Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 387 - 258: Security Company Recruitment (Double-Length)

Chapter 387: Chapter 258: Security Company Recruitment (Double-Length)

Guo Ju paused, "What’s that?"

"I’m not really sure, but you can ask Chen Jianhui. I’m quite curious myself too."

Guo Ju hesitated for a moment, "Alright, I’ll meet him tonight."

...

Gaodong Town, inside a residential home.

Qi Yun met the five sturdy men who dealt with Brother Xiong. They came from different places and had lived abroad with Duan Pingyu, maintaining good friendships.

Qi Yun sat on the rosewood sofa, raised his eyes to seriously examine the five men, and slowly began, "I’ve transferred the agreed fifty grand to your accounts."

"Thank you, boss." The men thanked in unison.

"I pay, you work; no need to thank me." Qi Yun waved his hand casually, "Now, sit down. I came today to discuss another matter."

The men sat on the chairs beside quietly awaiting more information.

"I plan to start a security company, and I would like to hire you for jobs in the future." Qi Yun tapped the armrest of the sofa with his finger, his gaze sweeping across their resolute faces, "You can negotiate the pay terms; I’ll try to accommodate your needs."

The room suddenly fell silent, with the men exchanging glances without immediate Reply.

After a few seconds of silence, the eldest-looking bearded man, his voice gruff, opened up first, "Boss, I’d like to ask, what kind of work will we be getting into?"

Instead of discussing terms, he started by asking about the work content, indicating caution.

"The work isn’t fixed, typically resolving certain hassles for me, but I won’t involve you in anything immoral." Qi Yun pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one, "There could occasionally be borderline tasks, but generally, the targets aren’t good people."

Puffing out a smoke ring, his eyes surveyed them, he further added, "You know Duan Pingyu works for me now. If you’re unsure, you can inquire with him."

Upon hearing this, they exchanged glances again.

The bearded man rubbed his rugged palm against his knee, contemplating, seemingly the decision-maker among them.

"Old Duan mentioned you before, said you conduct your affairs well." He hesitated, continued, "We used to work abroad, did all sorts of jobs, as long as they’re not immoral, we can handle it."

Qi Yun nodded, placing the cigarette case on the table, "I won’t shortchange you on pay, but expect some risk in this line."

The room fell silent again.

Suddenly, the bearded man snickered, "Boss, back in Zhongdong we protected oil pipelines, and when bullets whizzed by our scalps, we got just five hundred dollars a day. We’re not scared of danger."

Beside him, a crew-cut man rasped out, "As long as the pay’s right, danger’s nothing."

Though crude, they were people who’d risk their lives for money; it was what it was.

Qi Yun chuckled too, "Relax, since you’re working for me, I won’t put you in unnecessary danger."

"Let’s face the unfortunate: even if an accident occurs, I won’t abandon you."

The bearded man nodded earnestly, "Boss, we trust you."

Rather than believing Qi Yun, they trusted Duan Pingyu, with whom they’d once shared arms, and the fifty grand already in their accounts.

Previously, they might not earn so much in a year abroad, yet this job posed little risk, plus the boss had all connections smoothed out, leaving no one chasing them after completion.

"Alright, since everyone’s okay with it, let me task you." Qi Yun dropped the smile, briefing them, "I want you to head to London today..."

After the instructions were given, Qi Yun pointed at Chen Wei beside him, "Brother Wei leads this assignment. Everything needed will be prepared for you there, and departures arranged after finish."

Qi Yun hadn’t planned for Chen Wei’s involvement initially, but considering the shipment’s value, a trustworthy individual was crucial.

Even though these guys were buddies with Duan Pingyu, in significant interest, what feelings wouldn’t be abandoned?

Qi Yun didn’t essentially distrust them; it’s simply that trust is relative, built on time and experiences.

Currently, he couldn’t just hand over assets worth five billion without reservations.

"Anyone got questions?" Qi Yun scanned them.

Upon hearing, the men stood straighter, loudly affirming, "No problem!"

"Okay, get ready for departure shortly." Qi Yun nodded satisfied, turning to Chen Wei, patting his shoulder, "Don’t worry here, I’m back to Niao City tomorrow."

"Prioritize your safety; if impossible, abort, and I’ll figure alternatives."

Chen Wei nodded stoically without much speech.

...

Over an hour later, Qi Yun arrived at the newly opened antique shop by Lao Wai as directed by Shi Feng.

Located on a bustling street in Puxin District, tourists flowed through frequently.

As Lao Wai recounted, this hundred-square-foot shop alone cost annual rent equivalent to half a 760 car; hard to tell the exaggeration level within.

Qi Yun glanced up at the black ebony plaque hanging above the wooden door, engraved with three gilt-yellow characters: "Guanfu Hall."

Stepping in, the shelves were scattered with numerous porcelain antiques, Shi Feng and Lao Wai were deliberating over an ink-stone in the guest area.

Seeing Qi Yun enter, Lao Wai hurriedly stood to greet warmly, "Brother Qi is here."

Qi Yun smiled, scanning the place, "Haha, looks pretty decent."

Lao Wai rubbed his hands chuckling, "It’s alright, barely making a living."

"Lao Wai, excessive humility is showing off." Shi Feng turned with a remark, "Your shop’s decent; what’s mine then?"

"Hahaha." Lao Wai patted Qi Yun’s back, "Come, sit over here."

After seating, Shi Feng picked up the kettle to pour a cup for Qi Yun, "Is the affair handled?"

Qi Yun sipped, not answering directly, but instead staring at Shi Feng’s unsettling complexion, surprised, "What happened to you?"

Shi Feng smiled awkwardly, "Wasn’t I partying with your friend last night, indulged a bit too much."

Qi Yun smacked his lips, "You’re that weak now?"

"Minor issue." Shi Feng dismissively waved, tossing wolfberries into the teacup, "Recover with supplements."

Watching his scant locks left, Qi Yun sighed, "I’ll get something for you later."

"Maybe later, how’re your things going?" Shi Feng queried again.

"All done." Qi Yun replied before turning to Lao Wai, "Xiong Jun’s arrested by police, probably won’t get off easy; consider it revenge for you."

Lao Wai was startled, evidently unawares of Qi Yun’s clout in taking down Brother Xiong.

After a few seconds of silence, he opened his mouth with slight guilt, "This matter, I..."

Qi Yun guessed his intentions, raised a hand interrupting, "We’re all family; no need for excess words. You were dragged into this because of me."

"I plan flying back tomorrow, let’s find a place to have drinks tonight."

Seeing Qi Yun’s remarks, Lao Wai dropped lingering thoughts, gladly nodding, "Alright, I’ll arrange evening plans!"

...

Hong Kong Island, Central, outside East Asia Bank.

Inside a black van, two young men intensely watched the bank’s entrance.

Soon, a middle-aged man hurried out of the bank with a briefcase, followed closely by three muscular men wearing sunglasses.

One youth in the van noticed the scene, quickly pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

"The person’s out of the bank, carrying the case."

The other end promptly replied, "Follow him, act at Lantau Island!"