"Save them?"
Ragib was wearing a tight black suit and black boots. He looked like a capable and brave retired soldier.
He bit a piece of candy in an unruly manner, put his hands around the desk of Chairman of their company, and asked Director Zack calmly, "I don't understand. How can I save you?"
Chairman Zack was stunned and quickly shook his head. "No, no, no. You are protecting me, protecting me. Ragib, you are a major general..."
"And." Ragib looked at his hand that was eagerly holding it. "I'm not a major general now."
He remembered that Ragib had retired.
Chairman Zack was stunned again. He let go of his hand and quickly changed his words. "Oh, Ragib, I came here to ask you for help. In the past, we met several times at the banquet, drank a few cups of wine, and talked a few days. You have to look at me and take some people to protect me well. Otherwise, I will die. The other three people are all dead, and even the from Country R couldn't escape..."
