Chapter 65: Big Brother, Little Brother, Activate!

"So why did we have to come here to eat? Do you really like men?"

Looking at Chan with disdain, Sani asked in confusion.

Sani wasn't being an angel at the moment.

"Of course not, I only like women! Don't say such things!"

Chan was taken aback by Sani's words, speaking while chewing.

"He's an interesting subject. Look at what he's doing!"

Chan held up his phone with one hand and an expired burger in the other.

The composition on the phone screen was bizarre.

In the foreground, Chan was having a meal with a beautiful and broad-minded black woman, while in the background, not far from them, stood a naked man.

This brother had just been sitting crookedly, but now he had stood up.

His arms were limp, his movements strange—but none of that mattered.

The naked brother had just, I mean just, put his hand into his pants.

And not just any way, he put his hand behind his back and into his pants.

"Damn it, you eat here by yourself. I'm full!"

The black woman felt that Chan was nuts, and seriously nuts.

Eating and enjoying the show was one thing.

If you think the naked guy is entertaining, I'll watch with you. She felt that familiar feeling of not wanting to walk with Chan again.

A few minutes later, having confirmed that he had filmed enough material, Chan found Sani.

"Alright, let's go back."

Rolling her eyes, Sani mocked, "What? Now you're done with your beloved naked guy?"

"What do you mean by 'my beloved naked guy'? I'm just doing this for creativity."

"Does your creativity still need another naked woman?"

"No need, I've got enough material for today. We can talk about it later."

"I think you're more suitable for making adult films in Silicon Valley, being a cameraman. Plenty of naked men and women to shoot casually."

"Could consider it, but their salary might not satisfy me."

"How much money do you want? I just hope to find a job that pays a hundred bucks a day in the future."

"Haha, then you can work for me. I think I can afford that salary."

"You're better at bragging than the black guys on the street."

"Don't use 'black guys', that's discriminatory."

"I'm also a black guy, I can say it, you guys can't, okay?"

Sani's logic was, as always, simple and efficient, leaving Chan speechless.

"Alright, I'm going to rest. I'm really tired, even though it's just been a day, it feels like three."

"Maybe because of the cold, your body is more tired than usual?"

Lying on the bed, he thought for a moment, then entered a phone number into the messaging app.

His big brother's phone number was a premium one, easy to remember with a lot of sixes and eights, so he hadn't forgotten it.

The friend request on the app could be accompanied by a few words to express intent.

Without hesitation, Chan typed a line.

"Are you still hiring? Director of Corporate Business in the Greater Bay Area, with fifteen years of experience, deeply rooted in the Greater Bay Area."

This trick was used in his previous life, and could get a response from ninety-eight percent of his big brothers and sisters.

The two percent who didn't respond were simply because they didn't use the app!

Often, the hardest part is adding people!

This was a skill that guaranteed a response as long as they saw it, akin to the highest-level secret techniques in martial arts novels.

What Chan wanted now was for his big brother from his previous life to accept his friend request.

Brother Sun, little brother is here to pay his respects!

In this life, Chan hadn't found any traces of his family's existence, nor any of his own existence.

Theoretically, he and Brother Sun had no relationship now.

But Brother Sun was the big brother he trusted most in his previous life, a true hero with a bit of righteousness in the jianghu.

It's said that there's no business without treachery, but there are also many who rely on integrity to stand. Such as Sun Dongxin.

Even after Chan's company went bankrupt, Sun Dongxin was willing to endure the pressure from the partners and use the resources of the group to give Chan a chance to make a comeback.

If it weren't for the tumor knocking down his body, with Sun Dongxin's support, Chan could have completely changed tracks and continued his entrepreneurship.

If you don't pay attention to whether Brother Sun has accepted his request, Chan continues his search.

This time it wasn't adding people on the messaging app, since he never memorized Xiao Cao's number.

He registered an account as a recruiter on 85.com and opened the job board.

In October 2018, Xiao Cao was working as a voice customer service representative in Nanjing, getting yelled at on the phone every day.

She was looking for a job that would allow her to stay in Nanjing.

Later, Xiao Cao went out for drinks with Chan, and after a few rounds, she complained that she had been looking for a job on 85.com for two months and hadn't found anything reliable, and had returned to Ludao in November.

Not finding anything by November meant she had started looking in September, and still looking in October.

Chan can't afford Xiao Cao's salary right now, but he'll be able to soon.

Let's contact her first.

Cao Yuanyuan, an ordinary name, she's just a 165-centimeter-tall, 100-pound high school graduate.

With an ordinary appearance and even a humble education, everything about her seemed unremarkable.

But she went from being a telephone customer service representative to a car salesperson, from a champion salesperson to a social media influencer, and from a social media influencer to the head of new media at Chan's company.

What's more absurd is that these transitions took only a year!

Xiao Cao's characteristics are two-fold: she says what she does and she does what she says, and she's responsible for getting results.

Those who have been bosses or have managed people know how rare these two characteristics are.

Chan didn't miss the chance to save her. Exploitation can only be done by him.

After all, he had exploited her once, and the second time would be even more relaxed.

"I'm Sun Dongxin, hello, who introduced you?"

A message came through on the messaging app, Sun accepted his request.

Chan hesitated for a moment, then sighed.

He had just wanted to reply with a witty remark, a daily chat with Sun in his previous life on the sickbed.

Unfortunately, Big Brother didn't recognize him anymore.

"Hello, President Sun, you can call me Xiaocheng. Nice to meet you!

I wasn't introduced by anyone, I just wanted to talk to you about cooperation."