Chapter 4 The Return of Iaccio

The Golden Group, based in Lingo, was a well-known listed group, and Leonardo was a small porter within this company.

The company building was located in the most central part of the eastern city of Lingo. It had been built by the Golden Group itself. All 30 floors were where the group's employees worked. The group was the focal point of Lingo.

The next day, Leonardo had arrived as usual on the third floor of the group. From the first to the fifteenth floor, lower level employees and lower level executives worked, and Leonardo, who was a doorman, could be considered the lowest level of the group.

The sixteenth through twenty-fifth floors were where the mid-level executives worked, and the twenty-sixth through twenty-ninth floors were all where the core members of the group worked. There were only two offices on the thirtieth floor, one for Camuso and one for the current president, Adele.

Camuso did not come to the company very often, so the entire 30th floor could be considered Adele's separate office. She liked to stand by the window and look down on this hectic city from above. She liked this feeling of looking down on everything.

The third floor was the workplace of Leonardo and Damascus. They were responsible for the security of the entire third floor. Of course, nothing was happening and their only job was to patrol the third floor.

Less than ten minutes passed after going to work, the security captain in charge of the security guards on the 15th floor below rushed to the third floor to find Leonardo: "Good boy, since you came in, I thought you were not easy, I didn't expect you to improve so much."

Leonardo asked confused, "Captain, what's the problem?"

"Hey, Leonardo, let me tell you, right now the head of the third squad of bodyguards told me to let you go to the 18th floor to work." The captain looked at Leonardo admiringly. He had retired as a bodyguard. He had been with the group for several years, but had never had the opportunity to go to the top. Even if he would have been promoted to bodyguard, he would have been paid more than his current position.

Bodyguards and ordinary gatekeepers were completely different. The bodyguards were all composed of highly qualified people and were divided into three groups. The third group was responsible for security from the 16th floor to the 20th floor, and the second group was responsible from the 21st floor to the 25th floor. The first group was the best group of all, was responsible for the top five floors and could deploy guards to the floors below and was the most powerful in the middle cadre.

It looked like Camuso had gone behind the scenes and said indifferently, "Thank you captain, I understand."

The captain looked at Leonardo, who had an indifferent look on his face, said to himself, "You can really pretend to be compelled, I don't know how excited I would be if I were promoted to the top."

Damascus beside him looked at Leonardo admiringly, "Leonardo, you are so good, put in a good word for me."

"You said well, one day I will put in a good word with the president." Said Leonardo.

Damn it, Damascus and the captain had set their sights on Leonardo right away. Even though a small goalkeeper had been promoted to become a bodyguard of the third group, in the president's eyes, he was just a lackey; to the president, he was someone who would never reach his level.

Unfortunately, what the two did not know was that the president's father had encouraged Leonardo to woo her, and if he failed to woo Adele in those three months, he would declare that Leonardo would be his son-in-law.

After the security captain scorned Leonardo, he said in a low voice, "Leonardo, you can eat indiscriminately, but don't talk nonsense. It would be bad if the president or someone with a heart listened to you and made a little report."

Said Leonardo indifferently, "Wait, one day you will know that I am not bragging."

Leonardo was ready to go to the 18th floor to report after delivering his work. Who knew that the phone in his pants pocket vibrated as soon as he reached the elevator door. These were the second-hand goods he had bought at the flea market, it had only cost him a few tens of euros.

It was an unknown number from the city of Lingo, he wondered if he was calling Camuso, so he answered, as soon as he answered a familiar voice rang out, "Boss, you don't think it's me, right ?"

"I dry, Iaccio, why did you come to Lingo?" Leonardo was shocked to learn that Iaccio was still carrying guns and the bombs everywhere in East Africa three months earlier.

"Boss, you're no fun, don't tell me when you retire, and I still carry a machine gun over there and fight those bastards. I've already said it as long as you retire, I'll be where you are..." Sitting on the bench of the stall, Iaccio who was eating the fragrant beef noodles said with a smile.

"It's really not enough, right? Hurry up and go where you came from. " After speaking, Leonardo immediately hung up the phone.

Iaccio put the phone away helplessly. He had long imagined that this would be the result. However, if Leonardo had retired and he too would have retired. After eating beef noodles in three or two bites, he pulled out a ten euro bill and threw it on the table without change. Leonardo had saved his life, that was where Leonardo was, at the same time, he had more important things to do, namely to let Leonardo become the new "God of Killing" to continue working in the battlefield.