"Mr. Xia."
After making the rounds of Security Group One, Xia Xu went to Security Group Two, where Zou Jin and Zhou Mingjie were.
The members of Security Group Two were all elite spies sent by various forces. He had therefore stationed them at another nearby training base under the pretext of onboarding training, having them patrol the surrounding properties alongside their daily training.
As soon as he arrived at the base, Zou Jin, who was organizing the daily training, immediately ordered everyone to stand at attention and jogged over to greet him.
Judging by their instant obedience, with even the martial arts enthusiast Zhou Mingjie cooperating without a word of protest, Zou Jin had clearly made good progress over the past few weeks as well.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Xia Xu casually tossed over the bottle of mineral water he had yet to drink.
"You're kidding, Mr. Xia. All I do is take everyone running. That's hardly hard work."
Zou Jin caught the mineral water, overwhelmed by the attention, before replying rather sheepishly.
He understood very well that he was different from the others in Group Two.
Back then, he had truly put his life on the line. Mr. Xia had paid him over a million just for that, and had also made thorough arrangements for his family, either directly or indirectly.
He had originally even prepared to sacrifice his life. He had considered that Mr. Xia might want him to undertake some desperate, dangerous task, and had mentally prepared himself to die or go to prison.
Instead, to his surprise, he had ended up with nothing more than an ordinary security supervisor position, taking people through training and patrols every day.
Not only was it highly paid and risk-free, but he also had a measure of authority