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Max, showing no reaction at all to the chaos in the room, stood tall in front of the director’s desk and said calmly, “I came here to ask for one thing. Teach twenty of my men martial arts.” Frans stopped mid-yawn. His left eye opened fully, and his eyebrow arched high. He stared at Max for a few seconds before letting out a short laugh. “Finally! You finally give me a job I actually like.” He stood up and stretched, his joints cracking audibly. As he walked toward a mini-fridge and grabbed an energy drink can, Frans began speaking to Max without looking at him. “You know, bro, I’ve trained everyone from spoiled rich kids to elite unit soldiers. But none of them… are your people.” He chugged half the can in one go, then turned to look at Max. “You better tell them who I am. Otherwise, they’ll run away before the second training session.” Frans was a Level 1 Martial Arts Grandmaster officially recognized by the Morow State Martial Arts Federation. His certification was validated
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The long hallway of the Government Building was far behind him now. But Sandy’s heartbeat still hadn’t settled. He stood alone near the elevator, his fists slightly clenched. The rationality that had always been his wall of certainty… had just cracked. How did Max know what I was thinking? It wasn’t just a guess. His words earlier had been too precise. Too direct. They struck something even Sandy himself had never dared say aloud. "Was that just a coincidence?" he whispered, barely audible. **** Meanwhile, in the heart of Morow City, the Max Corp headquarters rose like a fortress of steel and glass. Its lobby was sleek and luxurious, but that afternoon, the atmosphere shifted the moment one figure walked through the front doors. Maxilian Knight. His steps were calm. His eyes straight ahead. The black suit he wore looked like a part of him, fused with the cold aura that seemed to drop the room’s temperature by two degrees. The young receptionist at the front desk,
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Max rose from his chair, turned his body, and looked at Zoza calmly. "She will go through a one month trial period," he said, his voice low but filled with authority. "If by the end of that time Lodder Corp is not cleansed of all illegal traces, and not ranked among the top five companies in Morow State, then she will be replaced." Zoza frowned. He could hardly believe what he had just heard. "One month? Boss, I’m sorry, but... that’s impossible." His voice was respectful, but full of concern. "Lodder Corp is currently ranked ninth. Jumping to the top five? In such a short time? And... she’s a woman. The underworld has never been kind to anyone, especially not to a new leader," Zoza continued. Max simply stared at Zoza. His eyes were sharp and calm, like a deep, bottomless lake. "Even James needed three years just to keep Lodder Corp in the top ten. And that was with money laundering, shadow networks, and dozens of fake project schemes," Zoza added. "If we go completely
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Lunch arrived. The private dining room on the top floor of the Morow State Government building was less crowded than usual. Under the warm glow of the chandeliers, three men sat around a round oak table, each with a lunch tray still full of food. Demian scooped some rice into his mouth, then roughly placed the spoon back on his plate. "Did you see earlier? The governor gave him an award like he was some kind of savior. Max is going too far." Comos nodded quickly. "And the funny thing is, he owns a private company! Does he think he can have two faces?" They looked at the third man, younger and dressed more simply but with a calm face. His name was Sandy. He was a law graduate from abroad, only 29 years old, but carried a wise aura that even older men respected. Demian leaned forward. "You are the smartest among us. Don’t tell me you agree with all this." Sandy sighed softly before answering. "In principle, yes, this is against the rules. Public officials should not control
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The main meeting room of the Morow State Government Building was crowded and full of authority that afternoon. Crystal chandeliers reflected light onto the long oak table facing the main stage. Media cameras were on, capturing important moments during the annual performance meeting agenda. The new Governor of Morow State, Gossa Soupa, stood at the podium, wearing a dark blue suit with a gold pin on the collar. His voice was deep and full of pressure, reflecting the authority he had carried since being inaugurated three months ago. "...and with this," Gossa said as he turned his gaze toward the front row, "I give the highest award to someone who has worked quietly all this time. Without him, Morow State would have collapsed years ago." All eyes followed his gaze to a man in a simple black suit, sitting upright without expression. Maxilian Knight. Gossa stepped down from the stage. The officials were silent. The governor walked straight to Max and handed him a hexagonal award
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That morning, the sky over Morow State was covered by a thin layer of clouds. The air wasn’t too warm yet, but the governor’s building was already alive with its usual activity. Max sat in his spacious, minimalist office, wearing a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. On his desk, there was only one document, an untouched cup of coffee, and a calm gaze that revealed nothing. There were two knocks at the door. “Come in,” he said quietly. Zoza stepped inside, still in his signature look dark leather jacket, worn-out jeans, and combat boots. His hair was a bit messy, but there was satisfaction on his face. He stopped right in front of Max’s desk. “It’s all done, Boss,” he reported. “Seraphina’s video went viral on every platform. All the gossip accounts that attacked you before are now praising you. The public trusts you again. Even the hashtag #MaxIsMorowState trended for three straight hours.” “Seraphina and Darrus have also been arrested by Chief Raul.” “Your n
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