Hearing the man graciously offer such a high monthly salary, Yi Chen was a bit overwhelmed and immediately responded, "Enough! Enough!"
From ordinary boxing matches, he had to work hard for ten rounds to not even earn that much money; now, just by comfortably sitting in the security room, he could receive one hundred thousand yuan. What more could he possibly want?
"Don't agree so quickly; a high salary means great responsibilities. Honestly, I have some issues with Xiao Dao's group. They came to my company today, caused severe damage, and even involved innocent employees in their injury; therefore, I need a capable person to help me protect my company." Lin Yifan clearly explained his reason.
"Benefactor! They're causing trouble; why didn't you take action and teach them a lesson? Weren't you at the company?" Yi Chen asked, puzzled.
If Lin Yifan, who was at a higher realm than him, couldn't handle them, what was the use of him going there?
