After he parked the car, he looked around and locked Han Siwei.
He was wearing a shirt, sitting straight, sitting in the corner without moving.
It seems inconspicuous, but his momentum is very saturated, as if a needle will explode when put in.
Moreover, from the perspective of Han Siwei, he can control the entire entrance and exit situation.
This demonstrates the professionalism and quality of Han Sizhi.
Ye Fan smiled and asked Dugu Shang to stay outside, while he walked towards Han Sizhi.
After receiving a call from Han Sizhi, Ye Fan immediately made an appointment to meet him.
In addition to knowing more about Uncle Dong’s meaning, he also wants to see what he can help.
Boren was not killed by me, but died because of me. Ye Fan felt that he had to bear some responsibility.
Moreover, he and Han Sizhi are old friends.
He was arrested by Ye Tang at the entrance of Hongyan Group for Qin Jiutian's death. He was the team led by Han Sizhi on behalf of the Northern Branch.
Although Han Sizhi had to arrest Ye Fan when he was responsible, he still gave him enough care and protection.
Zhu Jinger's Sanqian Hongjia was able to rush to the Houmen to rescue him, and Han Siqi raised his hand and did not remove the tracker on the car.
Han Siqi also faced Wei Hong's gun at them for him.
Ye Fan had a very good impression of him.
So he strode over and stretched out his right hand to Han Siwei:
"Uncle Han, hello, hello, long time no see you."
Ye Fan's indescribable enthusiasm.
"Hello, Mr. Ye!"
Seeing Ye Fan appear, Han Si's fingers also dissipated their sharpness, and he smiled and shook hands with Ye Fan.
"I'm really sorry to bother you with precious time."
Han Si smiled and said, "It's just about the brothers supporting their families, and I have to contact you with shamelessness."
"Uncle Han, what are you talking about?"
Ye Fan spoke out: "Uncle Dong is my elder, you and him are brothers, so of course I am also my elder."
"You have something to do. I, my nephew, won't help you. Is it true?"
"Besides, when I was in the Marquis's Sect, I owe you a favor."
"So you and I don't have to be too polite, that will make you seem apart. Don't call me Mr. Ye, just call me Ye Fan."
Ye Fan waved his hand and ordered two cups of coffee and ordered several snacks.
"Mr. Ye has grown a lot more after less than a year of separation."
Han Si smiled and said, "Okay, I'll be shameless for this elder."
"Uncle Han, I already know about Uncle Dong. How is the situation in the 17th Department?"
Ye Fan asked: "I heard you were punished too?"
"In addition to the resignation of the Eastern King, I and 120 children who have been in office for more than five years have also been dismissed this time."
Han Si frowned and said softly: "In order to explain to the Yang family and the others, there is no compensation and pension in addition to never giving any advice."
Although his words were filled with regret, his tone did not fluctuate at all, as if he had been dismissed from office insignificant ways.
"So serious?"
Ye Fan smiled bitterly: "All the children who have been in high school for more than five years have been fired?"
These are all old ministers of the 17th Division and the foundation of the 17th Division.
It seems that Song Hongyan’s guess is correct. Yang Feicui’s death was just a fuse. The real reason is that they have too deep Ye Tang marks on them.
"Yes, overnight, we became unemployed people."
Han Siqi also sighed: "It's all because I was not doing well last night and was afraid of my hands and feet."
"In order to save people at the lowest cost and the smallest impact, I ordered that jackals should not be slaughtered as much as possible, and to adopt the strategy of striking the east and attacking the west and saving people."
"After dragging Yang Feicui up from the rainwater well, in order to alleviate her collapse, I did not insist on forcing the person out of the alley."
"In the end, it failed and also affected Ye Zhendong and his brothers."
Speaking of last night's action, his eyes were somewhat wavy: "The most shameful thing is that the sniper was not caught."
"Uncle Han, you can't blame you for this, you can only say God's will."
Ye Fan hurriedly comforted him: "Uncle Dong and the others also know that you and your brothers have tried their best."
"By the way, why are you coming to me and asking for a job?"
Ye Fan didn't expect Han Siqi to feel too guilty and quickly changed the topic: "What does Uncle Han mean?"
He originally wanted to say that he had injured the sniper, but he decided to keep it secret when he said that.
"Didn't I just say that this operation failed, and there was no benefit compensation and pension."
Han Siwei picked up the coffee and took a sip, then responded to Ye Fan with a smile:
"But there is a family behind me who needs to support my family."
"So I want to get a new job while I'm still moving."
"It's just that we have limited skills and sensitive identities. Even if we have a suitable job, we don't dare to ask us."
"The old king asked me to come to you and said that you have many ways and many ways, so you don't need to be afraid."
"I'll try to call you."
Han Siwei quipped: "We rely solely on you, Ye Shao."
Ye Fan was stunned: "You?"
"Yes, besides me, there are one hundred and twenty brothers."
Han Siqi laughed: "That is to say, you have to solve the job of a hundred and twenty-one person hahaha."
"The job of one hundred and twenty-one people..."
Ye Fan's smile became meaningful: "Uncle Han, what do you want to do? Tell me, I'll arrange it."
He vaguely felt a deep intention in Ye Zhendong.
This seems to have solved the employment problem of 121, but in fact it is to send the 17th Department team to myself.
And these are seeds, and when they are scattered, they can easily grow into towering trees.
"In addition to making information, we are fighting and killing."
Han Siqi took another sip of coffee: "But with Cai Lingzhi in your hand, it's meaningless to let us do information."
"There is only a little more brute force left."
Han Siwei sat up straight: "Just arrange some security work for us."
Ye Fan laughed loudly when he heard this: "Hahaha, security work?"
"Young Master Ye is extraordinary and has generals such as Dugu Shang, and it seems that we don't need our protection."
Han Siqi said with thought: "If Ye Shao has difficulties, he can introduce us to do other miscellaneous work."
"No, no, Uncle Han, there is no difficulty."
Ye Fan smiled vigorously: "I don't need you and your brothers to protect you, but my Jin Zhilin needs it."
"My current Jinzhilin is blooming everywhere. I won't mention the branches in the country, there are more than a dozen overseas."
"There are branches in the Wolf Kingdom, the New Kingdom, the Southern Kingdom and the Xiang Kingdom, and will expand to the Fan Kingdom and Rui Kingdom in the future."
"You know, people are in a foreign land and their lives are cheap, and property is easily controlled by others."
"No need for local policies or business opponents to suppress it, a few gangsters will easily have headaches if they smash it."
"So I'm going to equip every overseas Jin Zhilin with a three-person team as a bodyguard."
"I usually grab medicine and do odd jobs in Jin Zhilin, but if I have something to do, I will become a 'black hero' and settle it secretly."
"The salary per capita is 30,000 yuan, and all food, accommodation and transportation are included. There is also an additional dividend every year, Zhilin's profit."
Ye Fan looked at Han Si and smiled: "I can guarantee that each of you has 121 people, the total annual reward of each person is not less than one million."
One hundred and twenty-one people, each with an annual salary of one million, which seems to be a lot, but Ye Fan feels it is very worth it.
In addition to his belief that Han Sizhi and others could protect Jin Zhilin, the face of Uncle Dong alone is enough for 1 billion to 800 million.
Annual salary of one million?
Han Siqi was slightly surprised, surprised Ye Fan's wealth and ambition, and even more surprised Ye Fan's affection and righteousness.
If it were the other employers who could get the money by helping kill people and setting fires, they would never give such compensation.
The most important point is that Ye Fan's attention to them made Han Siqi feel the sense of accomplishment he was needed.
He felt warm in his heart, then stood up, stretched out his hand to Ye Fan and smiled:
"Mr. Ye, I won't say much."
"I and one hundred and twenty brothers will be there for you in the future."
Han Siwei was very direct: "You can just give me instructions on what you want."
"This is a specific arrangement..."
Ye Fan scratched his head and felt embarrassed: "I guess he's going to find my wife."
While Han Siqi was talking to Ye Fan in a low voice, a beautiful figure sat under another sun umbrella at Starbucks.
The exquisite western holes present a touch of softness in the sun.
While taking a selfie on her phone, she secretly glanced at Han Si's fingers while whispering softly to the Bluetooth headset:
"Madam, the target is locked and you can do it at any time."