Chapter 124 Nicknames Are Very Important

John is here. His foot bones have grown and he is no longer limping. It is time for him to move and work.

As for Mike and Francisco, they were always there.

"You all know what this business is about. We will officially start it today, but now, I have to confirm your salary first."

You can be a boss without any airs, but you can't lose your bottom line. It's good to get along with employees, but you must also have the most basic boundaries.

The wisdom of our ancestors cannot be faked except in terms of tools and names.

Gao Guang simplified the tools and names into financial and personnel rights. No matter when it comes, he will divide the money earned, he will pay the salary, he will make the decision on who to use, and he will arrange any work.

"John is experienced and capable. He is familiar with the king's defense situation and knows how the security company operates. So you are the supervisor with a basic salary of 10,000."

Even if there were only four people, they clearly understood their responsibilities and assigned John the title of supervisor. Gao Guang looked at Mike and Francisco and said, "You two have a basic salary of 8,000, is there any problem?"

The three of them all shook their heads and said it was okay, and Francisco seemed quite happy.

Gao Guang continued: "I don't know how the commission is calculated yet, but you can rest assured that I will definitely not treat you badly. If our business is good, it is very possible that the commission will be higher than the basic salary. Then the basic salary will be calculated starting from today. Salary will be paid on the 10th of the month.”

A monthly salary of 10,000 yuan is a high salary anywhere. As for Mike and Francisco, a monthly salary of 8,000 yuan is definitely a high salary, not to mention that this is a basic salary and there is commission.

Gao Guang continued: "First of all, we have to make sure it's legal, so I have to talk to a lawyer before I talk to the merchant. But now, we have to do some preliminary work, just think of it as market research. Where do you think we should start? Better?"

What does asking blindly mean? Gao Guang wants to ask his three employees for something useful. That is really harder than climbing to the sky.

The problem is that I don’t know where to start with Gao Guang. Everything is easy to say but difficult to do. I thought it was a simple thing, but when I really wanted to put it into action, there were so many clues. The feeling of knowing where to start.

John said hesitantly: "How about calling Frank and asking?"

Gao Guang was speechless. If Frank knew what to do, he wouldn't go bankrupt.

Francisco took a step back and said, "I'm not smart, so don't look at me."

Mike scratched his head and thought for a long time, and suddenly said: "The buyer I know is a bastard. I have been unhappy with him for a long time. How about we go find him?"

First find the person who collected the stolen goods. This is serious market research, so let’s do it.

"Okay, where is he?"

Mike said anxiously: "Wait, are you really going? This guy's place is very messy. Does he bring a gun?"

Gao Guang and John looked at each other, then they both lifted up their T-shirts and showed the pistols on their waists.

John brought a 1911, and coincidentally, the highlighter was also a 1911.

Combat guns should be distinguished from daily guns, so Gao Guang will not carry his M17.

Mike said gloomily: "Can I bring a gun?"

Gao Guang and John are both legally qualified to carry guns, but Mike and Francisco are not. To consider the issue of legality, they cannot carry guns.

"You two, don't bring guns. If the place you're going to is very chaotic, you'd better put on a body armor. Is the person you're talking about alone or does he have a younger brother?"

Mike thought for a while and said: "He has a follower next to him, and there should be a few gangsters following him. Those who do this kind of business and live in a community with poor security must consider safety issues. Well, these people There will be no hesitation when shooting.”

There are a few gangsters, so it shouldn't be a big problem. If these things can't be solved, then there's no need to do this business.

"Let's go and find him. Do some market research first."

He had to drive to go out, but when Mike noticed that several people were looking at his BMW People scratched my car, smashed my windows, painted graffiti on my car, or punctured my tires. Boss, just drive your crappy car.”

The four people got into a car, with Mike as the driver, and drove straight into one of the most chaotic and unsafe neighborhoods in Los Angeles.

Gao Guang had never been around Los Angeles much, and the neighborhood where King Defense Company was located was an area with good security and environment, so he couldn't imagine that there was such a shabby and dirty place in the international metropolis of Los Angeles.

There are tents on the roadside, and all the people lying or sitting on the roadside are homeless people. The trash cans are full and no one collects them. Then there are piles of garbage next to the trash cans. The most terrifying thing is that there are so many used garbage thrown on the road. needle tube.

It's a bit subversive of impressions and imaginations, but except for the highlights, no one feels anything about the scene they see.

"It should be right here. I came here once and he asked me to deliver the stolen things to his home because he was too high and didn't want to go out. It's in this area... right here!"

Mike suddenly pointed at a house, then he stepped on the brakes and said to the highlight on the passenger side: "This is it, it must be right."

Gao Guang looked around. This is a typical neighborhood in Los Angeles, but the roads and sidewalks are very narrow. The houses on both sides have no garages or lawns, which is a sign of the middle class. All here are old houses that look very mottled on the outside. , and black people in small groups.

He had to deal with gangsters. He had never experienced this kind of situation before, but with Mike and Francisco around, he wouldn't be afraid.

Francisco suddenly said: "Is there any difference between here and New York? Do you speak with guns, or do you speak with fists?"

Mike thought for a while and said: "Usually you use your fists first and then the gun. But if you see the other party pulling out a gun, it's best to run away. Generally speaking, as long as you run away, you won't shoot. certainly……"

Francisco had already opened the door and got out of the car. He looked left and right, then knocked on the passenger window and said, "Come on."

After Gao Guang got out of the car, Mike shrugged, spread his hands, and said to John in the back seat: "I don't think Francisco knows how black people do things."

At this time, Gao Guang, who got out of the car, suddenly sat back in the car, and then he said urgently: "Wait a minute, a very important question!"

Francisco poked his head slightly and said, "What's wrong?"

Mike and John were also puzzled. They thought Gao Guang had discovered something extraordinary, so John subconsciously touched the pistol on his waist.

Gao Guang whispered: "How should I introduce myself? I can't say good things to you. I'm a mad dog. This won't work. This will never work!"

Mike said in surprise: "Is this what you want?"

Francisco thought for a moment and said, "We call you boss."

"Boss is not a nickname. I have to give myself a nickname that is powerful at first sight. When I have to use a nickname in the future, you must not call me a mad dog!"

John said helplessly: "Is there something wrong with the nickname Mad Dog? How can anyone give themselves a nickname?"

Mike frowned and said, "Yeah, why don't you finish the work first before giving me a nickname?"

Gao Guangji said firmly: "No, absolutely not! This is our first appearance in this industry. I have to report my name. I am called Mad Dog here. Can I change my name when I go to other places? I can never be called Mad Dog again. It’s damaging to my image.”

Several people stared at him. After a moment, John said angrily: "How can such a thing be possible? I can't think of it."

Mike glanced at Gao Guang for a few times and said, "You are too thin and long and thin. Well, how about you call me Mantis?"

"No, not powerful."

John said with a curious look on his face: "Don't you have any nicknames before? Tell me so we can refer to it."

Gao Guang said without hesitation: "The previous nickname cannot be used."

"Why? Speak up bravely. Even if it doesn't work, let us have fun."

Gao Guang said in a low voice: "I have always been skinny since I was a child, so of course the nicknames that followed me were Skinny, Telegraph Pole, and Bamboo Pole. Such nicknames followed me until middle school, and then after my struggle, they gave me He gave me a related and extremely insulting nickname called Bangzi, which means wooden stick in English.”

Mike said in confusion: "Very good? Is this word insulting? The wooden stick is good."

Gao Guang glared at Mike and said, "This is definitely an extremely insulting word. Anyone who dares to call me a stick will be killed by me!"

Seeing that Gao Guang was really anxious, John said with regret: "Okay, what else?"

"Well, no one calls me nicknames anymore when I get older. Now that I'm older, I'm not so childish anymore. But in college, people in my dormitory called me monkey because I practiced martial arts, so I performed at the New Year's party. A set of stick skills, they called me Sun Wukong, and then changed it to Monkey, but Monkey is definitely not good, because I hate monkeys! So after my persuasion, they called me Senior Brother."

"I hate monkeys too."

"Me too."

"Yes, monkeys are really annoying, but what does Big Brother mean?"

Gao Guang scratched his head and said: "Chinese people all understand the plot of Journey to the West, but I can't explain it to you. After all, it's still a monkey."

Several people were silent again, and now they reached a consensus again that they must not be called monkeys, so the nickname could not be decided again.

At this time, Francisco suddenly said: "Bayonets, sabers, rifles, pistols, artillery shells, mines, grenades, airplanes, tanks, there are many nicknames you can give. Anyway, these are the most nicknames in the army. You choose one." Bar."

Mike nodded and said: "That's right, we are about to break into a bastard's house and probably start a fight. At this time, we are discussing the issue of nicknames at his door. I think this is very funny."

Then just give it a random one, but John said: "A nickname will last a lifetime, so how can you give it a vulgar nickname so casually? It's worse than a mad dog."

"No, even a nickname will last a lifetime, so even if you kill me, don't use the nickname Mad Dog, no way!"

Gao Guang's stubbornness made several others helpless. Francisco suddenly said: "Dragon, Great Wall, Panda, Baozi, uh... let me think about it, there is still kung fu."

John immediately said: "The Chinese style is so strong, if you want to kill him, you absolutely can't."

Francisco spread his hands and said: "I've said what I know. It's none of my business now. Guys, we've been here for five minutes. Someone started to look at us. Someone came out!"

People can make decisions quickly under pressure. Gao Guang had no choice but to say urgently: "You guys call me Otto first, then the nickname will come back later. Whoever dares to call me a mad dog will deduct money! Come on!"

Someone came out of the door, a black man, looking at Francisco with an unkind expression, and then lowered his head to look at Gao Guang, who was sitting in the passenger seat with the car door open.

Gao Guang got out of the car and adjusted his clothes subconsciously.

John said with a dissatisfied look on his face in the back seat: "I've been deducting money all day long, so forget it if you ask me to deduct money."

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Nicknames are very important, but I just can't think of them. How about you guys help me think of them?

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