Chapter 175 went inside

Upon hearing this, Wang Bo lowered his guard as soon as he heard it.

He's not even familiar with computers; he's clearly a low-level person with little experience, making him easier to control.

He waved his hand dismissively, appearing very generous: "It's alright, it's alright, no rush! You guys take your time, I'll come back at this time tomorrow. Just give it to me when it's done."

"Oh! Thank you, Brother Wang! Thank you so much!" Su Xiaonuan bowed repeatedly, her face beaming with heartfelt gratitude.

Wang Bo carried the oden and left satisfied, his steps even lighter than when he arrived.

He could almost see himself receiving praise from his superiors after bringing these two "poor little culinary geniuses" into the door.

Watching Wang Bo's figure disappear into the crowd, Su Xiaonuan's expression of gratitude slowly faded, replaced by a calm demeanor.

She and Lu Zheng exchanged a knowing glance, both understanding that the fish had already tentatively taken the bait.

Next, you need to prepare that "flawless" resume and wait for it to be completely pulled ashore.

Back in that cramped "home" in the Hongguang tenement building, I closed the door, shutting myself off from everything outside.

Su Xiaonuan let out a long sigh of relief, slumped down on the creaky old chair, and rubbed her stiff cheeks from smiling.

"Acting is so tiring, it's more exhausting than performing a set of punches," she muttered to herself.

Lu Zheng immediately checked the room inside and out, and only after confirming that it was safe did he walk to the table, pour a glass of water and hand it to her.

His movements remained steady, but his eyes held a questioning look.

Su Xiaonuan took the water, gulped down a big mouthful, and then said seriously, "Wang Bo's attitude today is obviously different. He offered to help and asked for our resumes, which means that he has basically believed in our persona and is considering recruiting us."

Lu Zheng sat down opposite her and nodded: "Yes. What he finally confirmed was the authenticity of our 'predicament' and its 'exploitable' value. Your cooking skills are the key, while our 'misery' is the source of their confidence to control us."

“Therefore, this resume is of utmost importance.” Su Xiaonuan took out a brown paper file bag from her somewhat worn-out cloth bag, inside which were the “personal resumes” that the police had carefully prepared for them.

The information on the resume is partly true and partly false, and it can withstand initial verification.

Su Xiaonuan comes from a remote county. After graduating from junior high school, she helped out in the kitchen at home. Later, she married Lu Zheng, a fellow villager, and they came to the city to work together. Her husband was frail and sickly. Their savings from working were exhausted due to medical treatment and the early death of their child, leaving them in debt. They had no choice but to set up a stall to make a living.

The forged medical records and death certificate were all prepared.

The resume contained only a brief work experience and contact information: an untraceable temporary number and the address of this tenement building.

“The technical team is all ready,” Lu Zheng said. “We’ve arranged for all the relevant ‘witnesses,’ such as their ‘neighbors’ and ‘village officials’ from their hometowns, as well as the small restaurant owners in this city where they ‘used to work.’ As long as Wang Bo or the Sacred Heart Society’s people verify, they will get consistent information that matches their resumes.”

Looking at that thin resume, Su Xiaonuan seemed to see the entire team working tirelessly through the night behind it.

She took a deep breath: "I hope everything goes well."

The next day, the sun shone as usual.

Su Xiaonuan's stall is selling "traditional roasted milk" today. The rich milky aroma mixed with the fragrance of caramel and nuts has attracted many customers.

Wang Bo arrived as scheduled.

He seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood today, with a smile like that of Maitreya Buddha on his face, nodding and smiling at everyone he saw.

Especially when he saw Su Xiaonuan, his eyes looked as if he were looking at a treasure that was about to be obtained and would lay golden eggs.

"Xiao Su, is your resume ready?" He walked up to the stall, getting straight to the point in a gentle tone.

Su Xiaonuan immediately put down her work, her face showing a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. She wiped her hands on her apron somewhat awkwardly before carefully taking out the brown paper document bag from the small drawer under the stall and handing it over with both hands.

"Brother Wang...we've got it all set up, but...we don't know if it'll work..." Her voice trembled slightly, her big eyes filled with the naivety and nervousness unique to her character. She stared at Wang Bo expectantly, as if she didn't dare to utter a sound.

Standing next to her, Lu Zheng also showed his nervousness at the right time.

He reached out and half-embraced Su Xiaonuan's shoulders, gently stroking her slender arm as if to silently comfort her.

He kept his head down, his lips pressed tightly together, and occasionally glanced at Wang Bo, his eyes filled with dependence and expectation.

Wang Bo watched the young couple's interaction closely, feeling even more satisfied.

A close, inseparable relationship makes things easier to manage.

If the relationship is not compatible, he has to work on both sides, which is very troublesome.

He had already used his connections to make a rough inquiry, and the backgrounds of these two people were indeed similar to what had been circulating: poor, sick, in debt, and miserable.

Seeing this resume now, with its slightly immature handwriting and simple, unpretentious content, I am even more convinced.

He took the file bag, but didn't open it immediately to examine it closely. He merely gave it a token squeeze to feel its thickness, then smiled and said in a tone that seemed to indicate that everything was settled, "Alright, I think it's about time. You guys get ready, don't set up your stall tomorrow. Be here waiting for me at eight in the morning, I'll take you to the company to take a look. If everything's alright, you can start work tomorrow!"

"Really...really? Thank you, Brother Wang! Thank you so much!" Su Xiaonuan's face instantly lit up with an unbelievable joy, her eyes even reddening with excitement, and she bowed repeatedly.

Lu Zheng nodded awkwardly, making mumbled words of thanks.

As Wang Bo left with his traditionally roasted milk, his satisfied figure seemed to carry away the last vestiges of the relaxed atmosphere of the old street market in the afternoon.

As Wang Bo walked away, the excited and nervous expressions on Su Xiaonuan and Lu Zheng's faces slowly faded.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing relief and heightened vigilance in each other's eyes.

The first step was a success.

But the real test will officially begin tomorrow.

Su Xiaonuan and Lu Zheng did not persist until the closing time as usual. Instead, they quickly sold out the roasted milk they had prepared, packed up their stall early, and pushed the creaking tricycle back to the Hongguang Tongzi Building.

With the door closed, the dilapidated little room seemed to become a fortress isolated from the world.

Neither of them spoke immediately, and the air was filled with the silence before a great battle.

Su Xiaonuan carefully counted the remaining change and put it into a tin box, her movements slow, as if she were sorting out her thoughts.