"I've seen plenty of young people like you. You've read a bit and think you can make it in society, make big bucks, strike it rich and reach the pinnacle of life. The truth is, entering society is a painful process; there are many things you can't do even with a degree. Take you, for example. You want a high income but don't want to fasten screws in a factory, nor do you want to show your face and set up a stall as a vendor. So, how will you live? Even with a degree, you need to eat. Interested in being my underling? You'll earn a high income and bring meaning to your life. Interested?"
"I'm not a pyramid scheme, don't be quick to refuse, consider it first, but make it quick; my underling slots are limited."
On a bustling street in Dachang City, a young man in a suit with slicked-back hair sat at a small table, using a deep voice to persuade a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man sitting opposite him.
