His filthy work clothes were tied around his waist, and his safety harness had been casually stuffed into a pocket. The fat man looked honest, simple, and harmless, but his eyes gleamed with shrewdness and cunning.
"A worker at a Garbage Processing Plant knows about Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals' internal communicators?" Gao Ming leaned back in his chair, looking relaxed, though he was already planning various escape routes.
"I don't like beating around the bush. Molten Fire doesn't welcome Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals. Most people here have been hurt by them. Normally, if you came in wearing one of their communicators, we'd lock you in a dark little room and beat the hell out of you. But then you produced a Recruitment Ad our boss personally handed out, which puts me in a bit of a bind." Swaying like a mountain of flesh, the fat man stood directly in front of Gao Ming. "Are you a friend or an enemy?"
"You call the head of the Garbage Processing Plant your boss?" Gao Ming sensed the terrifying, brutal aura emanating from Big Beard and the fat man. He felt he had truly come to the right place. "My name is Gao Ming. A friend gave me the Recruitment Ad. She said I could find the answers I wanted here."
A knock sounded just then, and a bald, muscular man wearing a white shirt and glasses walked in. He had a white hard hat on his head and carried a computer in one hand.
Because he was so exceptionally brawny, the laptop looked miniature in his palm.
"I've finished cross-checking. This guy should be a victim too." The bald, muscular man set the computer down in front of Gao Ming. The screen displayed all of Gao Ming's information, from the awards he had won