As soon as he finished speaking, a young man walked in.
Upon seeing the boss behind the desk, the young man seemed nervous and ill at ease. He walked cautiously to the front of the desk and immediately gave Fang Chenyi a salute.
Fang Chenyi smiled, waved his hand at him, and said,
"Heh, no need to be so nervous. Come, have a seat. What's your name? How old are you?"
"Reporting, Boss! My name is Han Licheng. I'm twenty-nine this year!"
Fang Chenyi found this a little amusing. The man was six years older than him, yet he was acting so timidly in his presence.
He waved a hand at him, his expression turning serious as he said,
"The fact that you walked in here means you've mentally prepared yourself, right?"
The young man named Han Licheng nodded vigorously.
"I'm ready. As long as it can make me stronger, I'm willing to endure any amount of pain."
"Then I won't waste any more words. Let's get started. Go ahead and sit down. Relax your mind and close your eyes."
