I have an Apocalypse City

 Chapter 105: Resignation

Ge Xiaojia originally thought that the gold bracelet she had taken as collateral from Song Jian was just an ordinary bracelet, but after taking a closer look, she discovered that it was not the case;

Nowadays, the patterns on gold bracelets sold in the market are mostly machine-carved, but Ge Xiaojia found that this pair of bracelets in her hand were actually carved by hand, and judging from the details, the bracelets must have been carved by a Master Level carver.

There are two carp on this pair of gold bracelets – each carp is so lifelike that even the scales have been meticulously carved, some slightly open and others closely shut, giving the entire carp a sense of vitality, looking as if they are swaying their tails in the water. Especially the eyes of the two carp, the carving is like the finishing touch – no matter the angle from which they are viewed, it feels like the carp is looking at you. Such carving techniques are far beyond the reach of ordinary carvers;

If there was a word to describe the craftsmanship of this pair of bracelets, it would be "divine workmanship."

"These gold bracelets, no, this pair of artworks, must be worth at least three hundred thousand yuan!" Ge Xiaojia made her most conservative estimate;

For ordinary gold bracelets, people pay attention to the material, but for such a pair of gold bracelets, it's the craftsmanship that sells;

Upon seeing Song Jian, Ge Xiaojia's heart became somewhat flustered. It was obvious that Song Jian didn't know the true value of these gold bracelets. Ge Xiaojia wanted to tell him, but she didn't know how to bring it up;

"If I say it hastily, will it give him a bad impression of me, thinking that I wanted to take advantage of him before?" Ge Xiaojia's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Forget it, let's wait until he has enough money and wants to redeem them, then I'll tell him the truth then."

...

Song Jian was unaware of his landlord Ge Xiaojia's dilemma, and even if he knew, he probably wouldn't care too much;

This pair of gold bracelets, compared with the other two pieces of jewelry in his parcel, would not even be worth mentioning; even if he were to give them directly to Ge Xiaojia, Song Jian wouldn't feel heartache. In Song Jian's view, money has become the most useless thing to him now;

After casually eating two fritters and a bowl of tofu pudding on the street, Song Jian hesitated for a moment, and ultimately hailed a taxi, heading towards his company;

"This job is now meaningless to me. I should be focusing on improving my own strength!" Song Jian silently thought to himself;

It has been proven that training in the real world can also enhance one's strength in the game – Song Jian urgently needed to master the use of various cold weapons and even firearms;

As for the skills in using firearms, they were still somewhat difficult for Song Jian to access now, but for the skills in using cold weapons, Black Panther Gym could fully satisfy his needs;

Upon arriving at the company, Song Jian saw Zhao Yu leaning against the front desk of the lobby, chatting with a receptionist, laughing at what seemed to be a joke. The receptionist couldn't help but giggle, her face slightly flushed, and she looked a little shy.

Zhao Yu didn't see Song Jian, and Song Jian didn't bother to go up and say hello, so he went directly to the HR department on the 19th floor;

"Zhao, sis!" Song Jian pushed open the door of the HR department, looked inside, and his eyes lit up instantly;

Zhao Yuzhi was wearing a beige suit, her figure graceful, and her face always wearing a kind smile, looking like a caring older sister.

Zhao Yuzhi was the examiner during Song Jian's interview. Song Jian still vividly remembers how nervous he was during his first interview, even almost spilling a cup of water. It was Zhao Yuzhi's gentle tone that comforted him not to be nervous;

"Xiao Jian, what's up?" Zhao Yuzhi looked up, saw Song Jian, and immediately raised the corner of her mouth slightly. Every time she called Song Jian "Xiao Jian," she couldn't help but want to laugh, feeling like she was calling him "little jerk";

"Zhao, sis, I'm here to go through the resignation process!" Song Jian said somewhat shyly;

"Resign?" Zhao Yuzhi frowned; she had a good impression of Song Jian – fresh out of school and untainted by the bad habits of society, he was diligent, hardworking, and willing to endure hardship. There aren't many young people like this nowadays;

"Xiao Jian, your probation period is almost over, and with your performance, I think you can definitely become a formal employee of the company. Why do you want to resign now?" Zhao Yuzhi frowned and asked;

"Zhao, sis, my family's house was demolished, and we were compensated with thirty million yuan and six houses..." Song Jian didn't continue, but just looked at Zhao Yuzhi with a "you-know-what-I-mean" look;

"Demolition, thirty million, six houses..." These three words choked back all the persuasive words Zhao Yuzhi had prepared for Song Jian;

"Here's the resignation form; please fill it out." Zhao Yuzhi was silent for a moment, taking out a form from a file rack and passing it to Song Jian.

"Thank you, Sister Zhao!" Song Jian laughed.

...

Resigning during the probationary period was very simple. With just ten minutes, Song Jian left the company feeling light and relaxed.

As soon as he left the company, Song Jian immediately took a taxi to the Black Panther Gym.

Early in the morning, there were very few people at the Black Panther Gym, just a handful. Upon seeing Song Jian, Sun Qian immediately greeted him.

"Nice to see you, Mr. Song. Coach Wang Dan is already waiting for you in the classroom," Sun Qian said with a smile.

"So early?" Song Jian was somewhat surprised. His scheduled class was supposed to start at eight o'clock, and there was still more than half an hour before that. He thought he was early, but it turned out the coach had arrived even earlier!

Arriving at the classroom from yesterday, Song Jian saw that in the center of the room, a human-shaped dummy was set up. Coach Wang Dan held a dagger and continuously waved it at the target dummy.

Clang clang clang~

A series of stabbing sounds filled the air as Wang Dan's dagger swiftly appeared, directed at the vital areas of the dummy such as the throat, eyes, and forehead.

"Such fast footwork!" Song Jian was somewhat surprised. Wang Dan circled around the dummy, moving from left to right, from the side to under the ribs, agile and without a hint of hesitation like a dance.

Whizz~

Wang Dan suddenly crouched down and fiercely charged forward from the left rib side of the dummy. The dagger in his hand smoothly cut across the dummy's waist. As he rushed forward, Wang Dan abruptly stopped and turned his body. The dagger in his hand drew a beautiful arc, as if a meteor slammed into the back of the dummy's head.

"Swallow's Return!" Watching Coach Wang Dan's move, Song Jian inexplicably thought of this phrase.

Seeing that Wang Dan stopped practicing, Song Jian entered the room.

"Coach, I'm here!"

Wang Dan grabbed a towel hanging on the wall, wiped his sweat, and tossed the towel. He nodded at Song Jian, saying, "Not bad, you came pretty early!"

Being praised for being early by someone who came even earlier made Song Jian feel a bit awkward.

"Alright, do you remember the moves I taught you yesterday? Let's do them!" Wang Dan pointed at the dummy and said.

Song Jian nodded, walked to the equipment rack on the wall, and picked up a practice dagger. He weighed it in his right hand and casually swung it a couple of times, feeling a familiar sensation rising in his heart.

Holding the dagger, Song Jian stood a meter or two away from the dummy and glanced at Wang Dan.

At this time, Wang Dan was drinking water from a cup. Seeing Song Jian look over, he nodded slightly, gesturing him to start.

Song Jian took a fierce step forward, and with a stab from his hand, the dagger was like a beast's fangs aimed at the dummy's chest.

Whoo~

A sharp sound of breaking air accompanied Song Jian's full-force strike, echoing throughout the entire classroom.