Newcomer 160 comes out more

  If looks could kill, Liu Ziguang would have died a hundred times already. The twelve sharp gazes in the security room followed him with malice, as if they were about to spit fire. If it was an ordinary person, they would have been stared at until they felt uneasy all over. But Liu Ziguang was a thick-skinned guy who didn't care about the hostility of the former special forces and kickboxing champion, and he chatted with Little Jiang MM as if nothing had happened.

  "Old Cao, go downstairs and block his way. Beat this kid until he can't take care of himself. Let's see if he's still arrogant then." A security guard said angrily.

  "It's necessary, look at him, wearing a new suit and he doesn't even know his own surname, if I don't beat him up I'll be suffocated." Another security guard chimed in.

  Director Cao snubbed out the cigarette he had only taken two puffs of, crushing it in the ashtray as if he had beheaded Liu Ziguang. He then made a resolute decision: "Beating him would be letting him off easy, let's talk about this tomorrow and make him suffer some embarrassment, so he won't have the face to show up again."

  ……

  In the office, Li Ni was filing papers. Wei Zixuan quietly walked in and helped Li Ni refill her hot coffee, whispering: "The clothes fit perfectly, President Li has a great eye for this."

  Li Yan took off her glasses and smiled lightly: "That's good."

  "But those people from the Security Department seem quite unfriendly towards him. Shouldn't we... take care of him properly?" Wei Zixuan said hesitantly.

  "Take care of? Who takes care of whom?" Li Ni's eyebrows rose, and she put down her pen, saying: "No need to give him special treatment, just treat him as an ordinary employee."

  "Alright." Wei Zixuan retreated and softly closed the door.

  The neon lights outside flashed, the prosperity of Jiangbei City was all in sight, Li Ni left her desk, lit a cigarette at the floor-to-ceiling window, and stood with her hands clasped in front of her chest, lost in thought.

  She is a businesswoman, a strong woman, and knowing how to deal with people is her forte. For someone like Liu Ziguang who comes from a humble background, giving him appropriate help and support is the best way to take care of him. As for difficulties in his work and life, it's better to let him handle them himself. If he can't handle the difficulties from his colleagues, then he doesn't qualify to develop within the Zhicheng Group, at most he can only stay in the property subsidiary as a mid-level manager.

  ……

  The next morning at 5 o'clock, Liu Ziguo was woken up by his mother, who had prepared a basin of water for him to wash his face, toothbrush and toothpaste, and polished shoes were placed in front of the bed. Today is an important day for her son to follow the group leader on a business trip, and the old couple attaches great importance to it, discussing their son's future all night and not sleeping well due to excitement.

  5:20, Dad bought back soy milk and fried dough sticks. Mom also boiled four eggs, packed in a plastic bag, and insisted that her son carry them with him to eat when he was hungry. Watching his parents busy, Liu Ziguang seemed to have returned to his childhood. Every year, the school organized spring outings and tomb-sweeping for martyrs' graves, and his parents were also busy preparing for themselves.

  After washing up and having breakfast, Liu Ziguang put on the black suit he had received yesterday, stuffed four eggs into his pocket, and pushed his bicycle out of the door.

  "Call home when you arrive at your destination." Mom instructed.

  "Don't worry, it'll only take two or three days, I'll be back soon." Liu Ziguang mounted his bicycle and sped away.

  As I walked out of the alley, I saw a slender figure riding a bicycle in front of me. As I pedaled closer, it turned out to be my neighbor Xiao Xue, a high school student.

  "Good morning, Uncle." Xiaoxue discovered Liu Ziguo and greeted him with a red face.

  "You're up early too." Liu Ziguang chuckled and thought to himself, wondering why this little girl blushed so easily.

  Xiao Xue was very shy, so she deliberately slowed down to let Uncle Liu go first. Liu Ziguang smiled and said "Uncle is leaving first" before quickly walking away.

  Ten minutes later, at 5:50, Liu Ziguang arrived at the bottom of the Rich Plaza building, put his bicycle in the garage and went up to the 18th floor.

  Most of the staff have arrived, leaders are having the final coordination meeting, drivers are washing and checking cars in the garage, secretaries and assistants are busy sending files and some pull-up banners to be loaded downstairs, while security guards are idle, smoking in the security room.

  Liu Ziguang walked into the security room with an air of familiarity, pulled up a chair and sat down, and nonchalantly lit up a Zhongnanhai cigarette. The six bodyguards, who were all dressed in new attire, looked at Liu Ziguang's black suit and sneered. Today was a day for going out on a job, so why was he still wearing a suit? They were all dressed in the style of international mercenaries: 5.11 tactical pants, TAD shark skin soft shell jackets, OAKLEY boots, mud-colored 5.11 baseball caps, black sunglasses, and earpieces peeking out from under their collars - they looked as cool as could be.

  The security guards were laughing loudly, pulling out 555s, lighting them with ZIPPO, and carelessly blowing out smoke. Unintentionally, they opened their shirts, revealing ASP batons, pepper sprays, and tactical flashlights hanging from their tactical belts, showcasing their professional quality even more.

  Liu Ziguang's suit was quite fitted, but compared to others' 5.11, it was still somewhat inferior. However, he didn't feel the slightest bit of shame, and instead looked at several security guards with a mocking gaze.

  Yesterday, the guy who bragged about flying a fighter jet walked over, put his leg wearing 5.11 tactical pants on the table, and said to Liu Ziguang in a tone of teaching: "When going out on a mission, wear clothes for the mission, got it?"

  Liu Ziguang didn't say a word, and the others burst out laughing again. The former pilot shook his clothes and asked, "Do you know what brand this is? Do you know how much it costs?"

  "I know that those contractors who were hanged in Iraq all wore this, it's sold on Taobao, you can't get a pair of pants like this for less than 105 yuan." Liu Ziguang said seriously.

  The noses of the former pilots were all crooked, while the rest of the security guards burst out laughing, not only at their companion's embarrassment but also at Liu Ziguang's ignorance. Each of their uniforms was authentic, with a single soft-shell jacket costing over 2,000 yuan. A full set of uniforms would cost tens of thousands of yuan, which was no small amount.

  "No matter how high your kung fu is, you're still afraid of a kitchen knife. No matter how tall you stand, one brick can knock you down. Five or six people wearing uniforms don't even understand this basic principle, it's pitiful." Liu Ziguang shook his head and walked away, seemingly unwilling to associate with these people. The security guards' murmurs came to an abrupt halt, their faces pale with anger.

  The former pilot naturally thought that Liu Ziguo was mocking him, and in a fit of rage, he swung his fist at Liu Ziguo. As a black belt in karate, his punching speed was extremely fast, and his large fist brought a gust of wind towards Liu Ziguo's head. Just as a tragic scene was about to unfold, a sudden shout rang out: "Lei Meng!"

  His fist stopped just two centimeters from Liu Ziguang's face, the force of the wind blowing his hair up. The former pilot, named Lei Meng, sneered as he withdrew his fist and said to Director Cao, who had tried to stop him, "I was just scaring him."

  From start to finish, Liu Ziguo didn't budge an inch. After hearing Lei Meng's words, he just smiled and let it go. His parents had high expectations of him, so he didn't want to cause any trouble. However, if someone bullied him too much, he wouldn't hold back either. If Lei Meng's fist hadn't been withdrawn in time earlier, perhaps someone would be searching for their teeth on the ground by now.

  The head of the security department, Cao Dahua, unlike his subordinates, not only has well-developed limbs but also a bit of brains. From Liu Ziguang's new uniform yesterday, he guessed that this person had some background and might be a relative of one of the deputy generals. If things got out of hand, it would be hard to clean up the mess, so he stopped Lei Ming's violent action in time.

  A false alarm, the security guards continued to chat and laugh, praising Leiming's punching speed. Leiming lit a 555 cigarette, grinning from ear to ear: "This guy's face turned white with fear, I thought he had some skills, but it turns out he's such a coward, how boring." The crowd burst into laughter, treating Liu Ziguang sitting in the corner as if he were air.

  The intercom in the earpiece crackled with an announcement from the office, Director Cao stood up and clapped his hands shouting: "Comrades, let's go downstairs!"

  The security guards all walked out, and Cao Dahua only then took out a Motorola walkie-talkie from the drawer and threw it to Liu Ziguang: "The frequency is adjusted well, figure out how to use it yourself." After finishing, he put on his baseball cap and went downstairs.

  Take the elevator directly to the underground parking lot, a Toyota Land Cruiser, three black Audi A6s, and a black Buick GL8 are parked there, shining brightly. The security guards are standing around the Land Cruiser smoking and chatting, this is their work vehicle, while the Audis are for ordinary employees, and that GL8 is the leader's ride.

  The staff also came down one after another, all of them were men and women wearing professional suits, neat and tidy, indeed the elite troops selected by the group. Before long, they all boarded the bus, leaving only six security guards outside, who had to wait until all the vehicles were ready before getting on board.

  "Is it almost done?" Cao Dahua asked into the microphone: "Assistant Wei, I'll have Lei Ming follow the CEO's car."

  Wei Zi Xuan's reply came through the intercom: "Director Cao, this time it's different. Let Liu Zi Guang follow the chairman's car."

  Cao Dahua's face looked a bit unsightly, unexpectedly this kid's background is so strong, he can actually get close to the old boss, this bidding is a sure thing, just following along will be a great achievement, this kid really has good luck.

  "Lei Meng, you take the Land Cruiser, Liu Ziguang, you take the GL8!" Cao Dahua gave the order and jumped into the passenger seat of the Land Cruiser.

  His face changed with the thunder, usually on a business trip, it was his own car with Li Zong, serving as the first bodyguard. Now, he was actually robbed of the limelight by this newcomer, and for a moment, he even dared not to believe his ears. However, the gaze of his companions had already confirmed that this was true. Seeing Liu Zi Guang running towards GL8 and opening the car door to get in, Lei Meng's lungs were about to explode.

  "Damn it!" A foot full of anger kicked on the huge wheel of the Land Rover, and everyone in the car was shaken.

  ……

  Logically, the bodyguard should sit in the front passenger seat, but Liu Ziguang didn't have that awareness and directly opened the car door to sit in the back cabin. The GL8's reputation as a luxury sedan wasn't exaggerated - the genuine leather aviation seats were very comfortable, with a small LCD screen in front of him, and there was also a mini bar in the compartment that could provide chilled drinks and liquor. Liu Ziguang sat comfortably in his seat, turned his head to look at the person next to him, and politely said: "Hello."

  The woman sitting next to him was wearing a tailored professional outfit, turning her head to look out the window. Hearing Liu Ziguang's greeting, she turned around and took a look, and it was actually a familiar face.

  Isn't this the black silk stockings woman who abandoned her child? How did she end up at Zhicheng Group?

  Liu Ziguang didn't know that the person in the car was the group's boss, and thought it was just an ordinary staff member in the van, so he casually chatted: "Is that you? Working here?"

  "Yes, I work at Zhicheng."

  "This unit is quite cost-effective. I'm from the property management downstairs. This time I came up to help out. My name is Liu Ziguang."

  "It's been a long time coming, hello, Li Niang."

  As she spoke, Li Niangyin smiled and stretched out her right hand.

  "Where's the kid? In kindergarten?" Liu Ziguo held Li Xiang's soft little hand, chatting about family matters, and opened the small refrigerator to take out a can of Coke for Li, saying: "Come on, drink!"

  At this time, he didn't notice at all the shocked gaze of Wei Zixuan and two other secretary MM in the back seat.

  This guy is too bold, doesn't consider himself an outsider at all!