Arrival

At a certain military base, four burly men in casual clothes stood in a straight line, staring straight ahead.

Yuan Jingsong looked at his four subordinates with satisfaction. They had originally had two months left before discharge, but for this mission, they had been specially approved for early discharge.

"Who the hell are you putting on those cold faces for, huh?"

"I'm telling you, just to secure these four cushy positions for you, Old Yuan nearly had his face rubbed into the ground by other people!"

"And you guys have the nerve to be unwilling!"

"She's a bona fide genius scientist. She said the benefits would be excellent."

"Do you know what excellent benefits means?"

With a smack, Yuan Jingsong slapped the desk.

"She made a billion yuan in ten seconds! A whole billion!"

"Once you get there, things like social insurance and housing funds will be pocket change."

Seeing that the four men remained unmoved, Yuan Jingsong looked helpless.

"I'm telling you, this opportunity is really hard to come by. Why didn't I give it to someone else, but gave it to the four of you? This isn't just recognition of your abilities, it's also me looking after you. Have you thought about it? If you wait another two months before being discharged, what will you do afterward? Become factory security guards? Or deliver takeout?"

"Even if you won't think about yourselves, you should think about your families."

The four men standing ramrod straight finally showed some emotional reaction.

Seeing that his persuasion had worked, Yuan Jingsong brought out his ultimate trump card!

Yuan Jingsong yanked the red cloth off the desk. Beneath it was a dark tray holding four pistols, along with ten rounds of ammunition for each!

At that sight, although the four men did not move, their pupils clearly contracted.

Service pistols!!!

This time, Yuan Jingsong stood up with a solemn expression and shouted at the four men, "Can you do it?!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

The four shouted in unison.

"I'm telling you, even though you've been discharged, you're still soldiers. If anything happens while you're protecting the target, even if you die, the target cannot die!"

Yuan Jingsong glared. "Understand?!"

"Understood!"

"Very good. Issue the weapons!"

As soon as Yuan Jingsong finished speaking, the four men lunged for their weapons like people scrambling for vegetables at a market, quickly taking their own guns and carefully stroking them.

"Get lost! Grab your luggage and board the plane immediately."

"Hehe, Squad Leader, love you, mwah!"

Yuan Jingsong felt sick at the sight of them acting like that.

"Get out, get out, get out!"

"Got it, Squad Leader."

"Wait, come back here!"

Zhou Song and the other three had just stepped out the door when Yuan Jingsong called them back.

"What is it, Squad Leader? Don't tell me you're regretting it."

Looking at these four shameless bastards, Yuan Jingsong wondered why he had never noticed it before.

"Take this to your boss." With that, Yuan Jingsong tossed a stainless-steel plaque to Zhou Song, the leader of the four.

Watching the object fly toward him, Zhou Song reached out and caught it directly.

The four glanced at the stainless-steel plaque. Good lord, four large red characters were written on it: "Military Unit." In the lower right corner was today's date in small red print, while a serial number sat in the upper left.

Then Yuan Jingsong sneered.

"Take it and get out of here. Your boss will be meeting a lot of people tomorrow. If you screw up the security, be careful, or my old man will come looking for trouble with you himself."

At the mention of the old man, Zhou Song and the others' expressions changed. They snatched up the stainless-steel plaque and sprinted toward the airport.

Watching the four disappear, Yuan Jingsong sighed.

"As your squad leader, this is all I can do for you. Not every discharged soldier gets to be as lucky as you."

Shaking his head, Yuan Jingsong turned off the office lights as well.

Time to sleep!

The next day, Li Zhou had just gotten up and was standing in front of his courtyard with his head lowered as he brushed his teeth when he heard the screech of sudden brakes.

Then... while Li Zhou stood there dumbfounded, four bald, muscular men got out of the car, dragging four large black suitcases behind them.

After dropping off the four men, the car made a U-turn in Li Zhou's yard and drove away.

Li Zhou slowly brushed his teeth, one stroke at a time, staring wide-eyed at the four men.

Zhou Song took out a photograph, compared it with the young man before him, then put it away.

"Hello, Boss!"

"Hello, Boss!"

"Hello, Boss!"

"Hello, Boss!"

The moment he saw the four bald men, Li Zhou had roughly guessed what was going on. He just had not expected Old Yuan's efficiency to be so high.

Li Zhou nodded to the four, then took a sip of water and rinsed his mouth.

"Have you eaten? I didn't expect Old Yuan to be so efficient. You got here this quickly."

At that moment, Li Zhou's father and mother, having heard the commotion, came out as well.

Seeing his mother, Li Zhou introduced the four men.

"Mom, these four are retired special forces soldiers, the really formidable kind. They'll be stationed at our home from now on."

"Right, I still don't know your names."

"Zhou Song."

"Tang Bao."

"Xiao Zhu."

"Pan Jie."

Looking at the four sturdy bald men, Li Zhou's mother pulled him aside and asked quietly.

"Son, what's going on? Why didn't your father and I hear anything about this?"

Li Zhou glanced at Zhou Song and the others. "Mom, what your son has developed is too astonishing. There are some things we have to guard against. Besides, our family has so much money, so it's only natural to hire a few people for protection."

Even so, Li Zhou's mother still looked full of worry.

"Mom, don't worry. Your son has the country backing him!"

After reassuringly patting his mother's hand, Li Zhou walked over to the four men.

"Did Yuan Jingsong have you bring anything? Like a plaque or something?"

As he spoke, Li Zhou made a rectangular gesture with his hands.

Although Zhou Song and the other three twitched uncontrollably at Li Zhou calling their squad leader "that guy,"

Zhou Song still opened his carry-on suitcase and took out a stainless-steel plaque.

"Boss, the commander asked us to bring this."

Seeing the plain, simple, yet classy stainless steel, Li Zhou grinned so widely that the corners of his mouth nearly split.

"Not bad, not bad. Mom, look, we've got connections."

Sure enough, after Li Zhou's parents saw the simple plaque, their smiles grew much broader.

"Come on, Old Zhou, while it's still fresh, hurry up and hang it!"

Li Zhou's father agreed it made sense and hurriedly found a hammer and some nails.

"A little more to the right..."

"A little higher. When people come over, they should see it as soon as they look up."

"Hey! Don't move! Right there."

After Zhou Song and the others secured the plaque, Li Zhou nodded in satisfaction.

Now this had meaning. Put it to the right of the front gate, and anyone entering would see the stainless-steel plaque.

With this thing around, no matter who came in the future, they would have to lose three parts of their swagger!