Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

A total of 600 people took part in the unified examination of the nine districts. There was one examination room for every 100 people. The written examination was conducted on the first day. The test was about the basic operation model of the chamber of commerce, regional division, industry guidelines, ethical standards, review direction and future development plan.

In the examination room with 100 people, Cen Wei happened to be in the same room as Du Mingli, probably because their initials were close to each other.

Du Mingli was still talking and laughing. When he handed in his mobile phone, he suddenly said beside Cen Wei: "There is no question bank in the Nine Districts exam, and the simulation can only rely on the sharing of previous candidates on the Internet, but this should not be a problem for you. What difficulty."

Cen Wei let go of his fingers, and the phone that had been turned off slipped into the plastic bag. He snorted lightly, without even turning his face to look at Du Mingli: "Is it my identity that makes you so worried?"

Du Mingli squinted his eyes a little, looked at the boy who was more than ten years younger than him in front of him, and felt an indescribable pressure inexplicably.

But he was not affected by this little pressure. Du Mingli pushed the new glasses prepared for the exam, and sighed: "I really didn't expect that the close relatives of the president of the third district would come to the ninth district."

The Ninth District has high wages and good treatment, but also has a lot of work pressure. It is not a good place for the rich second generation to retire.

He thought it would be much more comfortable for Cen Xiao to go to the third district where his father protected him.

Cen Wei pulled his lower lip, and said sarcastically, "You came to the Ninth District with the purpose of disturbing the turmoil and promoting the clean, and you are not even prepared for this?"

Du Mingli was silent.

After a long while, he laughed heartily: "You are right, there is no fair competition in society, I am so naive to ask that."

Cen Wei had already planned to get rid of Du Mingli and take the exam, but when he heard this sentence, he stopped in his tracks again: "You think that if you are born as a commoner, you will be able to plead for the people, with all due respect, it is easier for a person like you who has not experienced it before." Lost in the power of it, because it's so delicious, you've never tasted it."

This voice was obviously cold and clear, but it sounded like a magic voice, with a confusing ability, as if at that moment, it really gained delicious power.

Du Mingli restrained his smile, and the faint lines at the corners of his eyes also disappeared: "You underestimate me too, this is probably the arrogance of the superior."

Cen Wei: "Oh."

He was too lazy to have an in-depth discussion with Du Mingli, so he walked to his own seat in the second row with one hand in his pocket.

But after Cen Xiao left, Du Mingli faintly felt heart palpitations.

Although he answered neither humble nor overbearing, he couldn't help asking himself, if one day he really experienced the power he had never touched before, would he forget his original intention?

After thinking for a few minutes, Du Mingli shook his head, cleared his mind, and felt that he was really bothering others.

He was unexpectedly surrounded by a high school student, and instead questioned his self-control.

The exam started at ten o'clock in the morning and continued until four o'clock in the afternoon. The Chinese and English test papers were distributed uniformly, and there was a half-hour break in the middle.

Indeed, as Du Mingli said, the written test questions are not difficult for Cen Wei.

Because he not only fully understands the operation mode of the Chamber of Commerce, but can even accurately predict the future development direction of the Ninth District.

These are all things that he has actually experienced.

The long written test required a lot of stamina, and the only sound left in the huge test room was the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the surface and the sound of restless breathing because of no clue.

At twelve noon, most candidates put down their pens, walked to their lockers one by one, took out their prepared lunch, returned to their seats, and chewed.

When most of the people started to eat, the rest of the people couldn't calm down even if they wanted to answer the questions, so they had to put down their pens and eat.

Du Mingli didn't want to waste his energy, he cooperated with the flow of people, brought the sandwiches he bought from the convenience store, tore off the wrapping paper and prepared to eat.

As soon as he took the first bite, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that Cen Xiao hadn't rested, but was answering the paper unaffected. Judging by the frequency of his wrist shaking, he probably didn't encounter any difficulties.

Du Mingli suddenly felt that the sandwich in his mouth was not so delicious, and Cen Wei's concentration seemed to be stronger than him.

In the end, as expected by Du Mingli, Cen Wei was the first to hand in the paper in the examination room, and the time for handing in the paper was an hour earlier.

Even minus the lunch break, he was half an hour faster than everyone else.

This made Du Mingli judge that Cen Wei is very planning-oriented and has very strict requirements on himself. He prefers to do his best to complete one thing and then disperse his energy on other things.

In fact, Du Mingli admired this style of behavior very much, but he was too old and couldn't stand Cen Wei's tossing his stomach like this.

Looking at Cen Xiao's answering speed, he knew that his written test scores would not be too bad.

After inquiring about Cen Xiao's identity, Du Mingli didn't expect to surpass Cen Xiao too much in the written test, and his focus was on the physical fitness test.

He has a special physique since he was a child, and his talent is extraordinary. Even if he is a little older, his sports cells are more developed than that of young people.

Even Tang He said that if it was in the previous exams, he would definitely be able to get No.1.

Tang He is very rigorous and doesn't make conclusions about things that haven't happened, so he didn't make any predictions about this exam.

But Du Mingli keenly comprehended the information revealed by Tang He, that he has the ability to win the first place.

Now that he knew that there was a great possibility, he would not allow himself to make the slightest mistake.

At the same time, in the coffee shop opposite the Economic and Cultural Activity Center.

Li Rong bit the ice cream scoop with his teeth, licked off the cold fresh milk with the tip of his tongue, and rolled it into his mouth.

He ate very carelessly, his eyes were always looking out of the window, his eyelids did not blink, only the arm holding his chin shook occasionally.

Jian Fu couldn't sit still at all, and yelled anxiously lying on the glass: "I don't know how my brother did in the exam. This shitty exam is blocked, and you can't even use your mobile phone. It's just devoid of humanity."

Li Rong turned his gaze to Jian Fu, and lazily said: "I'm afraid of leaking the questions, I just finished the exam, and if I have a good memory, I can write down the whole paper."

Jian Fu curled her lips: "It's not me bragging, I can also be silent in three days."

When he practiced abacus and mental arithmetic, he had fully developed his brain, and his memory was indeed beyond ordinary people.

Li Rong raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened: "Then why didn't you sign up?"

Jian Fu was puzzled: "I don't want to enter the Ninth District, what name should I apply for?"

Li Rong: "Speak out the answer silently, and I'll find a channel for you. Based on the [-] examinees each year, it's not a loss to sell a copy of previous years' questions for a few hundred..."

Jian Fu was full of confusion: "Why are you thinking about money?"

Li Rong shook his head: "Tsk tsk, the prince of the first district really doesn't suffer from the sufferings of the world. If you make money by yourself, you will be full of money."

Jian Fu snorted coldly: "Come on, you obviously eat better than us, and you order the most expensive ice cream."

Li Rong was noncommittal, continued to hold his chin, and looked out the window.

It turns out that waiting for someone is such a mood.

I don't know what Cen Xiao ate.

The physical fitness test in District [-] lasted for two days.

The first day is the basic ability interview, including crisis management, emergency plan, foreign language and so on.

Candidates enter the interview room in order, complete all the tests and leave, and the interviewer will give the score on the spot.

This is simply the comfort zone of Du Mingli, a veteran in the workplace. He knows how to deal with people, and he knows how to deal with people.

After the half-hour exam, he got his report card, [-], only [-] to get the perfect score.

The interviewer even said to him regretfully: "If you know a little more about District Nine, you can get full marks."

But Du Mingli is not regretful, based on his understanding of the previous candidates' scores, [-]:[-] is already the number one for sure.

At least in this item, he can widen the gap with most candidates by one point.

After the exam, there are always some impetuous candidates who like to belittle themselves while exchanging scores.

"I'm so nervous, seeing that the examiner's mind is covered."

"Me too! I don't even know what I said, my legs are shaking. The interviewer in my exam room is very fierce."

"Ah... you won't bump into the captain of the team under Ghost Eye, will you?"

"It seems to be! The captain is worthy of being the captain. If he passes the exam, he will have to work under them."

"Then how many points did you get?"

"I'm only five past eight, how about you?"

"Uh... isn't eight point five quite high? Are you nervous? I'm only seven points."

"Ah? Oh, it's okay. Seven points is also very high. Anyway, there is still a chance tomorrow. It's like getting more points tomorrow."

Du Mingli only felt that they were childish, so he put on his coat while drinking water slowly.

Probably because he was too relaxed, two people who said they were nervous and did not pass the exam cautiously approached: "Brother, how did you do in the exam?"

The two people in front of them were less than thirty years old, so it was appropriate to call him brother, but Du Mingli still felt that this title was too close, so he couldn't help but frowned.

But the rejection was only fleeting, and he quickly put on a friendly and kind face: "Me, nine five, it's okay."

"Fuck! [-]:[-]!" The seven-point examinee's eyes widened, obviously unable to believe that he had gotten such a high score just by asking a random question.

"That's awesome! One point higher than me!" The [-]:[-] candidate couldn't help casting envious glances.

Although he said that he was nervous and his legs were shaking, he was actually quite satisfied with his grades. Those remarks were just habitual humility.

But Du Mingli really made him feel sore, he still doesn't know how to catch up with this gap.

Du Mingli was not surprised by this reaction, his scores should have been envied by others.

Holding a disposable paper cup, he said gently, "I'm doing pretty well."

"It's not only good, it's the second highest score we asked!" The seven-point candidate looked at the eight-five point candidate.

At eight past five, I nodded heavily.

Du Mingli's face changed when he heard this, and he couldn't help but use force with his fingers, gripping the paper cup so that it deformed a bit.

"What did you say?"

The seven-point candidate pouted and gestured forward: "That tall and young guy got ten points! He's super awesome, he looks nearly ten years younger than me."

very!

That's full marks for this project.

The highest score in the exams over the years is only [-], and there has never been a perfect score of [-]!

Du Mingli followed the eyes of the seven-scoring candidates, and saw Cen Wei's back.

Cen Xiao took out his mobile phone to check, but when he found that there was no signal at all, he even frowned in displeasure.

Du Mingli instantly felt his head swell, and his back was sweating a little.

Cen Wei actually managed to get full marks, could it be the president of the third district operating in secret?

But if the ninth district had already been infiltrated so thoroughly by the other districts, there would be no need for Cen Wei to come.

Could it be Cen Xiao's real achievement?

How could it be possible for a student who just finished the college entrance examination!

No matter how mature the family is, and how well they know the inside story of the Chamber of Commerce, if they don't have real social experience, they are still talking on paper.

The interviewer's scoring is very strict, unless Cen Xiao is impeccable.

It was the first time that Du Mingli couldn't hold back his smile, he frowned and looked at Cen Xiao with puzzled eyes.

The seven-point candidate was sensitive to his unhappiness, and quickly comforted him: "You are also very good. If it was in previous years, you would be number one."

Du Mingli was not comforted.

If it's previous years, what's the point?

Candidate at [-]:[-]: "I think you will definitely be able to enter the ninth district with such a high score. Congratulations in advance!"

Du Mingli deeply felt the powerlessness of communicating with people with different goals.

What he wants is not just to enter the Ninth District, what he wants is the number one, the position of the leader of the ghost eye team!

Fortunately, he was not a young boy who just entered the society. After being anxious for a while, he came back through mediation.

It's only half a point away, so if you work hard in tomorrow's fighting test, it's still possible to get it back.

It was completely dark.

After Cen Wei realized that he could not contact Li Rong at all, he had no choice but to put the phone in his pocket.

The moment he turned around while going down the stairs, he caught a glimpse of Du Mingli with confused eyes and clenched fingers out of the corner of his eye.

Cen Xiao calmly withdrew his eyes, and when he walked down the stairs completely, he pulled his lower lip lightly.

Someone must have told Du Mingli about his achievements.

In any competition, pressure is the best weapon.

Stress can make people upset and perform abnormally. This is a very common psychological warfare. No matter how strong Du Mingli's mind is, it is impossible to be completely unaffected.

Time flies.

The fighting test on the third day is similar to a chess game. Players face each other in pairs. After one party admits defeat, the winner can ring the bell, wait for the end of the round, and then fight in groups.

The reason why the Ninth District listed the fighting test as one of the exams was because the members of the ghost eye group were likely to be in danger in their daily work.

The joint chamber of commerce covers more and more companies, and the industry norms set are becoming more and more detailed. It is inevitable that some companies want to take advantage of loopholes to make money.

During routine inspections, the Ghost Eye Team often encounters threats and temptations. If they find out secrets that violate the best interests of the company, they may even be threatened with their lives.

Last year, seven members of the ghost eye group left the Ninth District. It was said to the outside world that they had resigned, but in fact, one of them fell to his death.

After careful investigation by the police, it was determined that it was a suicide, but the insiders of the Ninth District knew that he was investigating Meijiang Pharmaceutical before his death.

After the police gave the results, Meijiang Pharmaceutical had cleaned up all the loopholes, and even if the ghost eye team intervened, there would be no clues.

Now the six-district medical industry chamber of commerce is facing a ban. After a few months, the ghost eye team will no longer have the right to manage the affairs of Meijiang Pharmaceutical.

The fighting test not only tests the level, but also tests the willpower.

The last two players are often physically exhausted and their bodies are covered with bruises. Whoever can grit their teeth and persist will get the highest score.

Cen Wei's first opponent was a sports student who had just graduated from college.

The gym student was muscular and powerful, and as soon as the supervisor called out, he rushed towards Cen Ling.

Cen Xing dodged and slammed his elbow on the gym student's back.

The opponent obviously had mediocre fighting skills, but he was strong and strong, so he accepted the blow with a grin, and then waved his fist at Cen Wei.

It was indeed a bit difficult to deal with, so that it took ten strokes for Cen Xiao to push the opponent to the ground.

The opponent struggled hard, but found that he couldn't break free no matter what, and almost twisted his neck, so he had to admit defeat.

Cen Ling let go of him, took the wet towel from the supervisor, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and rang the bell with a calm face.

The first round of entanglement was not short, so he started the second round without a long rest.

Fortunately, this guy's level in the second round was even worse, so he easily dealt with it, and went to rest after ringing the bell.

Followed by the third round, the fourth round...

Cen Wei is not a god, so it is impossible not to get hurt at all.

By the time of the fifth round, he could already feel the joints all over his body were sore and swollen, and his arms and shoulder blades were accidentally hit by someone, and he was in a dull pain.

But this kind of pain is nothing to him, it's just that the sweat wets the clothes and sticks to the wound, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

At the end of the fifth round, he didn't pay attention to the opponent's sharpened nails, and was scratched on the inside of the wrist, and the blood overflowed in strands, which quickly gathered together and flowed down the palm of his hand.

He wiped off the blood with iodophor, and looked at the thin but deep scratches.

When the wound stopped bleeding, he shook his hand and walked to the next arena.

At six o'clock in the evening, the sky is getting darker, the sun is diffused and falling, and the lingering dry heat is lifted away from the earth.

Cen Xiao's hair was wet and sticky to his ears, with a pair of deep and sharp eyes, he calmly looked at Du Mingli in front of him.

Du Mingli was already at the end of his strength, he was able to make it to the last match, he relied entirely on his willpower to support him, after all, he was over 30 years old, and he had passed the best period of his body.

Du Mingli looked at Cen Xiao, and couldn't help laughing at himself.

It seems that the results in front of me are surprising and reasonable.

Why did he think that a person who did well in the first two exams would be timid in the third?

Du Mingli rubbed the corners of his red and swollen lips, his breathing was a little messy.

Seeing that Cen Xiao's breathing was still very even, Du Mingli knew that if he tried his best, he would definitely lose to Cen Xiao in the end.

He wanted to delay for some time, so he asked, "After joining the Ghost Eye Group, have you ever thought about what you can do for the society?"

"No." Cen Wei didn't even hesitate for a second, turned his injured wrist, and casually replied to Du Mingli.

Du Mingli was stunned.

He thought that Cen Xiao would always give him a high-sounding answer, a great and long-term dream.

Although he wouldn't believe it either, it was at least a normal person's reaction.

But Cen Wei didn't care at all, and directly said no.

Du Mingli felt that he should be angry, but he was so exhausted that he couldn't even get angry.

How can a person who has no ideals step on him and climb straight up?

Du Ming smiled unattractively: "You are really... direct."

Cen Xiao snorted lightly, already ready to attack.

Before he shot, his tone was cold: "I never said that I am a good person."

He has no ambition to create peace for all generations, nor does he have the kindness to help the world and save people.

But so what.

He is selfish, just for one person.