Chapter 13: The Sixty-Fifth Man!

  Yanjing. Private mansion.

  The air is filled with the fragrance of essential oils and incense, the sweet sound of flowing water and soft music, outside the window is the freshest natural scenery, the gentle magic of fingertips leads you into a long-lost paradise.

  In the gentle flowing water, a beautiful girl like an elf is resting.

  The red wooden door was pushed open and a professional woman wearing a black uniform and black-rimmed glasses walked in.

  "Miss, it's time. There are still thirty minutes before the high-level meeting of the group manager level begins. You have twenty minutes to prepare." Black stockings, beautiful legs, full chest, the woman's appearance is similar to Fan Wei's secretary in "Non-Stop", and she can definitely attract all men's attention when walking in the crowd.

  The woman who was soaking in the hot spring with her body relaxed and still asked in a clear and pleasant voice, "Ma Yue, where is the material I had you send over?"

  "Miss, I've got everything ready," said the woman, opening the file folder in her hand and handing over a thick stack of documents.

  A hand as white as jade stretched out from the pool and took it over, carefully flipping through it.

  If Qin Luo saw this information, he would be so shocked that his tongue would fall off.

  The first page was a photo of Qin Luo, who looked very young at the time. His appearance seemed slightly immature. Although he smiled brightly, his face was pale as paper and his cheeks were thin, looking like a drug addict.

  Qin Luo: Male.

  Age: twelve.

  Height: 1 meter 35 centimeters.

  Weight: 35 kilograms.

  Specialties: Traditional Chinese Medicine, Calligraphy, Painting.

  Education: No school record.

  Language: Chinese.

  Morality: Medium.

  Bad habits: oversleeping.

  Physical condition: suffering from an undisclosed illness. Physical condition is extremely poor.

  There are still a dozen or so major items and countless minor ones behind. Each item is filled with dense introductions and annotations written by people.

  Then there was an annual survey report until Qin Luo was 18 years old when the survey report ended.

  But on the last page of the overall score, a shocking score was written in red pen: sixty-five points.

  The evaluation column reads: No special advantages or strengths, no healthy body. Average appearance, mediocre quality. Recommended to give up.

  "Why is it suggested to give up when tracing back to eighteen?" the woman asked aloud.

  "Yes, this is the conclusion given by our team of smart brains after comprehensive evaluation," Ma Yue replied.

  "After Miss grew up, there were countless pursuers around her. Whether it was the young master of Li Zhongyin, the boss of Shimao Group, or the young master of Xu Guofeng, the chairman of Greentown China Holdings, or even the young master of General Ji's family, they were all talented individuals with a comprehensive score of over 90 points. There were 27 people below 90 points, and 34 people below 80 points. Those below 70 points were as numerous as fish in the river. We think it's not necessary to spend too much time on a barely qualified man."

  "Barely passing?" The woman in the pool chuckled. "But I was rejected by this barely passing man."

  "Miss ----" Ma Yue said with a shocked face. She couldn't accept this fact at all.

  "An hour ago, Wen Ren Zhao called and said that a man with the surname Qin came to cancel the engagement. I thought it must be him. My ex-fiancé... when we last met, he came over and rejected me." The woman's voice was elegant and calm, as if she were talking about something unrelated to her.

  But she was thinking of something in her heart, even Ma Yue, the leader of the intelligent brain group that she regarded as her confidant, didn't know.

  Who else in this world can match Miss's wisdom?

  "Miss, this proves he has self-awareness. He was never worthy of you anyway," Ma Yue said.

  "Yes, I think so too." The woman tossed the documents in her hand onto the edge of the pool and then stood up from the hot spring.

  Ma Yue walked over and handed her a white silk long gown. The woman took it and draped it over herself.

  Although this white silk covers that warm and fragrant female body, it cannot cover up the woman's stunning beauty.

  Radiant and elegant, like a celestial being. Brilliant as spring flowers, bright as autumn moon. Long hair flowing down her shoulders, tall and slender legs. Slender waist, full chest. Exquisite curves, captivating the city.

  Especially those beautiful eyes, bright and deep, when looking at people, as if speaking to you.

  Her temperament cannot be replicated, her elegance can only be created by God.

  Even Ma Yue, as a woman herself, would have the urge to worship such a perfect body. As a beauty herself, Ma Yue lost her confidence as a woman and the little pride she had as a beauty in front of such a stunning woman.

  The woman walked out with her small white and pink feet bare, Ma Yue hastily took a towel to wipe her wet hair.

  "But I am not reconciled." The woman looked at her own elegant and refined appearance in the mirror, biting her thin lips as she spoke.

  "Miss, you----" Ma Yue's hand movement paused slightly as he looked at the miss and asked.

  "Ma Yue, you're also a woman. You should understand that every woman who's been rejected by men won't give up easily. No matter how proud and indifferent she may seem on the surface, deep down inside, she'll still have regrets."

  "What does Miss mean?" Ma Yue asked aloud.

  "Reassess him thoroughly. And also, have a team from Zhi Brain bring out the nearest plan." The woman said firmly and decisively.

  Ma Yue's eyes widened in astonishment, her face filled with an incredulous expression.

  The goddess Wen Ren Mu Yue, who was considered unattainable by countless rich young men, actually took the initiative to get close to a man. Who would believe it if this got out?

  Qin Luo patted Wen Ren's shoulder and smiled: "Not bad. I'm very satisfied with your hospitality today."

  Today, he really made a mess of this rich young master.

  He had him drink six cups of tea, served three rounds of fruit and pastries. At dinner time, to show his affection for the child, he enthusiastically helped the kid pick up three chicken legs, two large crabs, and countless other meats.

  He knew that these rich people couldn't finish the meat dishes, but the old man was more frugal and couldn't stand the bad habit of wasting food. So, Wen Ren Zhao had to force himself to finish the food on his plate, even though he was already full.

  Finally, when Wen Ren saw him, he hid far away. Afraid that this 'master' would trouble himself again.

  Qin Luo didn't plan on letting him off that easily. After drinking and eating his fill, he again suggested that Wen Ren Zhao drive him home.

  Mr. Wen Dong still thought that Qin Luo and Wen Zhuo were more compatible, so he let Shui Bo drag Wen Zhuo out of his room to see off the guests.

  Hear people shine open Qin Luo's hand and said: "Hum. Don't touch me. See how my sister deals with you."

  "Your sister? Wen Ren Muyue? I didn't provoke her, why did she pick on me?" Qin Luo asked with a smile.

  "Are you really stupid or just pretending to be? Wen Renzhao looked at Qin Luo with disdain and said, "At your age, are you still a rookie? Do you understand women? Don't you know that your behavior has already hurt a woman's dignity?"

  Woman? Dignity?

  Until Wen Ren Zhao drove his red Ferrari away, Qin Luo still hadn't figured out this question.

  How could I have hurt a woman's dignity?

  "If I were to propose, it would be her body that would get hurt." Qin Luo shook his head and said.

  Walking up to Lin Qingyuan's villa entrance, I saw an old man wandering around outside the iron gate, but he never rang the doorbell.

  Qin Luo felt that the old man looked somewhat familiar, as if he was a member of the expert group established to rescue and treat those thirty-six children. However, Qin Luo couldn't recall his name.

  "Anything wrong?" Qin Luo stood behind him and asked with a smile.

  "Ah!" The old man was lost in his own thoughts when someone suddenly spoke to him from behind, startling him.

  Turning around to see Qin Luo, the anger on his face immediately turned into surprise. He grabbed Qin Luo's hand and said excitedly: "Qin Luo, you're finally back! I've finally found you!"

  "Don't be like that. Let's talk it out properly. We're not very familiar with each other." Qin Luo couldn't bear his enthusiasm and tried to pull his hand back forcefully.

  "Qin Luo, don't you remember me? I'm Old Wang from the expert group."

  "Old Wang? I know you're a member of the expert group. But what are you doing here? Looking for Dean Lin?" Qin Luo asked.

  "Not him. I'm not looking for Dean Lin. I'm here to find you." Old Wang said with a smile.

  "Looking for me? Is there something?" Qin Luo asked in puzzlement.

  "I asked you, when you last treated those thirty-six children, didn't you use the Taiyi divine needle's Burning Mountain Fire?" Old Wang looked at Qin Luo with a tense face, afraid that he would say something denying it.

  "Yes. Do you know this acupuncture technique?" Qin Luo was quite surprised.

  Taiyi divine needle has been lost for a hundred years, and the Fire of Burning Mountain is even more rarely used by anyone. If I hadn't studied the "Twelve Brocades of Daoist Internal Elixir", I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to use this profound needling technique that relies on internal energy.

  "Ah. Is it really? Is it really the Fire of Burning Mountain?" Old Wang became excited again, pulling Qin Luo's hand and jumping up and down.

  Seeing the security guard of the residential area looking over here, Qin Luo said with a bitter face: "Old Wang, let's go in and talk. Don't be so excited, it's not good for your body."

  "Haha, can't help but get excited. In my lifetime, I've finally seen someone use the Taiyi divine needle's Burning Mountain Fire technique. Heaven is really showing off." Old Wang didn't calm down because of Qin Luo's words, and instead spoke excitedly like a child.

  Lin Qingyuan was resting at home today, and upon hearing voices outside, he walked out of the house. Seeing Qin Luo and Old Wang coming in together, he asked curiously: "How did you two end up walking together? Old Wang? Welcome, welcome! How do you have time to come sit in the house today?"

  "Dean Lin, I'm here looking for Qin Luo." Old Wang said with a smile.

  "Qin Luo? Looking for him about something?"

  "Yes, I am here to pay respects to my master." Old Wang said seriously, looking at Qin Luo.

  "Apprentice?" Lin Qingyuan's voice suddenly rose a lot. Even Qin Luo looked at the old man in front of him with a surprised face, who was old enough to be his grandfather.

  He never thought that this old man would make such a request.