Zhong Xueliu originally wanted to slack off and skip this monthly meeting, since she was neither the team leader nor an important member.
She doesn't need to speak at these kinds of routine meetings.
She just didn't expect that these three big shots would suddenly speak to her.
As soon as the thin old man spoke, the other two old men turned to look at Zhong Xueliu, their eyes filled with interest in the Xuanmen genius he had mentioned.
Not only them, but everyone else in the conference room also looked at Zhong Xueliu with curiosity.
Zhong Xueliu subconsciously straightened her back, sitting upright like a primary school student being called on by the teacher in class, and nervously answered, "Her name is Nan Yuanman, she is the newly recognized daughter of the Feng family patriarch, she..."
Zhong Xueliu paused slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then continued, "She is only five years old, so I'm afraid she is not capable of doing anything for 908."
She concealed the fact that she had previously tried to recruit Nan Yuanman but was rejected.
She knew very well that these three big shots came from Longhu Mountain, Maoshan Sect, and the mysterious Witchcraft Sect.
They were all incredibly arrogant, and if they knew that Nan Yuanman had once refused 908's offer of employment, their impression of her would definitely be greatly diminished.
The people in the meeting room looked surprised. A middle-aged man dressed in black antique clothes with a black cloth wrapped around his head chuckled and said, "Little Xue Liu, you're not just making this up to fool us, are you? A five-year-old Xuanmen genius? Are you kidding me?"
The people in this entire conference room are all quite talented, but when they were five years old, they were still playing in the fields with mud mixed with their urine!
A five-year-old child probably hasn't even learned all the characters yet, let alone how to draw talismans!
Zhuang Hetai, who was organizing the documents he had brought, paused slightly upon hearing this, and said calmly, "That's why she's called a genius."
The middle-aged man was taken aback by Zhuang Hetai's words. He looked around at his colleagues sitting next to him and was shocked to see their thoughtful expressions: "You guys don't actually believe that, do you?"
“In the past, even eight-year-olds could become prime ministers, and five-year-old geniuses in the Xuanmen sect, what’s so unbelievable about that?” Nan Yichen rolled his eyes and said bluntly.
The three old men gradually recovered from their astonishment.
The thin old man smiled and said, "Five years old is just right, which proves that she has a bright future. Someone like her must join our 908."
"With her around, our chances of defeating that evil group will increase even further."
The old woman, with long white hair tied up with a silver hairpin, rolled her eyes: "Li Yunliang, have some decency! That little kid is only five years old! Are you trying to eat in jail because you think the food outside is bad?"
The old man, who looked like Maitreya Buddha, smiled but didn't say anything.
Li Yunliang frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure on his face: "Special cases require special handling! The higher-ups will understand me. Besides, if we don't recruit her into 908 as soon as possible, what if she gets targeted by those evil sects and goes astray?"
"Given her talent, if she goes astray, she will surely become our number one enemy!"
“Li Yunliang is right.” The old man, who looked like Maitreya Buddha, nodded in agreement: “Such a special talent must be brought under our wing. Even if we can’t bring her under our wing, we can’t let her fall into the enemy’s hands!”
Zhuang Hetai frowned, sensing something unusual. He looked at Li Yunliang quietly, feeling very puzzled.
Why is Li Yunliang suddenly so eager to bring Nan Yuanman under his command? And judging from his tone, it's as if she would immediately defect to the evil faction if he didn't bring her under his command now.
Zhong Xueliu also felt something was wrong. She held back for a while, but couldn't help speaking up to defend Nan Yuanman: "No, Yuanman is a good kid. The evil old ghost Li that we couldn't catch before was caught with Yuanman's help."
"She won't become a heretic!"
“I know she’s a good child.” Li Yunliang nodded, agreeing with her statement, then changed the subject: “But she’s a good child now, what about later? Can you guarantee that she won’t be tempted by evil paths as she grows up?”
Zhong Xueliu choked.
“Those evil sects are like mosquitoes, they can get in everywhere. We can guard against them for a while, but not forever. Besides… Nan Yuanman is still too young.”
Because they are young, their future is full of uncertainties.
Zhong Xueliu wanted to say something more, but Li Yunliang raised his hand to stop her: "Alright, no need to say anything more, we have our own plans."
"Miao Shaohua." Li Yunliang looked at the middle-aged man who had spoken earlier: "I'm entrusting this matter to you."
"We must make sure that Nan Yuanman agrees to join 908."
Zhong Xueliu: "!!"
Miao Shaohua hadn't expected this task to fall to him. He paused for a moment, then grinned and agreed: "Okay, Deputy Director, I will definitely make her agree to join 908."
Perfect timing! He'll go and meet this legendary genius of the Xuanmen!
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At this moment, inside the kindergarten.
Nan Yuanman, with her round face, solemnly examined the doll given to her by Lou Yuqi's mother, turning it over and over in her hands, and then smelling it.
Upon smelling it, she detected a faint stench of decay, so strong that she couldn't help but turn to the side and gag.
Even Lou Yuqi, who was slow to realize, understood that Nan Yuanman's reaction was a bit off. His smile faded, and he asked nervously, "Boss, is there something wrong with this kid?"
Nan Yuanman hurriedly placed the doll on the table, took out a wet wipe from her small handbag, and vigorously wiped her hands: "Something's not right. Where did your mother buy this doll?"
The doll looked exactly like the porcelain doll she had dug up yesterday. The fabric on its body was normal, but the stitches on its body were abnormal; they had been soaked in corpse fluid.
It was shrouded in a faint aura of resentment and death. Don't underestimate this aura; if ordinary people come into contact with it for too long, they will become dazed, their luck will drop, they will feel unwell, and they may even face life-threatening danger!
Lou Yuqi scratched his head: "I...I don't know."
His mother is very busy with work and often has to travel to various places for business. Sometimes she is in China in the morning and abroad in the afternoon. They can only see each other a few times a year. When they finally get home, the mother and son just snuggle together and watch cartoons. They don't talk about these unnecessary topics at all.
So he really didn't know where the mother of the doll had bought it.
Nan Yuanman asked him a different question: "Do you have many dolls like these at home?"
“So many!” Lou Yuqi’s eyes sparkled. “My mom loves dolls, and she has a room in the house dedicated to them.”
"Boss, if you like them, I'll go back and steal a few for you!"
Nan Yuanman: "...No need." You really are your mother's most filial son.
Nan Yuanman stroked her round little chin. There was a room full of dolls, but she couldn't be sure if all the dolls in the room were the same as this one. She would have to go and check.
It would be very impolite to suddenly visit someone's home.
Nan Yuanman thought for a moment and came up with a good idea. She rummaged through her small handbag, took out a self-made business card, and handed it to him: "Here, this is my return gift to Auntie."
She instructed Lou Yuqi: "If the baby in the family ever learns to talk, you must have the nanny call the number above to contact me."
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