Hearing this name, Murong Yan felt for the first time that her dad was absolutely joking, and joking with a straight face at that, which wasn't funny at all.
Yang Fan, this kid, just seventeen or eighteen years old, had a top-notch physical condition, not much different from those in their twenties. Even when she was several years older than him as a child, she was helpless against this guy, always ending up bullied.
She believed this little bastard could boast and flirt with girls, but she absolutely didn't believe he could be a bodyguard, especially not her father's so-called fail-safe choice.
"Dad, how could that be? He's just a kid." Between father and daughter, Murong Yan didn't hold back much, speaking her mind freely.
"Yan'er, listen to me, I'm not joking, I'm telling you very seriously that with Yang Fan by your side, I can be completely at ease, you won't run into any trouble. I'm your dad, would I joke about your personal safety? You saw what happened at noon today; if it wasn't for Yang Fan, the consequences would have been unimaginable. While he's looking for his senior sister, let him stay at the company to ensure your safety."
Murong Bo's words were filled with deep affection, causing Murong Yan to not doubt her father's words - it had always been like this over the years; she paused and said, "Dad, I understand."
Since his daughter responded this way, it wasn't just a perfunctory reply, and Murong Bo felt much more at ease.
After hanging up the phone, Murong Yan pondered her father's words. She too wanted to know if Yang Fan was really as formidable as her dad claimed. There would be plenty of time to find out in the future; she would keep him in Ming Guang Group as her dad said.
In the afternoon when she had time, Murong Yan called Yang Fan into her office and seriously said to him: "Yang Fan, your senior sister's matter is my matter too; don't worry about it, I've already tried my best to look for her. Considering that you saved me today, I'm offering you a job. You can't just loiter around the company all day, being a layabout - others will gossip. A person should still earn their own keep."
This was the most normal and human thing that Yang Fan had heard Murong Yan say since he came to the city. "Chubby girl, alright, say it, what job?"
Immediately, Murong Yan corrected what he had just said: "First, don't call me chubby girl. Whether in public or just the two of us, you must call me Director. Second, even though you have a job now, you're still my personal assistant, and the indenture agreement remains unchanged; you do whatever I tell you to."
"Alright, chubby gi... oh no, Director." Yang Fan nonchalantly responded. "But, Dir... Director, with my exceptional talent, I should at least be considered for a Vice President position in a group, or at the very least a department manager. I don't need too many people under me, just managing over a hundred would be fine..."
Murong Yan gave him a glare: "You're dreaming. Your job is to be a security guard."
"Security guard!" Yang Fan purposely made an exaggerated expression; she had also intentionally said so. He had just arrived in the city and was somewhat self-aware; aside from a bit of martial skill, he was clueless about everything else, and his education was only high school level. Naturally, the most ideal job for him was a security guard, and he fully supported this arrangement in his heart.
"Not satisfied?"
Yang Fan waved his hands hurriedly: "No... satisfied, very satisfied!"
And just like that, Yang Fan got his first job since arriving in Xinghai City, as a glorious... security guard!
Dai Qianqian took Yang Fan to the security department, where the manager Wu Guoxiong was leisurely watching TV and drinking tea. With the arrival of the Director's secretary, he naturally didn't dare to neglect her and quickly stood up, saying respectfully, "Secretary Dai, what brings you here?"
Having followed Murong Yan for many years and seen numerous important events and big shots from both political and business circles, the experienced Dai Qianqian didn't really care about the security department manager Wu Guoxiong, expressing herself in an official tone: "This person will be a new colleague in the security department from now on. Manager Wu, I leave him in your care."
Yang Fan stepped forward and extended his hand to Wu Guoxiong: "Manager Wu, I look forward to working with you."
As a person personally arranged by the Director, Wu Guoxiong naturally wanted to show respect, offering a warm handshake: "No problem."
Dai Qianqian had many tasks to handle and didn't stay long in the security department. Soon after leaving, she stood in the office holding Yang Fan's file, looking through various pieces of information, trying to find any ties between this kid and the Director. Unfortunately, she found nothing, no shared surnames or any other intimate relationships. Could this kid have some other back channel?
She called over one of her subordinates, a squad leader named Luo Feng, to bring Yang Fan his uniform and electric baton, as well as to familiarize him with other places that required a brief.
Wearing his uniform, electric baton in hand, Yang Fan saw his new self in the corridor's glass, looking somewhat respectable. He was quite pleased with his current outfit.
From the squad leader Luo Feng, he learned that Ming Guang Group's security department was quite large, with a total of twenty or thirty security guards. Daily work was simple: rotating duty at the main gate and important locations, and patrolling the various floors of the building. In case of emergencies, they were to respond immediately.
Actually, the day-to-day tasks were quite simple and not as complicated as Yang Fan had thought. He decided to settle down here temporarily. Used to the glitzy life of the big city, even if he found his senior sister, Yang Fan had no intention of returning to the mountains. The world of glitz and glam was where he belonged — beautiful women, mansions, and luxury cars were things he felt he deserved.
By chance, he saw again the two security guards he'd met the first time he came to the Ming Guang Group's building. There was a bit of awkwardness; back then, the Director's secretary had personally intervened and brought the kid inside, and they felt something was unusual about him. Sure enough, this person had really made it into Ming Guang Group as a security guard. He still looked like a kid, but his relationship with the Director seemed very solid. The two did all they could to butter up Yang Fan, who was still instinctively surprised by their warmth.
Of course, he wasn't a fool. With Murong Yan backing him up, each of these security guards was a smooth operator, naturally knowing what to do.
Yang Fan's first task was to patrol the building with a colleague named Wu Zhanjun.
Wu Zhanjun, in his twenties, looked very young. He had worked in Ming Guang for a year or two now, making him a veteran employee. He knew Ming Guang Group's building like the back of his hand and pointed out many things to Yang Fan along the way, as well as the layout of the entire building; of course, he also had a share of gossip - like which department's boss and subordinate were caught doing that sort of thing in the office, who was seen together with whom, and even more outrageous stuff like clashes between mistresses and wives, and love triangles.
Naturally, Wu Zhanjun also imparted some rather useful tips to Yang Fan, like which department had many beauties, their off hours, and the routes to take a glimpse of a bunch of sexy and beautiful career women passing by, a treat even just for the eyes.