Half an hour later, the art studio.
As the code was entered, the door opened, and Zhao Renjie immediately placed two bundles of hundred-yuan banknotes on the long table.
"Master, this is what that kid gave."
"Keep it if it's given to you."
This outcome had been anticipated by Leng Lingxiao, so he showed no surprise.
Yet Zhao Renjie was filled with anger.
He had no intention of taking the money and went straight to stand meticulously behind and to the right of Leng Lingxiao.
"You really plan on keeping that kid around?"
"Oh? Do you have objections?"
"He only mentioned his name, Lei Ziyi, and didn't even bring up the subject of code names. I reckon he doesn't plan to admit it."
"It doesn't matter, it's just a code name."
Leng Lingxiao glanced at his palette and noticed he was running low on green, so he added some more.
About this 'W' code name, he had heard of it six months ago, knowing it belonged to a rising star but hadn't expected him to be so formidable.
