"The Imperial Factory indeed needs such talent!"
Upon hearing these words, Chen Yuan felt a sudden chill somewhere in his body, while Cao Zhengxian's adoptive son, Yang Yuanqing, looked upon Chen Yuan with even greater jealousy. For some reason, he simply couldn't stand Chen Yuan.
Noticing the reluctance in Chen Yuan's heart, Cao Zhengxian continued,
"The Imperial Factory does not require everyone to be celibate. You need not worry. Rest assured, as long as you are willing to join the Imperial Supervision Bureau, I, as the Supervisor, will surely make good use of you.
I won't let your talents go to waste."
Cao Zhengxian pinched his fingers in an orchid gesture and pointed at Chen Yuan with a smile.
Zhang Yantong let out a light snort,
"Supervisor Cao means to say that Chen Yuan has been buried in my Heavenly Patrol Bureau?"
