"Uh, Old Yang, what's up?" Zhang Guodong asked with a hint of confusion, having been stopped so suddenly by Yang Wucheng.
"Zhang Guizi, let me introduce you," Yang Wucheng said, patting Zhang Guodong's shoulder with the sly smile of an old fox. "This is Lin Kuang, the instructor I specially invited. He's quite the impressive character."
At this, Zhang Guodong took a closer look at Lin Kuang, but he found the man to be completely ordinary. Was there really nothing special about him?
Still, Zhang Guodong knew that while Yang Wucheng could be hot-tempered, he was an honest man, which only deepened his puzzlement.
"Ahem, Old Yang, you know my personality. I'll be direct. I honestly don't see anything special about Lin Kuang," Zhang Guodong said, still confused.
"Nonsense. If it were obvious, would it still be special? In any case, with your status, you can look up his file. I'll tell you more later." With that, Yang Wucheng turned his gaze to Lin Kuang.
