In the dimly lit room, a man in a suit was staring at Tu Xiaohei.

"Tu Xiaohei was born on June 24, 2004. He is 16 years old and graduated from Shenghu Junior High School on June 24, 2020. His father, Tu Fangqiu, was in prison for accidentally killing someone and is currently two years away from being released."

"After Tu Fangqiu went to prison, your mother, Hou Chuxue, filed for divorce, leaving you all alone."

"It is said that there was a minimum living allowance available at the time, but you refused it. With your tenacious will, you eventually achieved the second-highest score in the province in the high school entrance examination. You were originally supposed to join the Third Psychological Observation Institute of Huaxia. However, on the day of enrollment, you disappeared because of the Jeton incident."

"I never expected that our next meeting would be in this way."

The man tilted his head, a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

Tu Xiaohei sensed something was wrong; his identity information had been destroyed on the day of Zetton.

Why does this man in front of me know this?

The man chuckled, adjusted his voice, and said in a very gentle tone, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Wang Zhuoxi, and I am a Level A personnel."

"Level A?"

Tu Xiaohei was stunned. Since the ranking system was implemented, he had only seen C-level and D-level.

In his subconscious, A-level personnel were a very high and mighty existence.

Why would someone like myself meet?

"Yes, Level A personnel."

Looking at Tu Xiaohei's stunned expression, Wang Zhuoxi roughly guessed what Tu Xiaohei was thinking.

"Your identity information was backed up after Tu Fangqiu went to prison. Recognizing you isn't actually that difficult. After all, your distinctive white hair is quite memorable."

"Furthermore, while A-level personnel are rare, they do exist. The reason I chose to meet you is because..."

Wang Zhuoxi chuckled, walked over, and patted Tu Xiaohei on the shoulder.

"Your physical recovery ability is far beyond that of ordinary people, making you very suitable to be a soldier. In this respect, I hope you can serve the country."

Is what Wang Zhuoxi said true or false?

Tu Xiaohei had no way of knowing.

However, no matter what, it will be much better than the current situation.

Does it include meals?

Tu Xiaohei raised his head, but the request he made left Wang Zhuoxi somewhat amused and exasperated.

"It includes meals, it's a legitimate job, and there's a salary and insurance."

Wang Zhuoxi felt that if he were a bad person, it would be far too easy for him to corrupt this kid.

One meal is enough.

Tu Xiaohei remained silent for a while.

"Can you get my dad out of prison sooner?"

This time, Tu Xiaohei's voice no longer carried any defensiveness; it sounded more like that of a helpless child.

Wang Zhuoxi was silent for a moment, then said, "You can be released from prison early."

After all, the crime that Tu Fangqiu committed back then wasn't actually that serious; it was just that he chose a very delicate time to commit it.

That's why small mistakes are magnified.

Now, getting out of prison early is not a difficult thing for him.

"So... what should I do?"

Tu Xiaohei, who has lived alone for many years, knows one thing.

That means there's no such thing as a free lunch.

He even has a feeling that the other party is trying to harm him when he gets something for free.

"What you need to do is not to meet with your father, ignore the outside world, and become the country's secret fighting force."

When Wang Zhuoxi said this, his voice became somewhat cold.

At the same time, they were prepared for Tu Xiaohei to protest loudly, but to Wang Zhuoxi's surprise,

Tu Xiaohei, however, revealed a happy smile.

“Give my dad a job that isn’t too hard, and I’m willing to forgo insurance and salary.”

If we say that the average person in this world lives a comfortable life...

What they are pursuing is spiritual fulfillment.

So Tu Xiaohei is the kind of guy who lowers the standard of living for people.

He doesn't need spiritual fulfillment; all he needs is a good meal.

"This is perfectly reasonable; you don't need to pay a salary or insurance."

Wang Zhuoxi looked at the child and helplessly rubbed his hair.

I don't know if this kid's excessive stubbornness is a good thing or a bad thing.

"Let's sign the contract."

Wang Zhuoxi shook his head helplessly, then handed a thick stack of contracts to Tu Xiaohei.

Tu Xiaohei didn't even look at it.

He knew that, right now, this man was his only way out.

Even if this man is trying to cheat me, I have no choice but to accept it.

"Very good, now you are a member of the Morning Bell and Evening Drum team."

After reviewing the contract, Wang Zhuoxi nodded and then handed Tu Xiaohei a card from his pocket.

Tu Xiaohei couldn't tell the material of the card.

However, it looks very much like a work ID.

"Since you are still an intern, your level is not A, so you are only B. However, as an intern who works from dawn till dusk, you can enjoy some of the benefits of A-level."

Wang Zhuoxi shrugged.

He then added, "This work permit is equivalent to your bank card. Your future salary will be deposited into this card. With this work permit, you can enjoy benefits such as not paying for hotel stays and transportation."

It has to be said that this work permit is far more useful than Tu Xiaohei had imagined.

This work permit basically covers all your basic needs: food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

No wonder Grade A is so sought after.

Even if he can't enjoy all the benefits, these are enough for him.

Tu Xiaohei nodded and accepted his work ID.

My own photo, my own name.

And some data and information that Tu Xiaohei couldn't understand.

However, although Tu Xiaohei didn't quite understand these technical terms, he relied on his mysterious intuition.

These things should be proof of one's identity.

"Oh right, you don't even have your own cell phone, so here, take this one."

Wang Zhuoxi glanced at Tu Xiaohei and said with a helpless expression.

He then tossed a black smartphone directly to Tu Xiaohei.

This phone feels great to the touch and isn't particularly heavy.

However, Tu Xiaohei had never seen a similar model of mobile phone on the market.

"What is this?"

Tu Xiaohei hesitated for a moment, then said with a puzzled look.

"A dedicated machine for morning bells and evening drums, automatically connects to a dedicated satellite, and offers unlimited data so you don't need to worry about network card issues."

Wang Zhuoxi raised an eyebrow, then added.

"Although usually only full members have this kind of phone, as an intern, you have just as many things to deal with as full members. So having one in advance is not a problem."

After saying that, Wang Zhuoxi pointed to the phone and said, "Some small things have been automatically installed inside, which are related to your work. Find a place to rest for a while first."