Tang Yulan didn't go in immediately; instead, he strolled leisurely around the vast company for half an hour. He familiarized himself with the locations of the elevators and emergency exits, imagining how to escape and save himself in case of an emergency with a professional gaze. As soon as Tang Yulan knocked on the door, he felt a sharp, cold gaze as solid as substance land on him. He was secretly surprised but remained composed and slowly raised his head. The man stood behind the desk with his hands clasped behind his back, his body as straight as a javelin, his skin a bronze color, and his hair sticking up like a hedgehog's spines. With a poker face, he didn't move an inch, and his piercing eyes were sizing up Tang Yulan. He frowned slightly, very disappointed. Twenty minutes earlier, he had received a phone call from President Qi, whose voice as sweet as a silver bell was like a clear spring flowing into his heart. She personally instructed him to 'take good care' of the new security guard. This was the directive from the beautiful female president. Even if there was a fire pit in front of him, he would jump in without hesitation. He already had no fondness for this newcomer who had offended the president without realizing it, and upon seeing him, he was even less impressed. The man had messy long hair, a lazy and tired look in his eyes, and was casually dressed, appearing somewhat sloppy and of low quality. Tang Yulan smelled a familiar scent and could tell from his stance alone that he had been in the military. The aura emanating from him was definitely not something an ordinary soldier would possess. Even within the army, he must have been at the level of an instructor. Zhao Wuwei was still hoping that this guy was just passing by, but as soon as Tang Yulan spoke, his dreams were shattered. 'Brother, I'm the new security guard, Tang Yulan.'

Tang Yulan said, reaching out his hand. Zhao Wuwei did not hide his disgust, ignoring Tang Yulan's outstretched hand and said coldly, 'Stand still! Do you realize that you made me wait here for twenty-seven minutes and forty-five seconds?' 'I just finished the onboarding procedures, and I haven't officially started work yet. You must be Zhao Wuwei!' Tang Yulan handed over the documents for registration and said, 'Come on, sign here.' It was completely the tone of a superior ordering a subordinate. Zhao Wuwei was physically strong and one of the best in the military, with a strong sense of discipline and principle, and the pride of a strong man. Tang Yulan's tone annoyed him greatly, and he shouted, 'Tang Yulan, stand still! Looking at your resume, you've been idle for years, making you very lazy. But this is the Security Department, not a pig farm. Put away those little calculations in your belly, show some courage and ambition. Although you're a security guard, you must cultivate the qualities of a soldier!' He was very aware of the advantages of his gaze and temperament; ordinary unruly hooligans would become weak at the knees just by being glared at by him. 'Captain Zhao, many soldiers lose their temperament after retirement, worn down by the cruel society,' Tang Yulan said, taking out a box of Lushan cigarettes that cost three yuan. Seeing that he had no intention of taking it, he lit one himself, happily blowing out a ring of smoke, and said, 'Everyone is just trying to make a living, don't be so serious.' Zhao Wuwei's oppression was as if it didn't exist in front of him. 'Do you look down on security guards? We bear the sacred mission of protecting the company's safety, with many people's lives and properties entrusted to our care, the responsibility is significant!'

Tang Yulan, let me tell you, if you want to freeload and eat here, you'd better get lost early, lest when problems arise and you're kicked out, you'll have a hard time facing it," Zhao Wuwei said with a passionate expression.

In response to Zhao Wuwei's reprimand, Tang Yulan was not angry. The blood and ideals within him were somewhat stirred, reminiscent of his own past. However, three years of prison life had completely changed his character; his once lofty ideals and passion had been devoured without a trace. He walked over and patted Zhao Wuwei on the shoulder, saying, "Have ideals, work hard! I'm too old to stir up trouble now; I just want to live a peaceful life."

Zhao Wuwei did not hear what he said clearly and was very confused. Why didn't he dodge when he patted his shoulder just now? But his actions undoubtedly challenged his dignity.

"You, how dare you!" Zhao Wuwei grabbed Tang Yulan's lapel with a fierce glare.

"Want to fight?" Tang Yulan said indifferently, "I hate it when you dirty my clothes." With that, he raised his hand and patted the fist on his chest. "Smack!"

Zhao Wuwei stepped back holding his hand, which was no small matter. The palm bore three marks like those from a steel bar, burning with pain, his gaze filled with disbelief.

The strong are respected; this is an eternal truth.