Interview

"We both want to join the Art Troupe," Jiang Mubei, standing in front of the red armband below the Dove Cage.

The young man behind the table slowly looked up. "Do you want to join? Here, scan this QR code and a resume will appear. Fill it out. After you're done, wait for our notification; there will be an interview process."

Jiang Mubei was stunned. He didn't expect that he and his boss, as members of the Spade Club, would have to go through an interview with other people if they wanted to join a small club.

Although I can't reveal Spade's identity, wouldn't it be enough to just show off a little and pretend to be a D-Class gene warrior?

He tentatively asked, "We're both genetic warriors."

The young man behind the table glanced at them, pondered for a few seconds, and said, "Oh... fill out the form first, and then wait for our notification."

Jiang Mubei: "..."

The young man was very polite, but he didn't seem to take the gene warriors seriously at all...

Jiang Mubei felt extremely frustrated, and Xu Linsen pulled him back upstairs...

Back in room 4403, Jiang Mubei was a little indignant. "Boss, this Art Troupe can't even give special treatment to gene warriors? In other clubs, which gene warrior isn't treated like a big brother?"

Xu Linsen glanced at him and said, "Xiao Bei, you're just too young and need more experience. You can't always be so reckless. You've seen it yourself, this Art Troupe isn't short of gene warriors at all. If you pretend to be C-Class, they already know of eight C-Class, so you're nothing special. If you say you're B-Class, they'll definitely think there's something wrong with you. After all, if you're B-Class, why would you join the club? So, fill out the form first and wait for the interview."

Jiang Mubei sighed, "That's true. It shouldn't be too difficult for us to pass the interview. Let's just wait for it."

Xu Linsen stood by the window, watching as electrical repair trucks, pipe repair trucks, elevator repair trucks, and surveillance camera installation trucks arrived simultaneously below. The residents of the three buildings, which had just been incorporated into the Art Troupe, were waiting with great excitement.

It must be said that in the federal government, as long as the money is right, there are very few things that cannot be accomplished.

With the Lunar New Year fast approaching, the power company employees are still working in hopes of getting their New Year bonuses.

"Boss, what's the point of this Art Troupe doing charity work in the slums?" Jiang Mubei asked.

"I don't know, I'll have to take another look," Xu Linsen said thoughtfully, looking at the surveillance cameras that were being installed.

They didn't know that Qing Chen, whom they were looking for, actually lived next door.

Meanwhile, Qing Chen next door had been silently listening to their conversation...

When Qing Chen heard that the two wanted to join the Art Troupe, he was immediately inspired and went downstairs to scan their application resumes.

Now that he is seriously injured, Kamiyo Yunhe has gone into hiding again.

Instead of continuing to push forward, it would be better to bide our time for a while, help Luo Wanyai expand the scale of the Parent's Association in City 22, and also have some fun with the two from Black Spade.

After all, the current business in District 9 is indeed the most important part of his plan.

Furthermore, now that Qing Chen wants to kill Kamiyo Yunhe, could he ask the legendary figure Black Spade A, for help? Although Black Spade A might not be willing to help...

In the Eighth District, in a detached villa.

This should be the only villa in the Lower Three Districts, belonging to the Dragon Mark Society.

Years ago, this was a factory. Later, when it was abandoned and renovated, it was bought by the Dragon Mark Society. No one knows how it was done, but the industrial land was turned into residential land, and this is the only villa built here.

The villa covers an area of 3,100 square meters, and the palatial villa is surrounded by lawns and gardens.

Inside the garden, dozens of armed gang members patrolled back and forth, and there were also four high sentry posts with security personnel on guard.

In the slums, there are no permanent leaders; no matter how powerful someone is, they can still fall into a trap.

At this moment, a member of the club rushed back from outside and walked all the way to the living room of the villa.

Chen Yidong, the boss of the Dragon Mark Society, was sitting on the sofa, shirtless, slicing a roasted lamb leg with a knife.

Two men stood guard behind the sofa, making him look like a major drug lord in the Golden Triangle.

Seeing someone hurry in, he calmly asked, "What's wrong? Any new developments in the Lower Three Districts?"

As the largest gang in City 22, he not only had to manage his superiors well, but also keep an eye on the situation below. If anyone could potentially threaten his position, he had to eliminate them in time.

The gang member said, "Boss, there's a shady gang in District 9 that suddenly wiped out four other gangs."

"Oh?" Chen Yidong raised an eyebrow. "One person took down four? Looks like you have powerful reinforcements."

"Yeah, I heard there are genetic warriors, but that's just speculation among the locals. Nobody has confirmed it yet. I also heard that quite a few people were injured during the takeover last night," a member of the group responded.

"I know, another ambitious person has emerged," Chen Yidong said calmly. "This kind of gang is expanding, so they must be eager to recruit members. Gao Yang, go join them as an undercover agent and find out the inside story of this damn gang."

A man behind the sofa nodded in agreement. "Yes, boss. But do we need to be so wary of a small gang?"

Chen Yidong smiled and said, "Gao Yang, let me teach you a lesson. Many small flames must be extinguished before they gain momentum, and some geniuses must also be killed before they can rise to power, otherwise it will be dangerous. Over the years, the Dragon Mark Society has been passed down from my grandfather to me, relying on this cautiousness. We keep hundreds of small societies in the District 9 to prevent the higher-ups from thinking that we are the only dominant force, but we must never let them threaten us."

Gao Yang nodded. "Okay, boss, I'll go join them right away."

"Yes, report back daily."

At 3 p. m., a long queue formed outside room 1207 of Dove Cage, all waiting to audition for Art Troupe.

It has to be said that many people used to avoid clubs like the plague, unwilling to get involved or join them.

The Art Troupe here are different; all sorts of people want to join.

Qing Chen glanced at the middle-aged woman in front of him in line, who was knitting a sweater. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "Auntie, are you here for an interview too?"

"Huh!" The middle-aged woman turned around and glanced back. "What's wrong?"

"Auntie, this is a club, what are you doing here?" Qing Chen, both amused and exasperated.

The older woman said, "I think the Art Troupe's choir... is still missing a lead singer. I sing very well; I almost got selected for the choir of City 22 when I was young."

Qing Chen was filled with awe, never expecting him to be such a master.

But what the hell do the club need choir members for? He brought Luo Wanyai here to conquer the world, not to organize choirs!

Of course, this also shows that ordinary people who live in peace and contentment are gradually no longer afraid of Art Troupe, which is a good thing.

At this moment, Xiao Qi came out from 1207 and persuaded the seventeen middle-aged women and more than thirty men in the line to leave.

He kindly advised, "Auntie, we're going out to chop people up tomorrow, please don't cause trouble here."

The older woman smiled and pulled a handful of sunflower seeds from her pocket, stuffing them into Xiao Qi's pocket. "I won't kill anyone, but I can knit sweaters for you. Young man, take the sunflower seeds and let me in for an interview."

These days, sunflower seeds aren't cheap; even poor families only buy them around the end of the year.

Xiao Qi was both amused and exasperated. "Auntie, please stop making a scene! Whose parent is this? Take them home right now!"

The older men and women were eventually persuaded to leave. As they passed through the line, some people stopped in front of Xu Linsen and Jiang Mubei and said with a smile, "Hey, these two young men are quite handsome. Are you dating anyone?"

Xu Linsen: "..."

Jiang Mubei: "..."

Qing Chen suddenly felt that this interview was like a farce...

Moreover, Qing Chen wasn't the only one thinking this way. Gao Yang from the Dragon Mark Society was standing behind Qing Chen, deeply doubting the mission he was carrying.

As he watched the smiling middle-aged women leave, he suddenly wondered if such an organization was really worth his brother's attention...

At that moment, some people in the group were still whispering, "I wonder what questions the interviewer will ask?"

Another person pondered, "The club's interview... might first ask when you first killed someone, how many you killed, how you felt when you killed someone, what you're best at killing, and then ask about your hobbies, special skills, salary expectations, and so on."

After he finished speaking, many people in the group fell silent, quietly organizing their own words.

While I was pondering this, Jiang Mubei was the first to line up.

He walked into the room and looked around. Three interviewers were sitting on one side, and a lonely chair was placed on the other side. The slogan of the Art Troupe, "Be kind to others," was also posted in the interview room.

This is an interview room temporarily converted from a residential house by Art Troupe, and it looks quite rudimentary.

However, this is the first time that an interview process has been used to select club members.

Jiang Mubei sat down in the chair, Xiao Qi asked, "Are you Mr. Jiang Xiaobei? May I ask what industry you worked in before?"

Jiang Mubei replied, "I am a wilderness hunter who helps federal elites capture rare wild animals in the wilderness."

Xiao Qi nodded. "I saw on your resume that you are a gene warrior. I'd like to ask you, as a gene warrior, why did you choose us?"

Jiang Mubei replied earnestly, "I feel that you are doing good deeds for the people of the District 9. I am tired of fighting and killing, so I want to do some good deeds."

This answer was the result of his discussion with Xu Linsen. Based on the nature of the Art Troupe, they certainly wouldn't want people with bad natures, so they had to put on an act of "I'm a good person, and I want to continue being a good person in this chaotic world."

Sitting in the middle of the interview panel, Zhang Qinghuan asked, "If you were a member of Art Troupe and members of other clubs were bullying members of your club, what would you do?"

Jiang Mubei hesitated for a moment before saying, "I will first try to disarm them, and then do my best to persuade them to turn hostility into friendship."

Xiao Qi nodded. "Alright, the interview is over. I'm sorry you weren't accepted into the Art Troupe. Please call the next person in."

Jiang Mubei: "?"

Seeing that Jiang Mubei didn't move, Xiao Qi asked in confusion, "Is there anything else?"

"Why didn't I pass?" Jiang Mubei was angry. He, the four of spades, had failed an interview for a small club.

Xiao Qi said, "It's that question from earlier, what should you do if someone bullies your club members? We're not very satisfied with that answer."

"How should I answer that?" Jiang Mubei asked, puzzled.

Xiao Qi said matter-of-factly, "Chop him up!"

Jiang Mubei: "???"

What happened to being kind to others?

There will be another chapter at 11 PM.