boyutpedia Chapter 4: Does the "elder brother" also have abilities?
Chapter 4: Does the "elder brother" also have abilities?
Wang Hong and his "uncle" walked down a wide corridor.
The middle of the corridor was covered with what looked like a high-end carpet, and the interior decoration style was somewhat similar to that of a hotel.
The rooms lined up one after another, but there weren't as many rooms as in a hotel.
On the walls on both sides of the corridor hung all sorts of world-famous paintings, such as Mona Lisa, The Scream, and Sunflowers, but Wang Hong didn't know if they were real or fake, nor did he understand how to appreciate them.
They soon arrived at the door of an office.
The room number is 520, a very meaningful number.
The door was labeled: "Sales Department 2 Manager's Office, Li Boheng".
Seeing this, Wang Hong felt even more suspicious. Was this person really his uncle?
Before even entering the room, he said, "Where's the restroom? I need to use it urgently."
"It's inside." The eldest uncle and secretary sandwiched Wang Hong between them, clearly not intending to let him leave.
"Okay." Wang Hong cooperated and went to the toilet as soon as he entered the house.
After entering, they locked the toilet door from the inside.
Then I sat on the toilet, took out paper and pen, and started drawing.
After smoothing out the paper, I placed it on my lap, held the pen in my right hand and paused for a moment before starting to write.
The second time he painted, it went much more smoothly than the first time; his movements were like those of a painter who had been practicing for two and a half years.
His hands moved nimbly across the paper as he drew.
Every line looks like it was meticulously planned.
With a few strokes, a design quickly takes shape: a slightly cute little cat.
But after he added a long beard to his face, the kitten transformed into a lion.
Like the first painting, "Fear," this painting is simple in its execution, focusing on the meaning rather than the form.
This painting is a hypnotic image representing "surprise," which you can keep on hand for when you need it.
He folded the painting a few times and put it in his pocket before going to the toilet.
While he was doing these things, Li Boheng, the "elder brother" sitting on the sofa, was looking in the direction of the toilet.
As Wang Hong put the painting away, Li Boheng muttered to himself, "What does painting mean?"
There was nothing in front of him except the coffee table, but he seemed to have X-ray vision and could see Wang Hong's every move.
"You can go out now," Li Boheng said to his secretary as Wang Hongchong went to the restroom.
"Okay." The secretary agreed and turned to leave.
She had just closed the door when Wang Hong opened it and came out.
He limped to the living room and sat down in a chair some distance from Li Boheng.
Li Boheng first poured Wang Hong a cup of freshly brewed Tieguanyin tea, and then said:
"My dear nephew, your father went to great lengths to get you a job, so you should cherish it."
"Are you really my uncle?" Wang Hong still had doubts about his identity.
"If I'm not your uncle, then who is?" Li Boheng said with a hint of helplessness.
He then picked up his phone and made a video call to his sister, Li Dong, who is Wang Hong's mother.
The video call connected shortly afterward.
The eldest uncle immediately poured out his grievances to his sister, like a wronged young wife: "Sister, look at your son! He won't even acknowledge me when he sees me! I feel a little hurt!"
"What's going on?" Li Dong was also puzzled.
Seeing this, Wang Hong asked in confusion, "Mom, is this really my uncle? He doesn't look like him."
"Oh, he's had plastic surgery, so his appearance is a little different from before," Li Dong said bluntly.
Upon hearing this, Wang Hong and Li Boheng both had strange expressions, staring at each other with wide eyes.
"That's enough for now. He just needs to know I'm his uncle. We'll talk later," Li Boheng said, ending the video call with Li Dong.
Then he said to Wang Hong, "How about that? Now you believe me, right?"
Wang Hong nodded somewhat awkwardly, silently pulling his hand, which had been clutching the hypnosis paper, out of his pocket. It seemed he wouldn't need it anymore.
"Sigh, before, in order to climb the social ladder, I had to upgrade my appearance. Look at my muscles, not bad, right?" Li Boheng unbuttoned his suit jacket, showing off his muscles.
Wang Hong hadn't been to this city for school before, so he hadn't seen his uncle for a long time. The two of them didn't meet at the dinner party for various reasons.
Now that he heard that, he remembered that Li Boheng had never taken any photos during family gatherings.
That's why Wang Hong didn't recognize him.
So she was in the recovery period after plastic surgery, which is why she wasn't on camera?
Wang Hong's thoughts drifted away unconsciously.
"What kind of job do you want to do? I plan to have you work in department store sales, but you can also choose one yourself," Li Boheng asked Wang Hong.
His plan was to have Wang Hong work in department store sales, since he had difficulty walking and wouldn't have to run around outside, even if the commission was lower.
Department store prices are cheap, so the commission rates naturally can't compare to those for cars and houses.
However, he still asked Wang Hong for his opinion.
If he hadn't acquired those abilities, Wang Hong would definitely have chosen department store sales.
But now... he's decided to go out more often.
"I don't like staying indoors all day. Are there any field jobs that offer more freedom?"
Wang Hong's words surprised his uncle.
"If you're talking about fieldwork, then real estate sales are the most suitable. You can be out in the field for long periods of time, and the commissions are high, but it's quite difficult."
Wang Hong thought for a moment and said, "Then let's go with real estate sales!"
He can meet more people when he goes outside, which will make it easier for him to use his hypnotic skills.
Moreover, the commission is high, making money is a very important part of the process.
He plans to save up money to buy himself a better prosthetic leg, so that it won't affect his daily activities.
"Are you sure?" Li Boheng didn't quite agree with Wang Hong's decision.
"OK." Wang Hong replied without hesitation.
Li Boheng was somewhat helpless, but he couldn't point out Wang Hong's leg problem, so he nodded and agreed, "Alright, I'll have someone process your onboarding."
"it is good."
After Li Boheng arranged Wang Hong's work via WeChat, the secretary who had been there before quickly came in again.
She was also holding an employment contract in her hand.
The contract was placed in front of Wang Hong for him to sign, and the contents of the contract were explained to him at the same time.
Her voice was quite pleasant, and when you got close, she exuded a delicate fragrance.
This made Wang Hong, who had little experience with women, feel somewhat uncomfortable.
After the contract was signed, Li Boheng dismissed his secretary again and said to Wang Hong with a smile, "I'll take you out for something delicious later. What would you like to eat?"
Since there was a free lunch, Wang Hong naturally wouldn't be polite, but he really didn't have anything he wanted to eat: "I'm not picky, Uncle can choose whatever you want."
"Okay, then I'll take you out for hot pot."
Hot pot is a versatile choice; you can find almost anything to eat, and it's generally not too expensive.
"Okay." Wang Hong had no objections.
But Li Boheng's next words immediately changed his expression.
"Can I see what you've been holding in your pocket?" Li Boheng suddenly asked without any preamble.