My identity is becoming increasingly outrageous.

Chapter 40, the two hypnosis sessions are not counted in the mission.

Wang Hong and his companion arrived at the farm early and took their seats in the designated private room.

There were only the two of them at that moment.

As for when Mr. Wu will arrive, they don't know, and they can't ask.

Wang Hong sat in the room and, after thinking for a while, decided to hypnotize Xu Man first.

Erase the false memory in her mind that Wang Hong had made a great sacrifice.

He casually pulled out a hypnotic painting, said a few words to Xu Man, and snapped his fingers, easily getting her under control.

For Xu Man, this was a memory correction, so Wang Hong's hypnosis could be permanently effective.

After using hypnosis, Wang Hong immediately opened the attribute panel.

Upon closer inspection, it was clear that Xu Man, who had already undergone a second hypnosis, had not been included in the task progress calculation.

However, Wang Hong still increased his proficiency, which was quite good.

Xu Man's gaze towards Wang Hong changed immediately after her memory returned to normal.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Wang Hong, looking puzzled, asked in return, "What? What's going on?"

Just as Xu Man was about to speak, the door to the private room was opened.

The visitors were not General Manager Wu, but several young women dressed in flamboyant attire, heavy makeup, and revealing clothing.

Wang Hong and Xu Man immediately understood why they had come.

"Mr. Wu hasn't arrived yet?" The group came in but didn't see Mr. Wu, so they found seats and sat down.

Neither Wang Hong nor Xu Man spoke to them; they were from different worlds and neither had any intention of communicating.

The group of people then tacitly looked down at their phones.

After waiting for a good ten minutes, Mr. Wu finally arrived at the private room with his secretary.

Apart from Wang Hong, everyone else greeted General Manager Wu warmly.

But Mr. Wu's gaze fell on Wang Hong: "After dinner, let's go to the big private room next door for karaoke."

Wang Hong nodded: "Okay."

At this moment, Mr. Wu looks quite respectable and normal.

It just goes to show that you can't judge a book by its cover.

Ignoring all that, Wang Hong immediately picked up his chopsticks and began eating as soon as Mr. Wu started eating.

Just as he expected, the dishes served were indeed quite a few delicacies.

These are basically vegetables that shouldn't be found on a farm.

Wang Hong, whose appetite has recently increased, ate without any restraint, ignoring Xu Man's reminder to offer him a toast.

His purpose tonight was very simple: to get a free meal, get hypnotized, and then go home.

However, as the dinner was about to end, Wang Hong suddenly thought of something.

He raised a small glass of beer to Mr. Wu and said, "Mr. Wu, I'd like to toast you."

After clinking glasses, he downed his beer in one gulp.

He doesn't drink alcohol, but a small glass of beer shouldn't be a problem for him.

"Young man, you have a good appetite, haha." For some reason, General Manager Wu seemed to have a pretty good impression of Wang Hong.

After finishing his drink, Wang Hong asked General Manager Wu about someone, namely Chen Bowen's lousy boss.

In Wang Hong's view, although General Manager Wu is abnormal, he is indeed successful in business and has a wide network of connections, so asking him is a good choice.

"Ouyang Fang? Never heard of him. I don't know anyone below the general manager level." General Manager Wu replied without much thought.

Upon hearing this, Wang Hong felt somewhat helpless.

I never expected Chen Bowen's leadership level to be so low; he's not even in Mr. Wu's social circle!

Seeing this, Wang Hong had no choice but to give up.

As everyone moved to the large private room next door to sing karaoke, Wang Hong called out to General Manager Wu and his secretary again.

Amidst their puzzled and displeased gazes, Wang Hong hypnotized them in a location without surveillance cameras.

"I didn't go along with your quirks, but you still have a good impression of me."

After leaving those words, Wang Hong turned and left, disappearing into the night at the farm in no time.

Mr. Wu and his secretary didn't come to their senses until they returned to the private room.

"Hmm? Where's Brother Wang?" Mr. Wu asked, using Wang Hong's nickname as his first question.

"Huh? Where's my brother Hong? Why isn't he in the private room?" The secretary also addressed Wang Hong, who was several years younger than her, as "brother."

He then immediately called Wang Hong, only to realize that he had not kept Wang Hong's contact information.

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Wang Hong failed to get any information about Ouyang Fang through General Manager Wu, so he simply gave up trying.

Anyway, I'll just find an opportunity to hypnotize him next time we go out for a drinking party.

The reason for inquiring was to see if this Ouyang Fang was really the kind of person Chen Bowen described.

It wasn't that he didn't trust Chen Bowen, but rather that different perspectives could lead to completely different impressions of a person.

Chen Bowen, after all, always viewed things from the perspective of a subordinate, so naturally, there was a filter applied to him.

Wang Hong was afraid that there might be some misunderstanding.

But after thinking about it, I'll just observe in person next time there's a game.

Even if the perverted CEO Wu knew Ouyang Fang, he would definitely see him as a completely different person.

This was something Wang Hong had initially overlooked.

Wang Hong didn't go anywhere else; he went straight home after leaving the farm.

I got home by 8 p.m.

This surprised Wang Tianfeng and his wife: "Why are you back so quickly after going out for a social event?"

"It was just a meal; I didn't go to the second half of the game." Wang Hong drank a cup of hot tea to sober up after returning home.

A small glass of beer had already made his face slightly flushed.

People who don't drink alcohol are like this; they get flushed after just a little bit.

As a result, the tea that Wang Tianfeng drank was extremely strong. One sip and it was so bitter that he immediately put on a mask of pain.

After finishing his tea, he took a shower and then lay down on the bed to sleep.

Silent all night.

The next day, Wang Hong left home early in the morning. After arriving at the company a little after 8 o'clock, he took the house promotional leaflets to a nearby park to distribute them.

The flyer contained information about popular neighborhoods nearby, as well as his contact number and name.

When you first start in sales, you can only use some clumsy methods to expand your social circle.

His target audience is middle-aged and elderly people who bring their children or exercise in the park.

At this time, most office workers are already at work, so you're unlikely to run into them.

The middle-aged and elderly population is not only large in number, but also has a significant number of wealthy individuals.

By this age, most people have already achieved financial freedom or have saved up enough for retirement.

It's quite easy to develop effective customers.

Wang Hong couldn't develop clients at the boss level in a short period of time, so he could only target ordinary people first.

These people are the big players in the market.

It's just not that easy to close a deal.

"Hello, would you like to know more about the house?"

"Sir, would you be interested in taking a look at the new house?"

"Ma'am, the owner is in a hurry to sell this house, so we can offer a discount."

Wang Hong, with his thick skin, kept handing out flyers in the park.

Many middle-aged and elderly people, upon seeing his prosthetic leg, will at least accept his promotional leaflets, if not for anything else.

Whether or not they will continue to look for him is hard to say.

It was almost 10 a.m.

Wang Hong received a message from Chen Bowen.

"I've got a party tonight, and it's on me again. Want to come?"