Lu Ming finally failed to hold it in.
A short snort escaped his nose.
Wen Ning could no longer be bothered to glare at him.
He looked at Feng Dema's face, brimming with curiosity, and said,
"Beautiful. Drop-dead gorgeous."
Feng Dema's eyes instantly lit up. There was hope of finding a wife!
"But."
Before he could speak, Wen Ning shut down everything else he might have said with that single word.
"She has nothing to do with you."
"Oh."
Feng Dema was entirely unfazed. So what? As long as she's beautiful, I've got a chance.
Wen Ning began gathering the documents on the table, moving quickly.
Lu Ming stood up as well and walked over to Feng Dema, ready to escort him out.
Just then, Feng Dema looked at Lu Ming and asked,
"Hey, big brother, when do I start work?"
Lu Ming stopped in his tracks.
He turned to look at Wen Ning.
Wen Ning stuffed the last stack of documents into the folder and said without looking up,
"Go home and wait to hear from us."
"Will do!"
Having received a satisfactory answer, Feng Dema followed Lu Ming out.
As they reached the door, Lu Ming clearly heard him muttering to himself,
"Wait to hear from them, wait to hear from them. I'll tell my uncle when I get home."
The corridor was deserted. The interviews in the other rooms had finished too, and only a few fairy girls were left mopping the floor.
Wen Ning headed toward the Thunder Department with the folder tucked under his arm.
He had only taken a few steps when Lu Ming popped out from the side.
"Wen Ning."
Lu Ming followed behind him, lowering his voice.
"I've sent Feng Dema off. Everyone who saw that spirit mushroom gets a share,