People are watching American TV shows, and they are also watching American-style iaido.

After all, what the boss wants, the subordinate should do their best to achieve.

The next second, Ron quickly pulled out a cigarette and politely asked Mike, "Want a smoke?"

“No, thank you,” Mike replied. He really didn’t smoke.

“That’s good. Smoking is bad for your health,” Ron put away his cigarette. “What are your plans regarding the boss’s suggestion? Our company offers very good benefits in all aspects.”

Hear this.

Mike couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his forehead, feeling something was off and utterly absurd.

You guys are a gang!

They really think they're businessmen now.

Even perks have started appearing.

You can't really blame Mike for having this feeling.

The difference between Ding Ze and Uncle Fried Chicken's styles of doing things is so great, they're like heaven and earth. The people of Ding Ze and Uncle Fried Chicken are also completely different.

Mike was having a hard time keeping quiet. "I have a boss, and I'm not planning on changing jobs."

“I see,” Ron replied, without thinking much of it, and casually added, “I used to have a boss too, but then my boss was recruited, and Ding Ze became my boss.”

Upon hearing this, Mike was immediately stunned, truly not expecting it to be like this: "..."

After I finished, I subconsciously thought of Uncle Fried Chicken.

Could Uncle Fried Chicken be recruited by Ding Ze?

impossible!

Uncle Fried Chicken can only die.

The thought of Uncle Fried Chicken dying someday...

Mike inevitably thought more.

The truth is, Mike has always had a very clear plan for his future.

The plan is not complicated.

He's already getting old. If he works for a few more years and remains as steady as ever without any problems, he can retire peacefully, take the money he's earned over the years, and go back to take care of his granddaughter.

If Uncle Fried Chicken dies, or if the DEA finds something on him and imprisons him, but if he doesn't die or get arrested, he'll leave the money to his granddaughter and run away.

Naturally, he didn't want to see the latter possibility, but he knew in his heart that there was indeed a certain probability that it would happen.

then……

Mike thought of his granddaughter Kelly, and then of Ding Ze and the conditions he had proposed.

To say that I wasn't tempted at all would be a lie.

"What's wrong with your boss's face?" Mike was very shrewd and had long realized that the reason Ding Ze could still swagger around so freely was because he could change his appearance.

Ron hesitated for a moment, then thought he could say a little something about the "mask".

“I know that,” Mike replied. “What’s the principle behind those masks?”

“Sorry, I can’t tell you that. You can ask the boss later,” Ron shook his head.

Mike understood, recalling that Mickey always showed his true face. "Then let me rephrase my question: that kind of mask can only be used on him?"

“No, anyone can put on a mask and become another person if the boss wants to,” Ron was also smart and immediately guessed the reason why Mike asked the question, so he added, “You can think of it as a backup plan. If something happens, as long as the boss makes you a mask to wear and gives you a new identity, it will be very, very difficult for either the police or the FBI to catch you.”

That's exactly what Mike wanted to know.

At that moment, a definite answer was received.

Mike couldn't help but think of Ding Ze's invitation again, and his interest grew even stronger.

no way.

This backup plan is absolutely brilliant!

If he had such a backup plan in this line of work...

Wouldn't that mean they could practically rest easy and be certain of living out the rest of their lives in peace?

Mike seemed to be deep in thought.

*********

We arrived at the woodland on the outskirts of the city.

After a period of intense work, the project has been underway for some time.

The woodland has taken shape. The fence surrounding the woodland has been replaced with a sturdy reinforced concrete wall. In addition to installing a large number of surveillance cameras with no blind spots, an electric fence has also been added to the wall.

The gate to the woodland was also well-established and guarded by fully armed personnel 24 hours a day.

Therefore, it's understandable that Mike was quite surprised when he first saw this scene. "How big is your company here?"

“About five million square meters,” Ron replied with a smile, quite proudly.

"How many employees?" Mike immediately asked again.

“Currently, we have about a thousand full-time employees and about two thousand probationary employees,” Ron replied.

Mike had investigated Dongfeng Security and knew that Dongfeng Security had recently made a large-scale recruitment of veterans.

However, even so….

Several thousand employees?

This is too exaggerated.

So many people, most of them are veterans….

If commanded properly, it could even launch a small-scale war!

Mike didn't know what to say for a moment.

at this time.

Bang bang bang.

A series of gunshots rang out from the distant woods.

When Mike heard this, he turned his head and looked over. He was completely calm, without the slightest hint of panic.

Ron noticed this and, having gained an understanding of Mike's mental fortitude, smiled and offered to explain, "There are some employees practicing shooting at the range."

“Even though this is the suburbs, you have so many people and so many guns, why doesn’t the government come to investigate?” Mike wanted to understand the situation as much as possible.

Ron gave a straightforward answer: "On the one hand, everything here is legal—the company, the guns, the people, we even pay our taxes honestly, and we welcome any government investigations."

"On the other hand, the Miami government belongs to us."

As soon as these words came out!

“!!!” Mike immediately turned to look at Ron.

Is Ron just bragging?

Mike doesn't think so.

So, it’s true!

How could Dongfeng Security, such a large organized crime group, have control over the Miami government?

What kind of magical reality is this?

“As far as I know, there hasn’t been a change of mayor in Miami recently,” Mike said, frowning slightly as he recalled what Ron had said about replacing the president.

"No, I can't go into the specifics. The boss handled this personally. In fact, we're about to start construction on a landmark five-star hotel in the city. We've already acquired the land, which was a gift from the municipal government."

Mike: "..."

So magical.

Mike needs to digest something.

Just then, the car stopped in the middle of the woods.

In the middle of the woodland, many houses have already been built.

At this moment, some people, including Abruzzi, are busy.

“Mike, let’s get out of the car. I’ll introduce you to the second boss, who was my former boss, John Abruzzi.”

A few minutes later.

As the saying goes, hearing is believing, seeing is believing.

Having seen John Abridge in a completely different light, Mike was almost entirely convinced that Ding Ze was indeed capable of paving a perfect escape route for those who worked for him.

“I’m sorry, Mike, I’m very busy today and can’t show you around,” Abruzzi said after they had gotten to know each other briefly. “If there’s anything you want to know or see, just ask Ron and let him show you around. Please make yourself at home and don’t be shy.”

While on his way, Ron texted Abruzzi, informing him of Ding Ze's attempt to recruit Mike.

That's why Abruzzi was so polite.

"Okay, thank you," Mike nodded and thanked him, still with his usual expressionless face.

Not long after.