The Supreme Soldier in the City

John Smith sat across from James Brown. James was so formidable and dismissive towards him, which made John Smith feel that James might indeed be genuinely imposing. To make a film or a TV show, he needed to be on good terms with these wealthy bosses to pull in investments. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to manage it on his own.

First, with a modest smile, John Smith said, "Mr. Brown, forgive my boldness, I know some famous people in YODC City, but I have never met Mr. Brown before. May I ask what kind of business you are in?"

James Brown smiled lightly, "Then you’re mistaken, I’m not in business."

"Are you a government official then?"

James Brown’s smile grew broader, "That’s not it either."

"Then you are..." John Smith was already frowning. Nowadays, if you’re not an official or a businessman, you’re not considered a big shot.

James Brown lit a cigarette and said, "I’m just a regular employee."

Alice Brown and Jennifer Hog admired James Brown even more. Usually, those second-generation officials and rich kids can’t wait to let others know how important they are, how amazing they are. But only James Brown, despite being so capable, insisted on not letting people know. And it’s not that he was pretending to be a tiger by being a pig; he was truly calm and composed, not making a big deal out of his status.

Now that’s a real man!

At this point, John Smith’s face changed, but still suppressing his annoyance, he said, "Mr. Brown, may I know what important position you hold in your company?"

James Brown flicked some ashes off his cigarette and replied, "I’m just an ordinary department manager, not at all an important position."