"Brother Chen Nuo, why don't I go to the company with you? You might have a hard time finding it by yourself." Shen Youning, dressed in a stunning and charming outfit at that moment, swayed Chen Nuo's arm while pressing her magnificent chest against it.
Chen Nuo smiled and politely declined: "Never mind, I'm going to work, not to enjoy myself. It's not worth a young lady of the Shen family like you wasting your time and energy on a security guard."
Feeling somewhat disappointed, Shen Youning could only murmur, "Then I'll come look for you at noon. You can go for the interview yourself, and we'll have lunch together at noon!"
Chen Nuo nodded and pulled himself away. Shen Youning had been so close to him that his body was burning up, and he had almost lost control. He couldn't help but marvel that even muscle atrophy hadn't affected her development.
Hailing a cab by the roadside, Chen Nuo arrived at Cornucopia Group.
Cornucopia Group was located in the city center, boasting an independent office building, with three surrounding office buildings also owned by the group.
Following Shen Sanwan's instructions, Chen Nuo got out of the cab at the entrance, where an old man in his fifties named Zhao Dahai was waiting to receive him.
"Young man, what should I call you?" Zhao Dahai asked with a friendly attitude.
Chen Nuo replied softly, "My name is Chen Nuo. Chen as in Chen, Nuo as in promise."
Zhao Dahai nodded: "There isn't much work in the group anyway. We just need to stay at the entrance—raise the barrier when there's a car, and play on our phones when there isn't."
This was Chen Nuo's first time working as a security guard, and he hadn't expected it to be so easy.
After changing into his security uniform, Chen Nuo reluctantly put away his large vest, shorts, and flip-flops.
Seeing Chen Nuo in his uniform, Zhao Dahai was so shocked that the cigarette dropped from his mouth onto the ground.
"Young man, I didn't realize it before you changed your clothes, but you're so handsome! And you're so tall—why on earth would you think of coming to work as a security guard?"
In his heart, Zhao Dahai genuinely thought Chen Nuo was handsome, with far more presence than those powder-faced men on television.
It was the kind of masculinity only men truly understood—as indestructible as a soldier.
With just this build and appearance, he could easily pass an interview for a president's assistant.
Chen Nuo scratched the back of his head with embarrassment: "I'm just looking for a casual job to earn some living expenses."
Zhao Dahai laughed: "I understand, I understand."
If the foreign warlords heard that Pluto had come out to earn living expenses by working as a security guard, they probably wouldn't believe it even if it killed them.
Along the way, Zhao Dahai introduced many things to Chen Nuo. After stepping out of the dormitory area, Chen Nuo saw an aged figure squatting not far away, with one hand supporting his lower back. His hands were covered in calluses, and his security uniform had become worn and faded.
He was holding a pair of leather shoes in his hands and scrubbing them continuously.
This sight instantly caught Chen Nuo's attention.
"Uncle Hai, what's going on with this old man? Why is he squatting there scrubbing shoes? Does our security team handle this sort of thing too?"
A troubled look appeared on Zhao Dahai's face: "Little Chen, I won't keep it from you. This old man's last name is Li, and his name is Li Sheng. Originally, he was a security guard just like us, but because he accidentally bumped into the security captain Feng Quan during a meal, he's been ordered around incessantly ever since."
"Even a security captain shouldn't push people around like that. Isn't that an abuse of power?" Chen Nuo retorted.
Zhao Dahai sighed: "A higher official crushes you with their rank, but we're just trying to earn a living. If it weren't for this job, I would have already taught him a lesson."
Chen Nuo knew that as a security guard at Cornucopia Company, the monthly salary could reach twenty to thirty thousand, an income level unattainable for many mid-level white-collar workers. Moreover, as long as one worked at Cornucopia Company for a full fifteen years, there would be a pension upon retirement.
It was a job that countless people were desperate to squeeze into.
"Old man Li, how are my leather shoes coming along?"
Feng Quan, the captain of the security squad, walked over. He had a protruding belly, and the buttons of his security uniform were nearly strained to the bursting point.
Li Sheng raised his head and smiled: "Captain, I'm almost done. Rest assured, I'll definitely get your leather shoes gleaming."
Feng Quan used his fat fingers to pick his teeth, narrowing his small eyes. The next second, he kicked Li Sheng directly in the shoulder.
Li Sheng, who was already squatting unsteadily, was instantly kicked over, tumbling backward.
Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth as Li Sheng hurriedly scrambled to his feet. Keeping his head down, he said, "Captain, I was wrong, Captain. Please don't be angry, I'll definitely change next time."
Feng Quan walked up to Li Sheng and patted him on the face: "Change? What the hell are you changing? I haven't even told you what you did wrong yet, and you're already changing. You really know how to suck up, don't you?"
Forcing a smile, Li Sheng still endured it: "I wouldn't dare, Captain. Tell me what I did wrong, and I'll change it."
Instead, Feng Quan kicked over the basin of water Li Sheng was using to scrub the shoes. The leather shoes, which had already been cleaned, spilled out and became covered in mud.
"Go on, fetch another basin of water and scrub them all over again."
Chen Nuo had expected Li Sheng to finally lose his tolerance, but Li Sheng simply nodded submissively and walked away carrying the basin.
Chen Nuo looked perplexedly at Zhao Dahai beside him: "Feng Quan bullies people like this, and he just keeps taking it?"
Zhao Dahai shook his head: "What choice does he have if he doesn't take it? He still has a daughter at home who has been in a coma due to a serious illness and needs nutrient solution to stay alive. He's already over fifty—if he loses this job, who else would hire him?"
Soon, Li Sheng returned with the basin of water. His legs were trembling, evidently unable to hold out any longer after squatting for so long.
Feng Quan said disdainfully: "Old man Li, remember this: I am the law here. No one is above me, understand?"
"Understood, understood, I understand," Li Sheng nodded.
Feng Quan stretched out his large foot, closed his eyes, and said with an expression of utter disgust: "Stop whatever you're doing with your hands for a second and shine this pair of shoes I'm wearing right now."
Yet after waiting for quite a while, he felt no sensation from his feet.
Feng Quan opened his eyes and saw only a tall man pulling Li Sheng to his feet.
"Who the hell are you? New here?"
Chen Nuo smiled: "That's right, new here."
Feng Quan: "Are you blind? A newcomer dares to act wild in front of me—are you tired of living?"
Without hesitation, Feng Quan lashed out with a slap, but the next second, he was met with a heavy, powerful front kick.
Feng Quan, the security captain, flew backward, rolling across the ground several times before finally coming to a stop.
Zhao Dahai rushed over and said: "Little Chen! Are you out of your mind? He's the security captain! You've just started this job—do you want to get fired?"
Meanwhile, Li Sheng hurried to dissuade him: "Kid, it's not worth it for me. You're going to lose your job like this."
Carrying the basin of water, Chen Nuo walked up to the fallen Feng Quan, grabbed him by the back of his collar with his right hand, and shoved his head directly into the water basin.
"Don't you like bullying people? Let me give you a taste of what it feels like to be bullied!"