A total of 1,600 people participated in the unified examination in the nine districts, and each hundred people had one examination room. On the first day, the written examination was conducted. The examination was on the basic operation model of the chamber of commerce, regional division, industry guidelines, ethical standards, review direction and future development planning.
In the exam room of 100 people, Cen Wei happened to be in the same place as Du Ming, probably because the initials of their names were close to each other.
Du Mingli still looked like he was talking and laughing. When he turned over his mobile phone, he suddenly said beside Cen Wei: "There is no question bank for the exam in the nine districts. The simulation can only rely on the sharing of previous candidates on the Internet, but this should not be for you. What difficulty?"
Cen Wei's fingers loosened, and the phone that had been turned off slid into the plastic bag, he chuckled lightly, without even turning his face to look at Du Mingli: "My identity makes you so worried?"
Du Mingli squinted a little. Looking at the boy who was more than ten years younger than him in front of him, he felt an indescribable pressure.
But he was not affected by this pressure. Du Mingli pushed the new glasses prepared for the exam and sighed: "I really did not expect that the close relatives of the president of the third district would come to the nine districts."
The nine districts have high wages and good treatment. At the same time, it is also a lot of stress and it is not a good place for the rich second generation to retire.
He thought that Cen Wei would be much more comfortable going to the third district where his father was sheltering him.
Cen Wei pulled his lower lip and said sarcastically, "You came to District 9 with the purpose of stirring up the turbulence and promoting the clear, and you didn't even have any preparation for this?"
Du Mingli was silent.
After a long while, he laughed heartily: "You are right, there is no fair competition in society. I was naive to ask this question."
Cen Wei had already planned to get rid of Du Mingli to take the examination. Hearing this sentence, he again He stopped: "You think that you are a commoner and you will be able to pray for the people. With all due respect, people like you are more likely to get lost in the power that you have never experienced, because it is so delicious that you have never tastedit ."
The voice was clearly cold and clear, but it seemed like a magical sound that entered the ear, with a confusing ability, it seemed that at that moment, it really gained a delicious power.
Du Mingli restrained his smile, and the faint lines on the corners of his eyes also disappeared: "You underestimate me too, this is probably the arrogance of the superior."
Cen Wei: "Heh."
He was too lazy to discuss with Du Mingli in depth, and one handed Putting in his pockets, he walked to his seat in the second row.
After Cen Wei left, Du Mingli faintly felt heart palpitations.
Although he answered neither humble nor arrogant, but he couldn't help but ask himself, will one day really appreciate the power that he has never touched before, will he forget his original intention?
After thinking for a few minutes, Du Mingli shook his head and cleared his mind, feeling that he was really mediocre.
He was actually surrounded by a high school student, and instead questioned his self-control.
The test starts at 10:00 a.m. and lasts until 4:00 p.m. The Chinese and English test papers are distributed uniformly, with a half-hour break in the middle.
Indeed, as Du Mingli said, the written test questions were not difficult for Cen Wei.
Because he not only fully understands the operation mode of the chamber of commerce, but can even accurately predict the future development direction of the nine districts.
This is what he has actually experienced.
The long written test is very stamina, and in the huge test room, only the sound of the tip of the pen rubbing against the scroll surface and the sound of irritable breathing due to lack of clues are left.
At 12 noon, most of the candidates put down their pens, walked to their lockers one by one, took out their prepared lunches, returned to their seats, and chewed.
When most of the people started to eat, it was difficult for the rest to settle down even if they wanted to answer the questions, so they had to put down their pens and go eat.
Du Mingli didn't want to waste his energy. He cooperated with the crowd, brought the sandwiches he bought from the convenience store, and tore the wrapping paper to eat.
As soon as he took the first bite, he glanced from the corner of his eye and found that Cen Wei was not resting, but answered the paper unaffected. Judging by the frequency of his wrist shaking, he probably did not encounter any difficulties.
Du Mingli suddenly felt that the sandwich in his mouth was not so fragrant, and Cen Wei's concentration seemed to be stronger than his.
In the end, as expected by Du Mingli, Cen Wei was the first to submit the papers in the examination room, and the submission time was an hour earlier.
Even minus the lunch break, he was half an hour faster than everyone else.
This made Du Mingli judge that Cen Wei's planning was particularly strong, and his requirements for himself were extremely strict. He preferred to do his best to complete one thing, and then distribute his energy to other things.
In fact, Du Mingli appreciates this style of behavior, but he is too old to withstand Cen Wei's troubles.
Looking at Cen Wei's answering speed, he knew that his written test results would not be too bad.
Since he found out about Cen Wei's identity, Du Mingli didn't expect to surpass Cen Wei too much in the written test, his focus was on the physical fitness test.
He has a special physique since he was a child, and his talent is extraordinary. Even if he is a little older, his motor cells are more developed than those of young people.
Even Tang He said that if it was in the previous exams, he would have won the first place.
Tang He is very rigorous, and he won't draw conclusions about what hasn't happened, so he didn't make a pre-judgment for this exam.
But Du Mingli keenly understood the information revealed by Tang He, and he has the ability to win the first place.
Now that he knows that there is a great possibility, he will not allow himself to make the slightest mistake.
At the same time, in the cafe opposite the Economic and Cultural Activities Center.
Li Rong bit the ice cream scoop with his teeth, licked off the cold fresh milk with the tip of his tongue, and rolled it into his mouth.
He ate very casually, his eyes were always looking out the window, his eyelids didn't blink, only the arm resting on his chin shook occasionally.
Jian Fu couldn't sit still at all, and hurriedly lay on the glass: "I don't know how my brother's exam is going. This broken exam is still blocked, and even the mobile phone can't be used. It's just dehumanizing."
Li Rong turned his eyes, looked at Jian Fu, and said lazily:
"I'm afraid of leaking the question, just finished the test, if you have a good memory, you can mute the whole paper." You can be silent."
He fully developed his brain when he practiced abacus mental arithmetic, and his memory is indeed beyond ordinary people.
Li Rong raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened: "Then why don't you sign up?"
Jian Fu was inexplicable: "I don't want to enter the nine districts, what should I sign up for?"
Li Rong: "You keep the answer silent, and I'll find one for you. According to the number of test takers per year, 1,500 examinees will not lose a few hundred..."
Jian Fu was puzzled: "Why are you full of money in your head?"
Li Rong shook his head: "Tsk tsk, the prince of the first district really does. Don't eat the suffering of the world, if you make money by yourself, you will be full of money."
Jian Fu snorted coldly: "Come on, obviously you eat better than us, and you order the most expensive ice cream."
Li Undecided, he continued to hold his chin and looked out the window.
It turns out that waiting for someone is such a feeling.
I don't know what Cen Wei ate.
The physical fitness test in the nine districts lasted for two days.
The first day is the basic ability interview, including crisis management, emergency plan, foreign language and so on.
Candidates enter the interview room in order, complete all the tests and leave, and the interviewer will give the scores on the spot.
This is simply the comfort zone of Du Mingli, an old-fashioned fritter in the workplace. He knows how to deal with people and things.
After the half-hour exam, he got his report card, 9.5, only 0.5 to get a full score.
The interviewer even said to him with regret: "If you know a little more about the nine districts, you can get full marks."
However, Du Mingli has no regrets. Based on his knowledge of the results of previous candidates, 9:5 is already the first place for sure.
At least in this one, he can open a one-point gap with the vast majority of candidates.
After the exam, there are always some irritable candidates who like to exchange results while belittling themselves.
"I'm so nervous, seeing the examiner's brain is full of confusion."
"Me too! I don't even know what I said, my legs are shaking, and the interviewer in my exam room is very fierce.
" Are you the captain of the team under the ghost eye group?"
"It seems to be! The captain is worthy of being the captain. If you pass the test, you will have to work under them."
"Then how many points did you get in the test?"
"I'm only eight . Five points, how about you?"
"Uh... 8:5 is not quite high, aren't you nervous? I'm only seven points."
"Ah? Oh, it's fine, seven points are also very high, anyway, it will be tomorrow. If there is a chance, I will get more points tomorrow."
Du Mingli only thought they were naive, so he slowly drank water while putting on his coat. Probably because he was too relaxed, two people who claimed to be nervous and did not pass the exam carefully approached:
" Brother, how did you do in the exam?"
Du Mingli still felt that this title was too close, so he couldn't help frowning.
But the rejection was only fleeting, and he quickly put on a friendly and kind face: "I am, 9.5, it's okay."
He obviously couldn't believe that he got such a high score just by asking casually.
"Awesome! One point higher than me!" At 8:5, the examinee couldn't help but cast envious glances.
Although he said that he was nervous and his legs were shaking, he was actually quite satisfied with the results. Those words were just habitual modesty.
However, Du Mingli really made him feel sour. He didn't know how to chase the gap.
Du Mingli was not surprised by such a reaction, his score should have been envied by others.
Holding a disposable paper cup, he said gently, "I'm doing pretty well."
"More than that, this is the second-highest score we've asked!"
At eight-five, he nodded.
Du Mingli's expression changed when he heard the words, and his fingers couldn't help but deformed the paper cup.
"What did you say?"
The seven-point candidate Nunuzui gestured forward, "That one who is tall and young, got ten points! It's super awesome, he looks like ten years younger than me."
Ten points!
That's the perfect score for this project.
In the past years, the highest score was 9.5, and there has never been a full score of 10!
Du Mingli followed the eyes of the seven-point examinee and saw Cen Wei's back.
Cen Wei was taking out his mobile phone to look at it, and when he found that there was no signal at all, he even frowned in displeasure.
Du Mingli instantly felt his head swell, and his neck was sweating a little.
Cen Wei was able to get full marks. Could it be the secret operation of the president of the third district?
But if the nine districts had already been penetrated so thoroughly by the other districts, there would be no need for Cen Wei to come.
Could it be Cen Wei's real achievement?
How is it possible for a student who has just finished the college entrance examination!
Even if the family is more mature and understands the inside story of the chamber of commerce, but there is no real social experience, it is only on paper.
The interviewer's score is very strict, unless Cen Wei is impeccable.
When Du Mingli couldn't hold a smile for the first time, he frowned and looked at Cen Wei with puzzled eyes.
The seven-point examinee sensitively noticed that he was unhappy, and quickly comforted: "You are also very good. If it was in previous years, you would be the first."
Du Mingli was not comforted.
If it's previous years, what's the point of that?
Candidate at 8:5: "I think you have such a high score, you will definitely be able to enter the nine districts, congratulations in advance!"
Du Mingli deeply felt the powerlessness of communicating with people with different goals.
What he wants is not just to enter the ninth district, he wants to be the first, the position of the captain of the ghost eye team!
Fortunately, he was not a young boy who had just entered the society. After being anxious for a while, he reconciled.
It's only 0.5, so if you work hard in the fighting exam tomorrow, it is still possible to get it back.
The sky is completely dark.
After Cen Wei found that he couldn't contact Li Rong at all, he reluctantly put the phone in his pocket.
The moment he turned around when he descended the stairs, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Du Mingli with his fingers clenched in confusion.
Cen Wei calmly retracted his eyes, and gently pulled his lower lip when he walked down the stairs completely.
Someone must have already told Du Mingli about his achievements.
In any competition, pressure is the best weapon.
Stress can make people upset and play out of order. This is a very common psychological warfare. No matter how strong Du Mingli's mind is, he cannot be completely unaffected.
Time flies.
The fighting test on the third day is similar to a chess game. The players face off in pairs. After one side admits defeat, the winner can ring the bell, wait for the end of the round, and then face off in groups.
The reason why the nine districts listed the fighting test as one of the exams is because the members of the ghost eye group are likely to be dangerous in their daily work.
More and more companies are covered by the United Chamber of Commerce, and the industry norms set by them are becoming more and more detailed.
During the routine review of the Ghost Eye Team, they often encounter coercion and inducement. If they find a secret that violates the best interests of the company, they may be life-threatening.
Last year, seven members of the ghost eye group left the nine districts. According to the outside world, they resigned, but one of them died after falling from a building.
After careful investigation by the police, it was determined to be suicide, but the inside of the nine districts knew that he was investigating Meijiang Pharmaceuticals during his lifetime.
By the time the police gave the results, Meijiang Pharmaceutical had already cleaned up all the loopholes, and the Ghost Eye team could no longer find any clues if they intervened.
Now that the Sixth District Medical Industry Chamber of Commerce is facing a ban, after a few months of the process, the ghost eye group is no longer qualified to take care of Meijiang Pharmaceuticals.
Fighting tests test both skill and willpower.
The last two players are often exhausted and bruised all over their bodies. Whoever can grit their teeth and persevere will get the highest score.
The first person Cen Wei played against was a sports student who had just graduated from college.
The sports student is muscular and powerful. As soon as the supervisor shouted to start, he rushed towards Cen Wei.
Cen Wei dodged and slammed his elbow on the back of the sports student.
The opponent's fighting skills were obviously average, but he was stronger because he was strong and strong.
It was indeed a bit difficult to deal with, so much so that Cen Wei took ten moves before he pressed the opponent to the ground.
The other party struggled hard and found that he couldn't break free no matter what, and almost twisted his neck, so he had to admit defeat.
Cen Wei released him, took the wet towel from the supervisor's hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and rang the bell calmly.
The first round of entanglement was not short, so he started the second round without taking a long rest.
Fortunately, the level of the second round was even worse. He solved it easily and went to rest by ringing the bell.
Then came the third round, the fourth round...
Cen Wei is not a god, so it is impossible not to be injured at all.
In the fifth round, he could already feel the joints all over his body were sore and swollen, his arms and shoulder blades were accidentally hit by someone, and he was suffering from dull pain.
But this kind of pain is nothing to him, it's just that sweat drips wet his clothes and sticks to the wound, making him uncomfortable.
At the end of the fifth round, he didn't pay attention to the other's sharpened nails, and was slashed on the inside of his wrist by someone.
He wiped off the blood with iodophor and looked at the fine but deep scratches.
When the wound stopped bleeding, he shook his hand and walked to the next arena.
At six o'clock in the evening, the sky was getting darker, and the sun was scattered and falling, pulling the lingering dry tropical zone away from the earth.
Cen Wei's hair was wet and sticking to the side of his ears, and with a pair of deep and sharp eyes, he calmly looked at Du Mingli in front of him.
Du Mingli was already at the end of his streak, and he was able to get to the last match. He was completely supported by willpower. After all, he was in his thirties, and he had passed the best period of his body.
Du Mingli looked at Cen Wei and couldn't help laughing at himself.
It seems that the results in front of them are surprising and reasonable.
Why would he think that a person who did well in the first two exams would show his cowardice in the third?
Du Mingli rubbed the corners of his red and swollen lips, breathing a little messy.
Seeing that Cen Wei's breathing was still even, Du Mingli knew that if he worked hard, he would definitely lose to Cen Wei in the end.
He wanted to delay for some time, so he asked, "Have you ever thought about what you can do for the society after joining the Ghost Eye Group?"
"No." Cen Wei didn't hesitate for a second, turned his injured wrist, and replied to Du Mingli casually.
Du Mingli was stunned.
He thought that Cen Wei would always give him a high-sounding answer and a great long-term dream.
Although he wouldn't believe it, at least it was a normal person's reaction.
But Cen Wei didn't care at all, and simply said no.
Du Mingli felt that he should be angry, but he was so exhausted that he couldn't even get angry.
A person without ideals, how can he be stepped down and the sky will rise?
Du Mingli's smile was not good-looking: "You are really... direct."
Cen Wei sneered, ready to attack.
Before he shot, his tone was cold: "I never said that I am a good person."
He had no ambition to create peace for the world, nor did he have the kindness to save the world.
But so what.
He is selfish and only for one person.