Chapter 8

Just a moment ago, Ye Shaofeng, who had been gesturing wildly, suddenly froze, his mind racing to think if he had said something wrong and revealed a flaw.

A bead of sweat, the size of a soybean, appeared on his forehead. Ye Shaofeng hesitated as he looked at the gun in Chang Fuguo's hand, thinking: The organization had written his resume flawlessly; it was impossible for Chang Fuguo to find any clues.

Moreover, there would definitely be public security personnel to assist him in creating this fake resume. Given Chang Fuguo's position as the boss of a criminal enterprise, it was impossible for him to penetrate the two layers of police and military security to obtain Ye Shaofeng's true identity.

Ye Shaofeng had a sudden idea and realized that this old fox was testing him. He continued to act, feigning extreme nervousness but also a willingness to die rather than yield.

Ye Shaofeng said, "Mr. Chang... While I did some shady things in the south, after returning to Luyang, I managed to evade the police. They were all minor offenses. If you want to bring me to justice for my past, you can send me to the police. Living like this is not worth it; I might as well go in and serve a few years. After that, I'll still be a good man!"

Chang Fuguo looked at Ye Shaofeng's defiant expression and suddenly laughed, placing the gun on the table and asking, "Hahaha, I didn't expect you to have a criminal record in the south. No wonder you have such good skills and only want to be a security guard here. It turns out you're afraid of the police catching you."

"Mr. Chang... I only committed minor offenses, like drug dealing and robbery. I never did anything major. If you don't send me to the police, you'll be my savior. I'm willing to work for you like a slave," Ye Shaofeng said nervously.

"I don't plan to send you to the police. I like talented people. Although you know nothing, you have good skills, and I want to keep you by my side. As long as you work hard for me, the police won't dare touch you. You said you have good skills, right? That you can take on seven or eight thugs with knives, didn't you?" Chang Fuguo asked.

Ye Shaofeng nodded vigorously and said, "Mr. Chang, as long as you protect me, I'll be your bodyguard and your weapon."

"Blocking knives isn't enough. Are you willing to block bullets for me?" Chang Fuguo said, glancing at his gun.

"Block bullets? As long as you trust me, I'm willing to die for you! I have no family or friends in this world. Whoever treats me well is my family. As long as you trust me and treat me as one of your own, I'll do anything for you!" Ye Shaofeng said.

"Good. I've been in the underworld for many years, and I've never misjudged a person. From your words, I can tell you're a real man, a man of honor and loyalty. I like people like you. Come, let's have a drink. From today on, you're my man!" Chang Fuguo raised his glass, which was half full of Wuliangye.

"Mr. Chang, this isn't good. The security department has a rule that we can't drink during work hours... I... I'll have tea instead..."

"It seems you're quite rule-abiding. That's good. Another point in your favor. Being my bodyguard requires principles and discipline. However, you can break this rule today. Rules are set, but I am above them. If I tell you to drink, you must drink. Come, no more talk, let's drink!" Chang Fuguo raised his glass and drank it in one gulp. After finishing the drink, Chang Fuguo wondered why he was drinking with a lowly security guard. Could it be that he really had a connection with this guard?

Ye Shaofeng also grabbed a glass, tilted his head back, and drank the half glass of Wuliangye without leaving a drop. During his time in the Dragon Group, Ye Shaofeng had trained to drink large amounts of alcohol, mixing red, white, and beer, and still maintaining his alertness and agility. This half glass of Wuliangye was nothing to him.

After finishing lunch with Chang Fuguo, Ye Shaofeng was ordered to go back and rest. From then on, he wouldn't have to stand guard and wouldn't be under the security department's jurisdiction. He would only follow Chang Fuguo's orders, doing whatever Chang Fuguo told him to do.

Ye Shaofeng pretended to be drunk and staggered out of the restaurant. Watching Ye Shaofeng walk as if he were on cotton, Lin Zhiya's eyes were filled with disdain for this man.

"Mr. Chang, what's so good about this guy? Why do you want him to be your bodyguard? Don't you have Xiang Wenqiang, a former U.S. Marine, as your bodyguard?"

Chang Fuguo chuckled and wrapped his arm around Lin Zhiya's slender waist, his fingers reaching under her blouse and touching her freely.

"What? Is this simple-minded man not good enough?" Chang Fuguo asked.

"He's a country bumpkin. His speech and actions are so crude. This kind of brute isn't suitable for a high-level position in our company," Lin Zhiya said.

"I need this kind of country bumpkin. Give him a little benefit, and he'll work for us. Moreover, you've seen his skills. He's a one-in-a-million expert. Even Ah Qiang was amazed," Chang Fuguo said.

"Then... I don't want to see this country bumpkin every day. Just looking at him makes me feel sick," Lin Zhiya said.

"You'll have to bear with it. In the future, you'll need to win this man's heart. We'll give him some money and use your charm to attract him, making him completely under our control. In the future, he'll be my shield, my bulletproof vest, and my scapegoat!"

"Want me to win this man's heart again? What will you give me if I do?"

"Benefits? Want a house? A car? Just tell me."

"I don't want a house or a car. I want you! When are you going to divorce your wife and marry me?" Lin Zhiya asked coyly.

Chang Fuguo looked at Lin Zhiya, his smile fading. "Since you chose to be my mistress, you'll be a mistress for life. I won't break up my family for you. I can give you money, a house, a car, but I won't leave my wife. You've misjudged me and chosen the wrong person."

"I knew you'd say that. Alright, alright, I was just joking. Don't look so serious. Come, smile, smile, and I'll give you a treat..."

"You little vixen, any man who sees your 'little bunnies' would drool. Let me help you rub them and make them even bigger, so you can attract more men..."