Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 325 - 291: Head of security, Peace throughout the seasons

Chapter 325: Chapter 291: Head of security, Peace throughout the seasons

"Mr. Zhou, I have finally waited for you. If there’s nothing else, shall we..."

Upon seeing Zhou Ping’an and Roger arrive.

Lan Fengjiao’s big, Carzlan eyes twinkled with surprise followed by a deep sense of joy. She quickly stepped forward and extended her hand.

"Just call me Zhou Tong."

At this point, Zhou Ping’an was not using his real identity.

Instead, it was a false identity that Lan Fengjiao had sent in advance.

Calling it false wouldn’t be entirely accurate.

This man named Zhou Tong was a retired veteran from the River Eagle Field Operations with extraordinary skills; he had earned a second-class merit in combat before retiring due to injury.

By chance, he was introduced to Tianxiang Company before it went public. Three years later, he became the head of security for the production workshop, an old-timer who had been with Lan Fengjiao for quite some time.

He was known for his stable character and experienced approach to work.

He had cracked several cases of formula theft and internal collusion. In Tianxiang Group’s production chain, he had a bit of fame.

This time, as Lan Fengjiao was going to attend a business conference on the West Coast in Proluo State hosted by the Sky Hawk Alliance, it made perfect sense for Zhou Tong to accompany her for protection.

As for Roger, his identity as a hitman had always been deeply hidden; on the surface, he was just a technician at a computer company.

After leaving his job, he wandered around seeking employment and handling private business, which did not attract the attention of any interested party. Thus, he didn’t need to alter his identity much.

He had only added a large mustache to his lips to avoid recognition from anyone familiar in Dongjiang... There was no disguise for his documents and name.

"Okay, Zhou Tong, you really broaden one’s horizons looking like that," said Lan Fengjiao, pursing her lips with a light laugh, her eyes filled with shock.

When she received the identity information, she thought at most Zhou Ping’an would make himself up carefully to resemble the photo.

But now, seeing him in person, she almost couldn’t believe her eyes.

If she hadn’t personally sent Zhou Tong to a cabin in the mountains and instructed him to stay hidden from others until she returned, she almost would have mistaken Zhou Ping’an for Zhou Tong himself.

Aside from the slight difference in voice, the height and build were exactly the same.

Even the shrewd air of someone hardened by the smoke of war between the brows and the corners of the eyes was identical.

Compared to Zhou Ping’an himself, he was at least six centimeters taller and had a considerably more robust upper body, without any hint of unnaturalness.

Lan Fengjiao had also sneaked a peek at Zhou Ping’an’s shoes.

She noticed he was wearing ordinary leather military boots without any apparent signs of added height.

She couldn’t help but marvel internally.

"I appreciate President Lan’s assistance this time," Zhou Ping’an responded softly.

"It’s my honor," Lan Fengjiao replied, drawing closer, her breath fragrant as she whispered, "With Master Zhou by my side, there’s no need to fear those foreign devils anymore. I feel incredibly safe."

After these words, she took two steps back, and her smiley face immediately turned cold and serious as she said, "Our head of production security has arrived, Zhi Gang, and you are not strangers to each other... I am counting on you all for this business negotiation."

"Don’t worry; as long as we don’t die, there won’t be any problems," replied a tall and muscular middle-aged man.

The man was physically robust, and the three men in black suits beside him all had a vigorous energy.

Zhou Ping’an could even sense a hidden ferocity in their moods.

Clearly, they were warriors who had undergone genetic transformations.

It was unclear whether the modifications were partial or complete.

The information Lan Fengjiao sent also indicated that the bodyguard team leader, named Deng Zhigang, had exceptionally careful close-range protection and very precise twin pistols.

The other three, two men, and one woman, each had their own special skills.

They were high-paying bodyguards recruited by Tianxiang Group who had also blocked some attacks for Lan Fengjiao over the years.

They were trustworthy attendants.

Besides the four bodyguards, the person who was following Lan Fengjiao closely with an efficient demeanor and wearing black-framed glasses was likely the president’s assistant, Wen Jue.

This woman was highly alert.

Zhou Ping’an’s gaze seemed somewhat puzzled and carried a hint of scrutiny.

Clearly, she did not understand why their president held such closeness and trust toward a security manager.

It wasn’t just her; those four personal bodyguards also sneaked glances over from time to time.

Although their professional ethics prevented them from asking outright, the mix of defensiveness, envy, and slight disdain was transparent to Zhou Ping’an.

"Let’s go; it’s about a ten-hour flight—I should get some good sleep."

The journey was without conversation.

This was Zhou Ping’an’s first time on a plane, shuttling between two worlds, and although he found it novel, he didn’t show much excitement.

With his physical strength, there was no chance of him getting airsick.

After entering first class, he found a comfortable window seat and began to close his eyes and rejuvenate.

Well, it wasn’t exactly rejuvenating.

He was mainly sinking his mind into the Sea of Consciousness, practicing the Red Lotus Visualization Method, and slowly polishing his spirit.

Only a tiny fraction of his attention was outside his body, with ninety-nine percent of his energy dedicated to cultivation.

During the flight, Lan Fengjiao did come over to check on him and ask some questions, but seeing him immersed in cultivation, she did not disturb him further.

When the plane landed, the lights of Proluo State were just beginning to twinkle.

Amidst the bustling airport crowd, Zhou Ping’an and his group were not particularly noticeable.

They went through the checks with ease.

Once outside the airport, someone quickly arrived in a stretch car to pick them up.

All of this had been arranged by Lan Fengjiao in advance.

Upon checking into the Four Seasons Hotel, Zhou Ping’an and Roger shared a room as a cover for their eyes, and from that point on, they would no longer accompany Lan Fengjiao.

"I will be in Proluo State for seven days, primarily for two business meetings, and I will also attend a charity dinner for blind children," Lan Fengjiao told Zhou Ping’an, outlining her itinerary.

This had just been confirmed.

"Here in the Sky Hawk Alliance, customs are vastly different from ours, and the merchant power is extremely strong. If something isn’t feasible, don’t force it; find another way."

All she knew was that Zhou Ping’an had crossed the ocean to solve the billion-dollar bounty.

But how exactly?

Lan Fengjiao had no clue.

Her tone even betrayed some worry.

She feared that Zhou Ping’an, in a foreign land, due to a lack of understanding of the local conditions, could face danger and might find it difficult even to return home.

"If Sister Feng Jiao came with me, she wouldn’t worry about my safety; she’d worry about the officers and the rich businessmen of Proluo State," Zhou Ping’an said with a smile.

He thought to himself that Lan Fengjiao’s external demeanor was quite imposing, almost queen-like when she wasn’t smiling, deterring anyone from acting rashly.

Yet, her heart was not as strong as her appearance suggested.

She was often filled with worry.

Intelligent, sensitive, sometimes indecisive.

However, with an inclination towards inner softness, Lan Fengjiao also had an advantage.

Once she made a decision, she wouldn’t waver. No matter how much she mulled over it inside, she wouldn’t change her mind.

To be able to take over the family business shortly after graduating from college, managing the company as a woman to great success and even taking it public to raise capital.

And the fact that she had not been devoured by those jackals and tigers around her.

Such business acumen and social capability were indeed top-notch...

It just goes to show that everyone has their strengths and weaknesses.

When Lan Fengjiao heard Zhou Ping’an’s teasing, she retorted petulantly, "How could I compare to Tangtang? She is a female warrior. You don’t know, but when I first met her, she fought eight men alone and beat Zhao Yingjie until he was scrambling to find his teeth..."

As she spoke, seemingly reminded of a gratifying incident from years ago, Lan Fengjiao let out a hearty sigh, smiling so broadly her mouth seemed unable to close.

After her laughter, Lan Fengjiao sighed, "It was also because of that incident that Tangtang was disciplined and realized the inaction of Linhai Security.

Angered, she went straight to Dongjiang to take a job as a mere police officer, resulting in a rift between her, her alma mater, and the Tang Family. Ah, it’s all my fault..."