However, with Xue Jing's already perfect figure and appearance, he still managed to look classy in the outfit. His figure was as tall and solid as a pine tree, and he looked like a young master at the peak of his career.
"Well, it feels... suitable?" Takeyama Ying pinched his chin and said hesitantly.
Chen Fuguang rolled his eyes and said, "Nonsense, with Junior Brother's figure and appearance, it wouldn't make much difference if he put on a sack."
Xue Jing also looked at himself in the mirror and nodded.
As expected of me, handsome.
"Okay, thank you, senior brothers and sisters, I'll leave first."
Xue Jing smiled at the three of them.
"Go ahead, little brother. This is your first time going out to do something. Remember, safety comes first. If a dangerous situation that you cannot handle occurs, run away immediately. Don't hesitate!" Chen Fuguang patted him on the shoulder.
Takeyama Eiya nodded repeatedly: "Safety first, don't force it."
"..." Meng Qingjiao stretched out a pair of bare hands, held up his palms and squeezed them, as if to express encouragement.
Xue Jing nodded and said, "I know, senior brothers and sisters don't have to worry."
The few of them seemed to be worried about a child who was going away to study in another city for the first time, so they gave Xue Jing a few more instructions before letting him go.
He walked out of the Canglong Dojo, took the elevator to the first floor, left the office building, looked around, and heard a few car horns.
Xue Jing turned his head and saw a large car of a famous brand parked on the road not far away.
He walked over, the car door opened, and a slightly plump middle-aged man wearing glasses, a suit and tie, and dressed very decently walked out of the driver's seat.
The man glanced at Xue Jing and said respectfully:
"Is it Master Xue from the Hidden Dragon Dojo?"
Xue Jing nodded, "It's me."
"I'm the driver who's responsible for picking you up. My name is Zhao Dequan. You can just call me Xiao Zhao. It was me who was talking to you on the phone just now."
As he spoke, he opened the back door of the car and made a 'please' gesture.
"Please get in the car."
Xue Jing smiled and said, "Thank you for your help."
"Please don't say that. This is my job." Xiao Zhao said respectfully.
After Xue Jing got into the back seat, he closed the door, trotted around and entered the driver's seat.
The car started, emitting a powerful and pleasant engine sound, and drove towards the Ruizhu Hotel.
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Dongcheng District has always been known as the "richest city in the east" and it is no exaggeration to say that every inch of land is worth a lot of money.
Being able to open a large hotel covering several thousand square meters in a place like this can be said to be quite wealthy.
Anyone who can book the top-floor banquet hall in a hotel like this must be either rich or noble.
The car slowly drove into the parking lot. After parking, the driver Xiao Zhao got out first, then walked around to the back seat and opened the door.
Xue Jing stepped out of the car and looked around.
The spacious parking lot was filled with luxury sports cars that he couldn't name, and the people getting out of the cars were all well-dressed young people with good temperament.
They chatted and laughed with each other and walked into the Ruizhu Hotel.
After Xue Jing got off the car, he put his hands behind his back and followed Xiao Zhao who was leading the way in front and walked in.
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Chapter 61 Brother Jing!
Xue Jing followed the driver Xiao Zhao and entered the automatic door of Ruizhu Hotel.
He was dressed plainly and should have been inconspicuous, but his appearance and temperament were so outstanding that he attracted the attention of many people along the way.
"Hmm? Who is that person?"
A young man with a strong build, wearing a white suit that was convenient for movement and a resolute face pointed at Xue Jing not far away and asked in confusion.
"Looking at the clothes he's wearing, he seems to be a martial artist. He shouldn't be a second-generation person who came to the banquet... Which dojo is he from? Was he also invited to be in charge of security? He's a little too young."
Next to him was a man in a suit. He glanced at Xue Jing and Xiao Zhao next to him, compared them in his mind, and said with a smile:
"Master Li, that person should be a senior disciple of Canglong Dojo."
Upon hearing this, Li Zhaoquan moved his eyes and asked in confusion, "I have seen all six disciples of Canglong Dojo, including the youngest girl, but I don't know this boy?"
"You don't allow people to accept new disciples?"
Someone nearby started to joke.
Upon hearing this, Li Zhaoquan turned around and looked at the other person.
"Zhang Daqing, why are you here too?"
Zhang Daqing, who was tall and thin and wearing a navy blue suit, walked forward, put his elbow on Li Zhaoquan's shoulder, and nodded at Xue Jing in the distance.
"'Dragon Lord' Li Qi has long said that he would accept seven disciples. This one might be the seventh one. He has been hiding it very well and is now able to come out and do things. No one in the circle knows about it yet. I'm afraid he has been secretly teaching him for a long time and wants to use him to make a big splash."
Li Zhaoquan curled his lips:
"What can a child who hasn't even fully grown his hair do? This commission today is probably just a formality. Li Qi asked him to come here to take credit and gain experience. It's good enough that he doesn't hold us back."
He glanced at Xue Jing's appearance and said with a chuckle:
"Who knows, maybe he wants this pretty boy to come here and pick up some rich ladies."
Zhang Daqing sighed, shook his head and said, "Don't say that. You may not be able to beat him. I see that his lower body is very stable. Every step he takes is the same distance, no more, no less. His upper body doesn't shake at all. It's obvious that he has strong body control and has mastered the skill of exerting strength."
Li Zhaoquan disagreed and shook the large muscles on his arms: "What's the point of using strength well? Even if he can use one point of strength to achieve ten points of effect, facing a punch of one hundred percent or one thousand percent, he will still be killed by one punch. It's meaningless."
Zhang Daqing rolled his eyes: "There's no point communicating with a bunch of you idiots."
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"Master Xue, look."
Xiao Zhao took a blueprint from the hotel lobby and spread it out in front of Xue Jing.
"This is a map of the banquet hall," Xiao Zhao explained.
He pointed to a circled area on the map.
"Today we have invited six masters in total, each of whom is responsible for the security of an area. You are responsible for this area."
"Once we get into the banquet hall, I'll be in charge of this whole thing."
Xue Jing looked at the map carefully, memorized it all, nodded, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, leave it to me."
As the two walked towards the elevator, Xiao Zhao mentioned several things to pay attention to along the way, and Xue Jing remembered them all.
After all, he is here to make money, so his work attitude is quite serious.
After following Xiao Zhao through several elevators, Xue Jing arrived at the 22nd floor of Ruizhu Hotel.
"Just keep walking along the corridor and you will reach the banquet hall. Master Ye has reserved the place for you today and has ordered that no one can get close unless necessary. It is inconvenient for me to go in, so I can only accompany you here."
Xiao Zhao's attitude was as respectful as ever.
Xue Jing nodded, turned and walked towards the banquet hall.
Not far away, just around a corner, he saw a double door. He walked over and pushed it open.
Xue Jing originally thought that the banquets held by these second-generation rich and noble people should be like those in the movies, with countless men and women elegantly clinking glasses to the sound of melodious piano and talking about things that ordinary people could hardly access.
However, as soon as he pushed open the door of the banquet hall, he heard a loud bang.
"Everybody—"
"Hurry up!!"
Neon lights flashed all over the venue amid the cheers of carnival.
Xue Jing was slightly startled, looking at the extremely abrupt DJ booth in the center of the hall, and the DJ on it, who was wearing hip-hop style clothing, wearing headphones, and rubbing his hands against the booth for no apparent reason.
"Huh? Wrong place?"
He retreated silently and glanced at the floor.
22nd floor, banquet hall.
“Is this the right place?”
He opened the door again and walked in.
The noisy and dynamic music came again. Xue Jing looked around the banquet hall. Above his head were several exquisite and gorgeous crystal chandeliers, the walls were decorated with artistic murals and sculptures everywhere, and under his feet was a whole piece of patterned carpet. The overall decoration style was obviously classical.
There was a DJ booth in the middle for no apparent reason...
"Why don't you just go to the disco?" Xue Jing was speechless.
Why book such an expensive hotel banquet hall just to go dancing somewhere else
Looking at dozens of well-dressed young people in the venue shaking their heads and tails to the loud music, Xue Jing smiled and didn't care too much.
Anyway, he was only here to take charge of security, and it was none of his business what the people attending the banquet were doing.
Even if he opened the door and saw dozens of people doing imprat, his job for the day would remain unchanged.
Xue Jing observed the hall, compared it with the map he had just seen, then walked to the area he was responsible for and began to patrol the area.
From a distance, he also saw several people whose figures and temperaments were obviously those who had practiced martial arts. They should be other disciples of the dojo hired by Ruizhu Hotel.
At this time, the noisy music had come to an end. After the last drum beat, several large crystal chandeliers on the ceiling lit up, and the originally dim hall immediately became bright.
A dozen staff members came in from the main entrance, dismantled the DJ booth in the middle of the hall, and moved the parts out one by one.
Xue Jing nodded. It seemed that dancing was just one of the programs tonight, not the main purpose.
As the lights turned on, he became more visible.
"Well, who is that?" The eyes of the rich ladies nearby brightened when they saw him.
But before they could take any action, a sturdy man in white tights walked towards Xue Jing.
"Are you the new disciple of Canglong Dojo?"
The man was quite direct. He asked immediately after he came in front of Xue Jing.
The movement here attracted the attention of people around.
Not far away, several men and women standing together with wine glasses in their hands also looked over.
"Hmm? What happened over there?"
Ye Chenglin, the organizer of the banquet, asked in confusion.
"It seems that there are two security guards arranged by Ruizhu... Is there a conflict?" someone answered with an interested look on his face.
"Come on, let's go and take a look!"
Ye Chenglin smiled immediately.
Several people immediately walked towards where Xue Jing was, including Pei Youguang.
He scratched his head and followed his elder brother Pei Tiancheng.
When he got closer, he casually glanced at the two security guards who were in conflict, picked up the glass in his hand, and took a sip of wine - puff!
"Jing...Brother Jing?"
Looking at the familiar figure standing in the middle of the field, Pei Youguang couldn't help but spit out his wine in shock.
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Chapter 62 Is he taking drugs
"Which dojo disciple is that? He looks really good, but he's a little too young."
"What is that brute Li Zhaoquan doing? Bullying a child?"