Finally, the assessment had ended. Tang Zhong was delighted, having secured a job meant he had established himself in Jianghai City. Now all that remained was to find Jiangdong Group and Jiang Weiwei, then call off the engagement.
Upon leaving the building, Tang Zhong went to find his motorbike. The interview had taken up most of his morning, and he was hungry. He decided to head home first.
He inserted the key, and with a big kick, the motorbike roared to life and quickly sped out of the parking lot as if it was moving at the speed of light.
The elderly gatekeeper was sipping tea when suddenly he felt a roaring sound zoom past him. Thinking someone might be stealing a bike, he hurriedly put on his glasses only to see nothing.
"I must be hearing things, getting old," he muttered.
