatively impacts your mental and emotional well-being?

No, there isn't any!

Ever since he inadvertently and profoundly influenced Liu Caifu, the deputy director of Chongyun Village, through "Emotional Assimilation," Xiang Kun been very careful about such situations and has been very vigilant in preventing himself from letting his emotions run wild in order to avoid uncontrollable consequences.

After Director Lin and Assistant Chen left, Zhang Qian immediately asked, "Did you bring that A4 sheet of paper with you last time?"

Xiang Kun asked in surprise, "Shouldn't we be talking about that project we were just discussing?"

"Just tell me how you got that A4 paper last time, and I can have Director Lin stay behind to sign the contract with you tomorrow," Zhang Qian said, staring at him.

"No, you're really going to let me handle such a big project? Besides, I'm not even going to work in Pengcheng!" Xiang Kun reminded him, "I think you should let the professionals decide on these kinds of professional matters."

Zhang Qian laughed, "Why do I feel like you're more afraid of problems with the project than I am? Your meaning is very clear, it's like building a house. You provide the design drawings, then lay the foundation, and then we find a construction team to build the building."

She tapped the table lightly with her finger and continued, "I know Director Lin's judgment. Since he values you, your abilities must be excellent. Besides, before you came, he told me about your background and your performance at his classmate's company for seven years. But I really didn't expect that the person he was talking about would be you..."

"But Director Lin won't agree to the conditions I propose," Xiang Kun said.

"He won't agree, but I will." Zhang Qian paused slightly, then smiled and said, "If I understand correctly, this method should be less costly than other methods."

Xiang Kun frowned and said, "That's not necessarily true. It depends on the development time, the specific team we find to cooperate with, and the maintenance and other aspects later on."

"It's okay, I'll just find you then. You're not going to run away."

"But I'm not in Pengcheng."

"Now even surgery can be performed remotely, let alone for you software developers?" Zhang Qian said nonchalantly.

Xiang Kun understood a little. All she wanted about this project was to save money and speed it up. She didn't seem to care about the final result.

There might be some deeper reasons behind this, Xiang Kun didn't know and didn't want to know; anyway, it had nothing to do with him.

"Since that's the case, then I have no problem with it." If someone is willing to pay him to try his hand, why shouldn't he? Anyway, we'll sign a contract later, and all the conditions and his working methods will be agreed upon beforehand. If they don't agree, then we just won't sign.

Zhang Qian returned to the initial topic, saying, "But you have to tell me first how you did that A4 paper magic trick at the bar last time?"

"No," Xiang Kun said without hesitation.

By collecting data on Zhang Qian's various bodily responses, Xiang Kun discovered that she was significantly more interested in mentioning A4 paper than in the project itself.

Zhang Qian then said, "Why don't you just perform it again? Right here. Do you need any props? Can I have the waiter bring over some A4 paper?"

"It can't perform; only mine will work," Xiang Kun said regretfully. "Unfortunately, my piece of paper is already 'gone,' so you'll never see its 'performance' again."

Zhang Qian naturally didn't believe him and said jokingly, "Why are you so stingy? I gave you such a big business deal, and all I get is a little magic trick? You've done it before, haven't you? Don't they say the client is 'daddy'?"

Xiang Kun shrugged. "It's not that I'm unwilling, it's just that I can't. I really can't perform right now. If you think we can't work together like this, then there's nothing I can do. I'm not a magician."

Zhang Qian stared at him with a scrutinizing gaze for a while, then asked, "You've trained in combat sports, haven't you?"

"No," Xiang Kun answered without hesitation, but she immediately concluded in her heart that she must have seen the comparison of the three bald men online and knew that the person in the video of the flying kick to the thug was him.

Sure enough, Zhang Qian immediately took out her phone, found a video, and played it for him. "Is this you? Facing an armed thug, you dared to deliver a flying kick and then take him down with one punch. You're saying you haven't trained?"

Xiang Kun glanced at the video's clarity, then recalled Zhang Qian's gestures as she tapped her phone to find the video, as well as the arrangement of apps on her phone's home screen that he had glimpsed earlier. He could tell that she had found the video in her WeChat chat history, meaning she might have discussed it with someone on WeChat before.

"I just acted impulsively at the time and didn't think too much about it, but I was really scared afterwards." Xiang Kun did not deny that the person in the video was him. Since Zhang Qian could identify him, she must have seen the analysis of cooking videos online, so there was no point in denying it.

"I know a boxing gym around here. If you spar with me, I'll get Director Lin to sign you to a contract. How about that? We have such a big weight difference, even if you've never practiced martial arts before, you shouldn't be afraid, right?" Zhang Qian said again.

Xiang Kun shook his head. "No, I'm scared."

Zhang Qian leaned back in her chair, crossed her arms, and frowned slightly as she looked at him, saying, "I'm a little surprised. You don't seem too keen on cooperating, do you? According to Director Lin, your previous company closed down in July? It's November now, and you haven't looked for a job in the meantime?"

"I don't think we have anything more to talk about. If you want to cooperate, have Director Lin contact me. I'll discuss the specific terms with him. If you're not willing, then forget it." Xiang Kun said, getting up to leave.

Zhang Qian was somewhat surprised by his decisiveness. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Why don't you tell me how you found out which school Xiao Jie went to, and even our zodiac signs, back at the bar? You even knew what we were having for dinner? Did you investigate us beforehand? Don't tell me about fortune telling; I don't believe in that stuff."

Xiang Kun stopped at the door, turned around, and said, "It's actually very simple, because I didn't calculate or guess it; I saw and heard it."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Zhang Qian sat up straight and asked.

Xiang Kun naturally wouldn't tell her his actual "observation" process, but simply said, "Before my friend went to chat you up, when I went to the restroom, I passed by you and vaguely heard you mention 'the party I had for my birthday last month,' and when I came back from the restroom, I vaguely heard Yang Jie say 'you have to come for my birthday next month,' and knowing the month of birth, the zodiac sign is easy to guess. Someone who seems cheerful and athletic is a Leo, and someone who seems intellectual and studious is a Scorpio. Anyway, you don't have to pay if you guess wrong..."

Zhang Qian was a little confused. She hadn't expected that Xiang Kun's trip to the restroom would have allowed him to overhear their birthday months. But recalling their conversation, it seemed to be roughly the same. She had first talked about her birthday party last month, and then Yang Jie mentioned her birthday next month and invited her to come over for dinner. As for whether a bald man had walked by, how could she have noticed? Besides, she had her back to Xiang Kun Jie.

"And Yang Jie's school...?"

"Her attire and appearance made her look like a student, but not quite a freshman. I'd guess a graduate student. Someone going to that bar at that time is most likely from the nearby **University. Anyway, I don't have to pay if I'm wrong..."

"How did you guess we'd be having hot pot for dinner?"

"You had dinner at that Nine-Grid Hotpot restaurant on that street, right?" Xiang Kun said, paying attention to Zhang Qian's micro-expressions and body language. After confirming his judgment based on the feedback, he continued, "Actually, we saw you while you were eating."

Zhang Qian had a look of sudden realization. Indeed, now that it was said that way, everything seemed to make perfect sense.

It's not difficult to work out a logical reasoning process from the result in reverse, just like when Xiang Kun met Yang Jie for the second time at the bar and explained to her how he could tell that the man beside her was her brother.

"I'll have Director Lin contact you tomorrow," Zhang Qian said finally.

Shortly after Xiang Kun left the private room, Zhang Qian picked up her phone and chatted with someone on WeChat for a while, then directly dialed Yang Jie's number.

"Guess who I just saw?" Zhang Qian's voice was slightly excited, completely lacking the calm and composed demeanor she displayed in front of her two subordinates and Xiang Kun.

"What could have gotten you so excited that you called me right away? Did you see Voldemort himself?" Yang Jie still teased.

"No, I saw that bald guy Xiang Kun!" Zhang Qian, forgetting her banter with Yang Jie, immediately said, "That Director Lin found someone here, wanting to hire him to lead an online project, but when he met him tonight, it turned out to be Xiang Kun!"

Yang Jie, on the other end of the phone, was also stunned. Since her second chance encounter with Xiang Kun at the bar, they had actually talked about Xiang Kun on WeChat many times during this period.

From the cooking video that circulated online to the later photos of the same person's back and the video of them kicking, they discussed it all on WeChat.

Then every time, they couldn't help but talk about the A4 paper "magic trick" Xiang Kun did at the bar that day, and how he and that chubby guy knew all sorts of information about them, even guessing what they were having for dinner.

"What a coincidence!" Yang Jie couldn't help but exclaim.

"It is indeed a coincidence, but do you know what's even more coincidental?" Zhang Qian said.

"You are actually long-lost half-brothers, oh no, siblings?"

"Get lost!" Zhang Qian couldn't help but roll her eyes, then continued, "Before meeting Xiang Kun, I had some doubts when Director Lin introduced that person. Just now, after he left, I confirmed with my mom on WeChat. Remember when I mentioned to you before that not long before I returned to China, my uncle's two naughty kids were almost kidnapped by human traffickers?"

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