After standing at the door for about three minutes, a strong man in his forties walked out of the mansion. He was also wearing a suit, but it was unbuttoned, and as he walked, the handgun hanging from his waist would be exposed.

Gao Guang was too thin. His physique was rare in the PMC industry, where a muscular build was the basic respect for private security work. It was common for everyone to be muscular.

After sizing up Gao Guang, the strong man who came out to pick him up seemed very surprised by Gao Guang's appearance. He frowned and asked, "Are you the Mad Dog?"

Gao Guang could only nod and say, "It's me. I brought the fax from yesterday."

Gao Guang took out the contract he signed yesterday. Sam signed it first, faxed it to him to sign, and then faxed it back. However, this document had no legal effect and could only be considered a road pass. He had to sign it again when he arrived at the destination today.

After reading the document, the strong man nodded and looked at Mike and Grant. He may have felt that the mad dog in front of him didn't look quite right, but Mike and Grant's appearance made up for Gao Guang's lack of image.

Finally, the strong man reached out to Gao Guang and said, "I'm Sam."

Sam was slightly taller than Gao Guang, but much stronger, and he did look handsome. After shaking hands with Gao Guang, he said seriously, "Park the car on the side of the road and don't block the door. Let your people wait in the car and come with me first."

After instructing the two troublesome employees to wait temporarily, Gao Guang followed Sam into the mansion on foot.

Gao Guang had seen Mr. Smith's mansion before, but this mansion in Beverly Hills was larger and higher in position. After entering the mansion, it was even more magnificent.

The two stood behind the door in the hall. Although they were wearing suits instead of tactical gear, they were wearing bulletproof vests over their suits and holding automatic rifles in their hands.

Even if a wealthy person had bodyguards or armed security guards to protect their safety, no wealthy person would want to see armed people wandering around in front of them unless their safety was really under great threat.

There was no one in the hall. One of the armed guards stepped forward, seeming to want to stop Gao Guang, but Sam waved his hand and the guard stepped back. Sam then made a gesture of invitation to Gao Guang and said, "Please follow me."

Don't they need to search me or verify my identity?

Gao Guang was a little curious, but he still followed Sam through the hall and into a room that looked like a study.

The room was large, with several bookshelves and many books, as well as a very large French window. However, the window was covered with white curtains, and there was a large desk in front of the window, with a cigar box and cigar accessories on it. There was also an ice bucket with a bottle of red wine in it.There was a lounge chair behind the desk and window, with a man holding a book and reading.

"Sir, the person recommended by Mr. Smith has arrived. He's the Mad Dog."

The man by the window put down his book, pushed up his glasses and turned around from the lounge chair. After sizing up Gao Guang, he asked with interest, "Are you the person Mr. Smith recommended?"

Gao Guang didn't know what Mr. Smith had said to the man in front of him, so he could only smile and say, "Yes, it's me."

"I'm Renato Salvini. Has Smith mentioned me to you?"

Gao Guang whispered, "No, Mr. Smith doesn't reveal too much information about his clients to me."

Renato smiled, nodded, stood up, sat on the wooden chair in front of the desk, and carefully looked at Gao Guang. Suddenly, he picked up his phone from the desk, and music started playing from it.

After a moment, Renato looked at his phone and said, "Hey, Smith, your recommended person has arrived. I want you to see if it's him in person."

Renato pointed the camera at Gao Guang, who tried to maintain a smile, then he heard Mr. Smith's voice.

"It's him, this young man. Don't be fooled by his appearance, he's very capable, otherwise I wouldn't recommend him to you."

Renato laughed and said, "Okay, I just wanted to confirm. Let's talk after I finish my business. It's difficult to talk here. Goodbye."

Renato hung up the phone, nodded at Gao Guang, and smiled, "Sorry, but I had to confirm your identity. Now that it's confirmed, just follow Sam's arrangements. Sam, he's the person recommended by Mr. Smith. No need to search him. Assign him a job."

After speaking, Renato smiled at Gao Guang, and Sam whispered, "Please follow me."

Gao Guang followed Sam out of the study, and they walked directly through the mansion to a room that was much simpler in design. This was the dedicated bodyguard room.

After Gao Guang sat down on a chair, Sam sighed and said directly, "I'm the security director here. I signed the contract with you, not Mr. Salvini. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

"You'll earn 7,000 yuan a day, which will be directly transferred to your company account."

Gao Guang was stunned for a moment and asked, "Can I get cash?"

"No, you can't."

Gao Guang thought for a moment and asked, "Um, can I ask about the specific job arrangement?"

"No, you can't."After rejecting Gao Guang's request once again, Sam calmly said, "I can introduce you, but you cannot ask. Currently, there are a total of forty-nine armed security personnel, plus you three, making it fifty-two. You will be divided into three shifts, working for eight hours a day. However, overtime may be required, but it will not exceed forty-eight hours, and overtime pay will be provided."

Fifty-two people on three shifts, working only eight hours a day, with overtime pay. Not bad.

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Gao Guang nodded and said, "Okay."

Sam continued, "I will arrange your work, and I will adjust your work content and location as needed. You must obey. If you refuse to obey, the contract will be terminated immediately, and this will be clearly stated in the contract."

"Okay, that's fair."

Sam took out a pre-drafted contract and said, "Sign it. Um, are your people legal? You were recommended by Mr. Smith, and I won't do a detailed background check on you, but I must remind you that if you or your people have legal issues, the consequences will be severe."

Gao Guang said, "That black man doesn't have a gun license, but he doesn't have a gun and doesn't know how to use one. He is only responsible for protecting my safety, that is, blocking bullets for me."

Sam was shocked and said, "Your bodyguard? Specifically for blocking bullets? You...well, you must complete the work assigned to you. How you do it is up to you."

The contract was very thick, with more than thirty pages, and two copies were made. Gao Guang knew the specific content, so he roughly looked at it and signed his name on the contract.

Sam also signed his name on the contract and calmly said, "Your legal obligations are clearly stated in the contract. If there are any problems, it is the responsibility of the King's Defense. I hope you understand this."

"I understand, thank you."

Sam gave a copy of the contract to Gao Guang and kept one for himself. Then, he said with ease, "Now, let me introduce the personnel. In addition to you, there are also personnel from two other defense companies, but you don't have to worry because you are strictly prohibited from talking to each other during work hours. Don't ask each other anything, especially about your salaries. I hope you can do this."

"I understand, and I promise to do it."

"You are responsible for peripheral security. Unless I require you to enter, you are not allowed to enter the main building. There is a dedicated security room. If you need to drink water or use the restroom, you can go to the security dressing room. Regarding your weapons, you must provide your own legal weapons, but I will provide you with ammunition, and I have prepared enough ammunition."

"Okay."The contract was signed, and the main points were discussed. Sam nodded and took out three walkie-talkies with headphones from a nearby alley. He said, "You can only use the walkie-talkies I provide during work. It is strictly forbidden to bring your mobile phones. Turn off your phones and put them in the locker. Take your walkie-talkies and let's go."

Gao Guang picked up the walkie-talkie and followed Sam back to the gate. Then, under Sam's guidance, they parked the car in a temporary parking lot outside the mansion estate. They were then led by Sam into a separate building inside the mansion walls.

The security team had their own changing room, which included a monitoring room, a washroom, a toilet with four urinals, and sixty metal storage lockers.

As Gao Guang and the others changed their clothes and put on bulletproof vests, hanging their guns in conspicuous places on their bodies, Sam didn't say anything. But when he saw Mike put on a heavy bulletproof vest and a helmet, but didn't bring any guns, Sam finally laughed and said, "Interesting. Follow me, and I'll tell you what you need to do."

The mansion was huge, and the gardens or courtyards surrounding it were even larger. Sam led Gao Guang and the others to the side of the swimming pool and smiled. "Here's a bonus for you. There's a parasol next to the pool. If the owner of the mansion isn't using the pool, you can hide from the sun under the parasol. But if someone wants to swim, you'd better know what to do."

Gao Guang immediately said, "I know. Stay away."

Sam nodded and then pointed to the edge of the courtyard. He said in a deep voice, "Ahead of you is a ten-meter-high cliff. You are responsible for this section of the area without a fence. Above the cliff is the private domain of this residence. If anyone breaks in, shoot them immediately without warning! Because there are people guarding below the cliff, anyone appearing is an intruder. Your task is to shoot all intruders. Do you understand?"

Sam looked at his watch and said, "Your working hours are from 8 a.m. to 4 p.m. If you need to leave your post, you must apply in advance. It's already 8:30 a.m. now, and your work has begun. Everyone, please be alert. If you slack off without warning, the cooperation agreement will be terminated. That's it. I wish you all a pleasant work."