Prodigal System in the Flourishing City

Zhang Meng and Li Jin led the way ahead.
The two whispered quietly to each other.
"Coach, are you really planning to give this guy a beating?"
Li Jin gestured with his fists and then said worriedly, "If we do that, it might bring trouble for Young Master!"
"Don’t worry, I won’t act impulsively! Having followed Young Master for so long, I’ve learned a thing or two," Zhang Meng waved his hand and said.
"That’s good."
Li Jin nodded his head.
Although they were concerned about Young Master, they couldn’t really act without any regards!
If that were the case, right would become wrong!
However, the coach was the person who understood this situation best, as long as he wasn’t impulsive and made rational judgments, it would be fine.
Office.
At this moment, the new coach—Xue Qi, was grooming himself.
Yes, grooming.
His hair was overloaded with gel, as if he was preparing to swat flies with his hairdo.
He was very excited.
He felt his opportunity had arrived.
Two years ago, he had wanted to "take over the nest," leading this troop to a good rank, and then he would have smoothly continued his gilded journey!
But who knew these guys were utterly disappointing, all of them were useless.
They lost the competition.
And his gilded journey also came to an end.
He thought there would be no more opportunities!
In fact, he had already told his family that if things didn’t work out, he would switch to another troop.
But his family scolded him.
Talking non-stop about whether he thought this was child’s play or what.
In his view, it was all nonsense.
Wasn’t this supposed to be easily attainable?
But, luckily he hadn’t left, as the opportunity had now come.
The director had arrived, and soon with a performance and publicity, his gilded journey was certainly going to set sail again.
Thinking about this made him uncontrollably happy.
Heaven also helps me!
And at that moment.
"Clang clang clang!"
The office door was knocked.
Xue Qi immediately raised his eyebrows—here it came.
He opened the door.
"Welcome, welcome!" Xue Qi extended his hand in welcome.
"Hmph!"
Zhang Meng snorted coldly and ignored Xue Qi’s extended hand.
"You!"
Xue Qi’s face instantly turned from red to white.
Just a small-time director, and he’s putting on airs now?!
"What ’you’? I’m here to see the coach. Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Zhang Meng countered with two sentences.
Yep, learned from Young Master, attack first.
"I am the coach here!"
Xue Qi immediately responded.
At the same time, he felt somewhat relieved inside.
So, the guy didn’t recognize him, that was understandable.
But then!
"Coach? What kind of coach are you without a military rank?"
Zhang Meng looked at Xue Qi’s empty shoulder board, his lips curling in mockery.
"Military rank?!"
Xue Qi’s recently recovered complexion instantly darkened again.
This little director was clearly here to cause trouble!
Military rank? If he had a military rank, would he even need to seek a better place?!
"I haven’t been officially assigned yet, but I am indeed an instructor here!"
Xue Qi said, enduring his impatience.
For his golden journey, that was all he could do!
"Wrong! Acknowledge your real identity! You are just an assistant instructor, not a real soldier. I’m looking for a genuine instructor!"
Zhang Meng continued to speak.
This was his greatest confidence.
He knew very well that although everyone thought Xue Qi was a genuine instructor.
He actually wasn’t.
After all, even his Xue Family could not interfere with the military system.
Xue Qi’s identity was that of an assistant instructor!
It was allowed in the military to have such assistant instructors.
For example, soldiers needed to study culture sometimes, and they would invite some officers to teach.
Of course, generally speaking, these assistant instructors were also people from within the troops, and most were veterans who took on the role.
However, there were exceptions, just like Xue Qi!
Simply put, it’s like this—if you were to make an analogy with a school, an instructor is like a head teacher.
And an assistant instructor is like a substitute teacher.
Xue Qi was a substitute teacher!
Even if you as a substitute teacher were incredible and the head teacher had to listen to you, you were still a substitute teacher.
To be honest, he would never have thought to use this method in the past.
These methods were all learned from the Young Master.
Ignoring all your other nonsense and going straight to the core!
"You! Who exactly are you?! How do you know this?" Xue Qi’s face darkened to the extreme, his expression as still as water!
"Don’t you recognize me?" Zhang Meng stared into Xue Qi’s eyes, his lips curling into a smug arc, exuding an endless sense of oppression.
Li Jin, standing nearby and seeing Zhang Meng’s smile, rolled his eyes—Instructor oh instructor, you really don’t look the part, truly! Look at the Young Master’s smile, that’s a genuine sense of oppression; with you, it seems too forced!
"You?!" Xue Qi narrowed his eyes closely examining Zhang Meng.
At last, he suddenly remembered.
Two years ago, he had seen this face.
It was during the start of his golden journey, the person he had casually dismissed.
Yes, it was him!
"You’re Zhang Meng!" Xue Qi exclaimed, "Why have you come back?!"
"That’s none of your concern, now, I want to see the instructor, and as for you, go wherever you like!"
Zhang Meng’s mouth twitched, revealing a grim row of teeth, like a fierce tiger choosing its prey.
"Just based on you? What right do you have to boss me around here? You’re just a stray dog!"
Xue Qi sneered, "I’m warning you, get out now, or else, I’ll cripple you!"
"Come on then, do it!" Zhang Meng crossed his arms and scoffed, "If you can, then do it!"
He had already figured it out.
If this substitute teacher dared to make a move, he could completely kick this guy out of the military camp!
After all, he was permitted to enter!
And if he were to get hit by Xue Qi,
Xue Qi would definitely be kicked out even involving military discipline issues.
Once outside of the military camp, well, don’t blame me then!
"You really think I wouldn’t dare?"
Xue Qi clenched his fist, glaring fiercely at Zhang Meng.
"Bring it on!"
Zhang Meng stepped forward, continuing to provoke Xue Qi.
"You!"
Xue Qi nearly shattered his teeth.
He really wanted to throw a punch recklessly, but he couldn’t!
He wasn’t foolish; this wasn’t the way to handle it!
"Fine, you just wait, this matter will be resolved eventually!" Xue Qi narrowed his eyes and pulled out his phone to make a call.
It’s just about seeing the instructor, right?
He could just call them over!
Zhang Meng saw that Xue Qi didn’t fall for it, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
Damn, this guy was quite clever, not falling for it!
But no matter, he had other plans still up his sleeve!