"I'm saying I want to join the Hunter Association," Wen Wen repeated.
Lin Zheyuan's drooping mouth corners suddenly began to rise crazily. He had been waiting for Wen Wen to compromise for a long time.
"Quick, come to my office, let's get the contract signed," he said, anxiously.
Wen Wen smiled slightly at Jiao Xinlei, then swaggered after Lin Zheyuan to his office.
Lin Zheyuan had always wanted Wen Wen to join the Association, as he had been facing a shortage of manpower.
A city's allocation of a few superpower users was more than enough a decade or even a few years ago.
But in recent years, the connection between the Inner World and the real world had become increasingly tight, and the strength of various secret organizations had also steadily risen, so the Association had been under great pressure lately.
In such circumstances, talent was extremely precious.