The fired coach left the club and went straight to a law firm.
The receptionist politely asked, "Sir, do you have an appointment?"
The coach spoke rapidly. "Tell Lawyer Qin that I'm a member of X Club. Appointment or not, he'll see me!"
"Certainly, please wait a moment." Though confused, the receptionist still made the call.
Qin Huai was in a meeting when his secretary entered to notify him. The moment she said the letter "X," he rose with an inscrutable expression. "Let's talk outside."
Once they reached the conference room door, Qin Huai's expression darkened. "Someone from the club is looking for me?!"
"Yes, he said he has an urgent matter to discuss with you," the secretary relayed truthfully.
Qin Huai frowned deeply. "Send him directly to my office."
After the secretary led the coach into the office, he made himself at home, straddling the sofa and sitting down without ceremony.
Qin Huai lifted his chin, signaling for the secretary to leave. Once the office door had closed tightly, he demanded, "Didn't anyone tell you that your identity had to remain confidential when you joined the club?!"
"They did." The coach looked utterly unconcerned. "But if I didn't reveal my identity, how could I get to see the famous Lawyer Qin?"
"Speak. What is it?!" Qin Huai asked impatiently.
"The boxing club fired me. I can't complete Master's assignment, and I don't even have any living support anymore." The coach stood from the sofa and approached Qin Huai's desk. "What am I supposed to do now?!"
Qin Huai grinned. "You got fired. What can I do about it?"
"You know the club doesn't keep freeloaders."
"If you hadn't falsified my résumé, would I have been fired?!" The coach became agitated. "Master promised me that as long as I infiltrated