Nomenclature of Night

   Chapter 570 Interview

   "The two of us want to join the art club," Jiang Mubei stood in front of the red armband downstairs in the pigeon cage.

   The young man in front of the desk slowly raised his head: "Do you want to join? Come, scan the QR code here and a resume will appear. You can fill in it. After filling it out, wait for us to notify, and there will be an interview process."

  Jiang Mubei was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that he and his boss, as spades members, would have to interview with other people if they wanted to join a small club.

  Although I can't reveal the identity of the spades, as long as I show my hands a little bit and pretend to be a D-rank gene warrior, isn't it enough?

   He asked tentatively, "We are both gene warriors."

   The young man behind the table glanced at them and thought for a few seconds: "Oh... fill in the form first, and wait for the notification when you complete the form."

  Jiang Mubei: "..."

   The young man's tone was very polite, but he didn't seem to take gene warriors seriously...

  Jiang Mubei felt very frustrated, Xu Linsen pulled him back upstairs.

  Returning to room 4403, Jiang Mubei was a little unconvinced: "Boss, this art club can't even hold privileges for genetic warriors? In other clubs, which genetic warrior is not being offered as a big brother..."

Xu Linsen glanced at him and said: "Xiao Bei, you are too young and need more experience, you can't always be so reckless. You can also see that this art club has no shortage of genetic warriors. You pretend to be C-level, and they are already There are only eight C-levels that you know, so you are not uncommon at all. If you say you are a B-level, they will definitely think that you have a problem. After all, you are already a B-level, so why would you join the club? So, fill out the form first, Wait for the interview."

   Jiang Mubei sighed: "Yes, it's not difficult for us to pass the interview, just wait for the interview."

  Xu Linsen stood by the window, watching the electric maintenance truck, the plumbing maintenance truck, the elevator maintenance truck, and the monitoring installation truck drive downstairs at the same time. The residents of the three downstairs that had just been incorporated by the art club waited with joy.

   I have to say that as long as the money is in place in the federation, there are very few things that cannot be done.

   Now that the end of the year is approaching, the people in the power department are still working for the New Year bonus.

   "Boss, what do you think this art club is doing charity in the slums?" Jiang Mubei asked.

   "I don't know, I'll have to look again," Xu Linsen looked at the monitors that were slowly installed, thoughtfully.

   They don't know yet, but the Qingchen they're looking for lives next door.

   And Qingchen next door has been silently listening to their conversation...

   When Qingchen heard that the two were going to join the art club, his mind suddenly moved, and he went downstairs to scan the application resume.

   Now that he himself is seriously injured, Kamidai Yunhe hides again.

   Rather than continue to be hard, it is better to keep a low profile for a while, help Luo Wanya expand the scale of the parent-teacher association in City 22, and play with the two Spades by the way.

   After all, the current career of District 9 is indeed the most important part of his plan.

   Moreover, now that Qingchen wants to kill Yunhe, can he ask the legendary Ace of Spades to help? Although the Ace of Spades may not be willing to help...

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   District 8, in an independent villa.

   This should be the only villa in the lower three districts, belonging to the Dragon Pattern Society.

   In the early years, this was a factory. Later, when it was abandoned and renovated, it was bought by the Dragon Pattern Society. I don’t know how to operate it. The industrial land became a residential land, and the only villa was built.

  The villa covers an area of ​​3100 square meters, and outside the palace-like villa are lawns and gardens.

   In the garden, dozens of community members with guns and ammunition patrol back and forth. There are also four high sentries in the garden, with security guards standing on them.

  In the slums, there is no permanent boss, no matter how big a person is, they may capsize in the gutter.

   At this time, a member of the club rushed back from the outside and walked all the way to the living room of the villa.

  Chen Yidong, the owner of the Dragon Pattern Club, is sitting on the sofa, topless, cutting the roast leg of lamb with a knife.

   There are two other men standing guard behind the sofa, setting him off like a big golden triangle drug lord.

   When he saw someone rushing in, he asked calmly, "What's the matter, is there anything new in the lower three districts?"

   As the largest society in City No. 22, he should not only manage the top, but also pay attention to the following situation. If there are people who may threaten his status, he must kill them in time.

   The club member said: "Boss, there was a very serious club in the ninth district, and four clubs were suddenly destroyed."

   "Oh?" Chen Yidong raised his eyebrows: "One kills four? It seems that there is strong support."

   "Well, I heard that there are genetic warriors, but this is just speculation by the local residents, and no one has confirmed it. I heard that there were a lot of people injured during the annexation process last night," the club members responded.

"I see, there are ambitious people who have appeared again," Chen Yidong said indifferently: "This kind of society is expanding, and it must be eager to recruit troops. Gao Yang, you go join them as an undercover agent, and give me the information of this Lao Shizi society. Get it right."

   A man behind the sofa nodded and agreed: "Okay boss, but do we need to be so guarded against a small society?"

Chen Yidong smiled: "Gao Yang, I will teach you a truth. Many small flames must be extinguished before they can become dominant, and some geniuses must be killed before they can become dominant, otherwise it will be dangerous. Over the years, the dragon pattern has The club has been passed down from my grandfather to me, and it is this cautiousness. We keep hundreds of small clubs in the ninth district, so as not to let the above think that our family is the only one, but we must not let them threaten us. "

   Gao Yang nodded: "Okay boss, I'll join them now."

   "Well, report the situation every day."

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   At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, there was a long queue at the entrance of Room 1207 of the pigeon cage, all waiting to come and interview the art club.

   I have to say that in the past, many people shunned the club, unwilling to provoke or join.

  Art clubs are different here, and there are all kinds of people who want to join.

  Qingchen looked at the aunt in front of him, who was still knitting a sweater, he hesitated and asked, "Auntie, are you also here for an interview?"

   "Ang!" Auntie looked back: "What's wrong?"

   "Auntie, this is a club, what are you doing here?" Qingchen was dumbfounded.

Aunt    said, "I think the art club's chorus... There is still a lack of real singers. I can sing very well. When I was young, I was almost selected for the chorus of City 22."

  Qingchen was in awe, but he did not expect to be a master.

  What the **** does the club want chorus players to do? He brought Luo Wanya here to conquer the world, not to chorus!

   Of course, this shows from the side that those commoners who live and work in peace are no longer afraid of art societies, which is a good thing.

   At this time, Xiaoqi came out from 1207 and persuaded seventeen aunts and more than thirty uncles in the team to retreat.

   He kindly persuaded: "Auntie, we will go out to kill people tomorrow, please don't make trouble here."

  Auntie took out a handful of melon seeds from her pocket with a smile and stuffed it into Xiaoqi's pocket: "Auntie can't cut people, but Auntie can knit sweaters for you. The boy will take the melon seeds and let Auntie go in for an interview."

   These days, melon seeds are not cheap, and poor families are not willing to buy some until the end of the year.

  Xiaoqi is also in a state of disbelief at the moment: "Auntie, let's stop making trouble, okay, who's the parent, hurry up and bring it back!"

  The aunts and the uncles were finally persuaded to quit. When they passed by the team, someone stopped in front of Xu Linsen and Jiang Mubei and said with a smile, "Yo, these two young men are beautiful, have you talked to someone?"

  Xu Linsen: "..."

  Jiang Mubei: "..."

  Qingchen suddenly felt that this interview was like a farce...

   Moreover, Qingchen is not the only one who thinks this way. Gao Yang of the Dragon Mark Society is standing behind Qingchen at the moment, and he is deeply suspicious of the task he is carrying.

   He looked at the aunts who left with a smile, and suddenly wondered, does such an organization really deserve Big Brother's attention...

   At this time, there were still people in the team chatting in a low voice: "I don't know what questions the interviewer will ask?"

Another person thought about it: "The interview in the club... may first ask you when was the first time you cut people, how many times you cut people, how did you feel when cutting people, where you are best at cutting people, and then ask you about your hobbies and specialties? , expected salary or something."

After    finished speaking, many people in the team quieted down and silently organized their own words.

   While thinking about it, Jiang Mubei arrived first.

   He walked into the room and looked around. There were three interviewers sitting on one side and a lonely chair on the other side. In the interview room, the slogan of the art club, "Be kind to others" was posted.

   This is an interview room that the art club renovated from a temporary residence, and it looks extraordinarily simple.

   However, it was the first time that the interview process was used to select members of the club.

  Jiang Mubei sat on the chair, Xiao Qi asked, "Mr. Jiang Xiaobei, what is your previous industry?"

  Jiang Mubei replied, "I am a wilderness hunter, helping the federation to capture rare wild animals in the wilderness."

  Xiaoqi nodded: "I saw on your resume that you are a genetic warrior, and I want to ask you, as a genetic warrior, why did you choose us?"

  Jiang Mubei replied earnestly, "I feel that you are doing good things for the people of the ninth district. I'm tired of fighting and killing, so I want to do some good deeds."

This answer was discussed by him and Xu Linsen. According to the tonality of the art club, those people with bad nature will definitely not be wanted, so it is necessary to put on a pair of 'I am a good person, I want to continue to be a good person in this troubled world' Just look.

   Zhang Qinghuan, who was sitting in the middle of the interview booth, asked, "What would you do if you were a member of an art club and encountered other club members bullying my club members?"

   Jiang Mubei hesitated and said, "I will first find a way to disarm the opponent, and then try my best to dissuade him from turning his battles into jade and silk."

  Xiao Qi nodded: "Okay, the interview is over, unfortunately you were not accepted by the art club. Please call the next person in."

  Jiang Mubei: "?"

   Seeing Jiang Mubei not moving, Xiao Qi asked in confusion, "Do you have anything else to do?"

   "Why didn't I pass?" Jiang Mubei was angry, he was a dignified four of spades, and he failed to interview for a small club.

   Xiaoqi said: "It's the question just now, what should you do if someone bullies your club members, we are not very satisfied with this problem."

   "Then how should I answer?" Jiang Mubei was puzzled.

  Xiao Qi said as a matter of course: "Kill him!"

  Jiang Mubei: "???"

   What about being kind to others?

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   One more chapter at 11pm

   (end of this chapter)