After dealing with the last fetters and completely separating the relationship, this matter has completely turned around.
The next three days were quiet.
Started to deal with various matters again.
Minamoto Yorimitsu sat on the bank of the Kibune River, looking at the sparkling water. The sunlight reflected the golden light, and a comfortable warmth flowed between his skin.
Surrounded by red and green cedar trees, occasionally a few carps leaped up, flapping playfully and gracefully.
Although the weather in autumn is dry, in the early days of winter, if the temperature is just right, it will be very comfortable, and the midday breeze is cool but not biting.
A burly figure approached and stood silently beside him. It was Yongshanying who didn't like to talk much.
"Mr. Yuan, Mr. Xiangyu has left, shall we go?" Yong Shanying lowered his head and asked in a muffled voice.
"Sit down for a while."
Minamoto Yorimitsu narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the warmth on his body, and said: "Nagayama-san, please take a seat. Don't be too reserved when there are no outsiders."
When we were talking about things just now, we specially set up awnings and chairs beside the Kibune River. Now that Mr. Aiba has left, only the two of them are left.
Even with my eyes closed.
In the dark red in front of you under the sun, it does not prevent the simulator from appearing and the writing in the prompt box.
[The Sin of Greed (Medium): Greed stems from the desire to possess more than what is needed]
[The crime of rage (medium): rage stems from excessive discrimination, warning and harm to others]
[The sin of jealousy (serious): Jealousy stems from the excessive pursuit of what other people have]
[Congratulations on winning the award: Patek Philippe Minute Repeater Tourbillon Perpetual Calendar Men's Watch 6002G—010]
[Congratulations on receiving the reward: Abrams M1A2 main battle tank]
[Congratulations on receiving the award: 10% shares of Kyocera Corporation]
Come and hate me, all the bad girls!
Hate me to death.
It will only make me richer!
In addition to the title of carrying guns and helicopters, Minamoto Yorimitsu has another one. He is honored to be a man who can carry a tank with him.
And what surprised him most.
It was the sin of jealousy that reached a serious level that I got from Kamiya Aiko.
Yorimitsu, the famous name of Kyocera, also heard about it.
This is not what is called porcelain making.
Instead, we use precision ceramic technology to produce semiconductor parts, electronic component parts, information and communication parts, automotive industry parts, etc.
All involved are high-end technical instruments.
As the most influential industry, the electronic components industry is a symbol in Kyoto, with the five giants in Kyoto accounting for most of the market share.
Even though most of the consortiums are in Tokyo or Osaka, the industry in Kyoto cannot be underestimated.
The electronic components industry with Kyoto as its core is very important in the international supply chain, which is why Kyoto is full of electronics industries.
After all, even the shares he drew for the first time.
It is also a company related to electronic components.
But it pales in comparison to a behemoth like Kyocera, and its size and influence may not even be able to touch the edge of its shadow.
Yuan Laiguang has been quite busy these three days.
I was transitioning my shares in Kyocera and attending meetings. In addition, I also went to Patek Philippe's Kyoto store to pick up the watch I got this time.
Mr. Aiba just now is the person in charge of handling the handover procedures with Kyocera Corporation, and he is also an executive director of the board of directors.
"Why don't you sit down, Nagayama-san?"
Minamoto Noraimitsu's mind calmed down, he opened and closed his eyes slightly, and when he caught a glimpse of the strong man standing next to him like an iron tower, he couldn't help but stand up and asked with a smile.
"Mr. Yuan, there is a difference between superiority and inferiority. I'm sorry."
Yong Shanying apologized expressionlessly, then took out a document bag from his side and handed it over with both hands: "This is the registration and identification information you want."
Seeing this, Minamoto Yorimitsu reached out and took it.
Then I casually browsed through it, and it recorded the specific floor area and the real estate certification procedures of the district office. Other than that, there wasn't much else.
This is Sakichu Kodou's house in his hometown.
The last thing Minamoto Yorimitsu asked Nagayama Hide and Furujo Maki to do was to buy back the real estate. The specific process was not troublesome, and it was certainly easy to pay a ten-point premium.
This is the charm of money.
However, this property is in his own name, and he will transfer it to Sakichu Kodou later. However, given the latter's character, how to transfer it back is still a problem.
And judging from recent performance...
Do you still have a deterrent effect on that child?
"You take it first and put it in the car later."
Minamoto Yorimitsu handed it back again, but when he raised his head, he saw the hesitation on Nagayama-san's face, which seemed to be unspeakable. He pondered for a moment and then asked: "Nagayama-san seems to have something to say?"
As soon as he finished saying this, he could feel the hesitation on Yong Shanying's dark face getting darker.
It's like I'm holding something back and can't say anything.
But he didn't want to hide himself, so his face was stiffer than usual, and his whole person looked abnormal.
After a long silence, Yong Shanying lowered his head and said in a low voice: "It seems that someone is following us recently."
Is someone following me lately?
Minamoto norimitsu's eyes showed surprise.
But he didn't panic too much, nor did he ask how he was doing now. He just sat upright in the chair and asked calmly: "How did you find out?"
Yong Shanying hesitated after hearing this, but there was no surprise on his face. He seemed to have known that he would ask this question for a long time. After a moment of silence, he said:
"I have worked in a special profession abroad for a period of time before, and I am quite sensitive to this aspect, but I still confirmed it repeatedly within the past three days before I was sure."
"Special occupation?" Minamoto Yorimitsu tapped the armrest of the seat with his fingers and asked, "Is that what I thought?"
His tone didn't mean anything special.
In fact, he has been a little curious about this man since he first came into contact with Yong Shanying. Mainly because he has had more contacts recently, and he has begun to discover more.
Being taciturn can also be said to be a character.
He has a tall and strong body, and it can be said that he loves fitness.
But the calluses on his fingers and jaws, the bullet-like wounds on his chest, and his arms that rarely swing when walking are obviously not what ordinary drivers should have.
That's why Yorimitsu Minamoto asked this question.
And Yong Shanying's next answer also confirmed his guess, and there was indeed not much difference.
"I served in the Foreign Legion." Yong Shanying looked serious and explained in a rare way: "I am a non-staff member of a formal organization, not an illegal organization."
"Formally organized Foreign Legion..."
A look of surprise flashed in Minamoto norimitsu's eyes.
The so-called Foreign Legion is a regular army force composed of foreign volunteers created by some countries. Its weapons and equipment are no different from those of the regular army.
There are also many main responsibilities. In addition to war activities, they also include aid activities and suppressing riots. In short, they go to fight wherever they are needed.
It is one of the few formal organizations in modern society that can actually often see blood or participate in battles.
As for the so-called volunteers...
Of course everyone would volunteer if the salary was high enough.
Moreover, when joining the Foreign Legion, you can also conceal your nationality and name, even if you assume a fake name or change your name.
It can be said to be a hodgepodge.
In such a mixed place, the danger of performing tasks is very high, and you might die one day.
No one wants to go there not for the money.
It makes sense why Yong Shanying in front of him has a temperament of licking blood from the edge of a knife.
"In this case, why did Yongshan-san choose to apply for a driver job? I remember that the annual salary of a bodyguard is higher than this, and it is just right to retire from abroad and find this job."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't ask about the following, but instead picked up the tea cup and asked in a curious tone.
"I am married."
Yong Shanying replied in a muffled voice.
Minamoto Noraimitsu thought for a moment, and then asked with great interest: "Are Nagayama-san afraid of any danger?"
I am unwilling to engage in dangerous work after getting married.
If you think this way, you are responsible for your family.
But if you work as a bodyguard in this place.
Hostages should be more dangerous than bodyguards, right?
After all, something happened a while ago, the people being protected were all dead, and the bodyguards were still staring with big eyes.
"I'm afraid I won't have time to spend with my wife and children."
Yong Shanying couldn't help but hesitate, his eyes showed rare tenderness, and he lowered his head to hide his emotions.
"It really makes me envious."
"Actually, it's because Kyoto rarely recruits bodyguards who have served in the Foreign Legion, and if you go to Tokyo, you will rarely have time to reunite with your family."
“Is Kyoto xenophobic in this regard?”
"Some will train them from an early age, and there are also many families that have invested in security companies and directly select them from within."
Kyoto is really xenophobic.
Originally, Lai Guang thought this place was traditional, but he didn't expect that even the bodyguards were selected so strictly.
But when I think about it, I feel relieved.
After all, it is about personal safety. It is normal for selfish people to do this. Except for those who have been trained since childhood, it is also reasonable to invest in a security club.
I feel more at ease if I choose someone myself.
But when it came to the Foreign Legion, Minamoto no Yorimitsu was still very interested, so he asked again:
"By the way, Yongshan-san must have seen blood, right?"
Yong Shanying nodded when he heard the words, with a look of thought on his face, and after a moment he said in a deep voice: "Seventeen people."
"Then you've never failed?"
This number already surprised him. Even the Special Investigation Section of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Headquarters might not have experienced this in five years of service.
However, after hearing Minamoto Yorimitsu's question, even Nagayama Hide's face showed suspicion, and his face twitched as he asked:
"You really asked this question... If I had failed... Mr. Yuan, would you still be able to see me?"
"...this..."
Minamoto Yorimitsu was slightly startled when he heard this.
He reacted randomly.
He laughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, while Nagayama Hide looked at him with helpless eyes, until Minamoto no Yorimitsu changed the subject and suddenly asked again:
"Do you have any similar friends, Yongshan-san? I'm actually quite curious about your career. What kind of work will you do after you come back from abroad?"
"There are several coaches who work in security companies and are specifically responsible for project training. In fact, their salaries are relatively poor, but they can only do this because of their age."
"Is it because of hidden injuries?"
Minamoto Noraimitsu pondered for a moment and asked.
"Everyone will be baptized by bullets."
Yong Shanying rarely straightened his back.
Of course, those who have experienced war and those who have not experienced war are two different concepts. This is a natural psychological change, similar to a senior class looking at a junior class.
Moreover, Yorimitsu Minamoto had seen it before.
There are indeed many scars on the other party's body, even bullet marks. The experience must have been very dangerous and left very unforgettable memories.
Only this time I mentioned tracking.
But it reminded him of a problem again.
"Since Yongshan-san has channels and is from an official security company, I would like to ask Yongshan-san to hire some experienced bodyguards."
Minamoto Yorimitsu suddenly spoke up.
Yong Shanying was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then asked tentatively: "Mr. Yuan, what do you mean..."
"I have several friends who need care. It's best not to have direct contact with them. My job is to protect them secretly every day."
Minamoto Yorimitsu explained directly.
I also have relatives. Although this security force is not necessarily very effective, it is similar to the previous health products. It is always a psychological comfort.
And it can indeed solve some minor problems.
It's just spending some money.
Things that can be solved with money are not big things.
This time I remembered and made arrangements.
It's just that this kind of request is more troublesome than normal if it's not revealed in front of others, so Minamoto Yorimitsu doesn't plan to require age, as long as the experience is rich enough.
Minamoto Noraimitsu saw the trace of worry in Nagayama Hide's eyes next to him, and knew what he was thinking. He was just afraid of doing something bad, so he said directly:
"Of course it doesn't involve privacy, and it doesn't have any special purpose. It was Yongshan-san who just said that someone was following us, which made me alert to this."
"Do you have any additional requirements?"
Hearing this, Nagayama Hide was relieved. As his current employer, Minamoto Yorimitsu would really find it difficult to refuse if he was really asked to do something. After all, he is the one who pays the salary, so he always has to keep his head down.
"No age limit, formal channels." Minamoto Noraimitsu said with a smile, "I'll leave it to you to handle this matter."
"I understand." Yong Shanying nodded.
"I will send you the information of the person being cared for after I return. In addition, the contract will be sent to the ancient city of Sangna, and the salary will be based on the normal market price of a private bodyguard."
"I will contact Gu Cheng Sang."
"Since Yongshan-san is capable, why not take over my safety as a part-time driver and bodyguard."
Minamoto Yorimitsu spoke out again.
"...This..." Yong Shanying hesitated again.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu was very patient and just stood up from the chair, patted his shoulder and said:
"I don't need you normally. I also have some means for safety, so I can accompany you at normal times."
"After all, we are just trading. It's like being followed today. In fact, according to Yongshan-san, it's okay if you know it and don't tell it. After all, you are only responsible for driving."
"I personally have no objection to this, but now I just remembered that I would exchange benefits for you for this vigilance. Of course Yongshan-san has the right to refuse."
Although I don't know much about fighting skills.
Kendo has only been mastered by Iai.
But if you have a gun with you, you won’t be in a hurry wherever you go.
In fact, in today's society, if there is really a firearm attack, no matter how many bodyguards there are, it will be difficult to protect them. It is better to protect yourself.
Moreover, although Minamoto Yorimitsu holds shares, he has never interfered in the running of various clubs, has never fought for power and profit, and few people have shown hostility to him.
Even if you use the principle of holding a jade, it will be a crime.
He deliberately did not explain the source of his shares to others, which may have scared many people, and the more senior people are, the more careful they will be.
He is also considered to have the ability to protect himself.
After hearing this, Nagayama Hide's eyes also moved. He knew that Minamoto no Yorimitsu was telling the truth. The latter was also the most worry-free boss he had ever seen.
The daily working hours are pitiful.
Except for these three days of working from 9 to 5, I used to drive around the city randomly, because if I didn't go out, my wife would feel like she was unemployed.
Even if he had all the food, housing and gas expenses covered as usual, he would still be reimbursed as usual. Although he did not lie about his finances, he probably would not be held accountable if he did so.
But he knew that when he got the salary from two jobs, he had to bear the responsibility of getting the salary.
We need to pay extra attention in the future.
Even if Minamoto Yorimitsu doesn't ask for it, Nagayama Hide will be on guard and do his part.
With this in mind, Yong Shanying said hesitantly: "I want to discuss this matter with my wife."
"Three times the salary." Minamoto Yorimitsu raised his finger and looked at the stunned Nagayama Hide with a smile.
Yong Shanying opened his mouth subconsciously, then lowered his head with a serious face: "Thank you, Mr. Yuan, for your kindness!"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu smiled and patted him again.
I admired the charm of adding money in my heart.
But he brought up the topic just now.
"What's the stalking you just mentioned?"
"It started three days ago, and it seems to only target you. Every time I send you back at night, I can no longer detect the following, and there seems to be no malicious intent."
"How can there be no malicious intent in following?"
"They just seem to be watching your trajectory."
"I know about this. Just pay attention to the specific actions. Don't be too nervous."
"I see."
Yong Shanying nodded slightly and responded.
Minamoto Yorimitsu glanced at the sunset that was already starting to turn red in the distance. He felt that the breeze was getting colder. He straightened his clothes and withdrew his gaze and said:
"It's almost time. Send me back to Juranting first. There's a banquet I need to attend tonight."
The orange-red sunset immerses itself on the water's edge, reflecting on the water of the Ibune River. The sparkling light refracts the brilliance and wraps the sky in it.
And he was standing by the river facing the sun, his whole figure dimmed, as if he was taking one last look at the scenery, his temperament was deep but he also seemed quiet.
Not far away, in various directions, there were girls who came here to play. Their hearts were beating loudly as they looked at the upright Minamoto Yorimitsu, with a look of greed in their eyes.
"Can I have your contact information, please?"
"this is my name card."
"Can I take a photo with you?"
There was always a bold urban beauty who came over to talk to him. After all, the back view just now was so beautiful.
Minamoto Yorimitsu also welcomes everyone who comes.
Whether he was coveting his looks or deliberately approaching because of his extraordinary conversational skills, he kept them all in his pocket and placed them in the tea master's reserve army.
Just wait until we get back to the car.
Nagayama Hide, who was in the driving position, seemed to have entered the role. Without too much hesitation, he directly reminded Minamoto Yorimitsu who was wearing a seat belt.
"You should actually keep an appropriate distance from strangers. If there is real danger, enemies like to use women's appearance to lower your personal vigilance."
To put it bluntly, I was afraid that he would be seduced by sex.
After all, Minamoto no Yoriguang is full of blood.
Using a honey trap to deal with him is really a professional counterpart.
However, Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't pay much attention, he just smiled and asked: "Nagayama-san, do you think I'm handsome?"
Yong Shanying was stunned for a while after hearing this, and then said in a low voice: "Mr. Yuan, I already have a wife."
"That was not what I meant."
Minamoto Yorimitsu's face turned dark when he heard this.
He didn't want to pay much attention to this man who was a bit too straight-minded, but he had a good personality and at least he seemed trustworthy during this period.
He just wanted to express that if he was handsome, he would attract bees and butterflies. He was not afraid of things like beauty traps. On the contrary, if she came, she would eat the scum.
But looking at Nagayama Hide, who looked a little confused in the rearview mirror, he sighed and didn't open his mouth to explain. After all, this was the trouble that belonged to the handsome guy from Kyoto.
Minamoto Yorimitsu rolled down the car window and stared at the gradually retreating scenery, his eyes gradually deepening.