For a security job worth RMB 3,000, Yang Fanxing gave up hundreds of millions of dollars in wealth and immense power.
He just wanted to sip tea, read the newspaper, and enjoy the ordinary tranquility in the small security booth.
But on his first day at work, the top Bai Fumei owner in the community blocked him.
"Yang Fanxing, you loser! Why did you abandon me back then!"
Faced with the iceberg goddess' question, Yang Fanxing just flicked the ashes of his cigarette indifferently.
"Miss, please respect yourself, I'm just a security guard."
The rich second generation who turned around and made things difficult for him was so frightened by his words that he knelt down and begged for mercy; the bully who bullied his colleagues was frightened to death by his look; the underground tycoon who tried to encroach on this peaceful land was uprooted by him overnight!
When former subordinates, former enemies, and former beauties came to the door one after another, the world was horrified to discover that there was a real god sitting in that most inconspicuous security booth!
Yang Fanxing spread his hands helplessly: "I really just want to be a salted fish security guard. It was you who forced me to poke a hole in this day..."
