The examination was held at a senior high school of the capital. The school was empty on the weekends, so the principal took advantage of the vacant classrooms.
There were only four rows of tables and chairs in the small room. Two invigilators were standing at the front and the back, which was stricter than Qin Guan had anticipated.
The rules were written clearly on the blackboard. Any cheaters would be automatically disqualified, their entry fees would be non-refundable, and their names would be on the black list of all related examination offices affiliated to the Ministry of Finance.
Rolling his black pen around in his hand, Qin Guan scanned the exam papers from beginning to end.
The questions were not difficult. Eighty percent of them had been in the question bank for many years, and Qin Guan could proudly declare that the other twenty percent was as simple to answer as drinking water for a guy gifted with an extraordinarily retentive memory like his.
