By noon, Yang Jian had already left Headquarters and returned to the Ping An Hotel.
In the hotel lobby, Zhang Lei, Huang Ziya, Wang Jiang, and Feng Quan were already waiting. Even Xiong Wenwen was squatting in an inconspicuous corner, playing a mobile game. It seemed he had made up his mind to cling to a powerful backer this time.
"Brother Leg, you're back so soon. How did it go?" Feng Quan asked directly.
Yang Jian had just walked into the lobby. "What else could it be? Just as I expected, Cao Yanhua tried to mediate. If the Moments Club really agrees to my demands, then this matter can only end here. For Cao Yanhua's sake, I gave them half a day. Forget it, let's not talk about that for now. I have something else to tell you: I turned down the captain position."
"What?"
It was not just Feng Quan—Zhang Lei and Huang Ziya were also stunned. Xiong Wenwen looked at Yang Jian as though he were an idiot.
"Why did you turn it down? Becoming a captain wasn't easy, and you just threw it away? I was even thinking we could form a team together. We'd already discussed it, and we'd practically settled on a team name." Feng Quan sounded astonished.
Yang Jian said, "There's nothing good about becoming a captain. I have other things to do, and I don't want to get involved in this kind of trouble. But forming a team is still possible. I kept that right. Headquarters gave me six slots, which means I can recruit up to six people within Headquarters to form a team."
"Captains don't have that restriction. They can recruit as many people as they want."
"Only six? Cao Yanhua is way too stingy." Xiong Wenwen hurried over, looking thoroughly