Seeing Wu Jie in a daze, Zhao Dong laughed.
"What are you spacing out for? Protecting the headquarters of the corporation is a significant and glorious responsibility. This is a great gig!"
Wu Jie chuckled in response.
"I firmly obey the arrangements of my superiors!"
"Off you go! Do a good job! It has great prospects!"
Exiting the room, Wu Jie headed to the storeroom to collect his gear.
Wide-brimmed hats, patrol uniforms, combat fatigues, leather boots, belts, batons, walkie-talkies...
After getting equipped, Wu Jie felt as if he had become someone else.
"Who would have thought that, brother, you'd look quite handsome in a security uniform!"
Standing before the mirror, Wu Jie turned from side to side to get a better look.
The Tang Family, a military household through and through, had designed the uniforms for their corporation's security, which were brimming with military style.
