Chapter 1705
Zoya sighed and nodded again.
He looked frustrated.
"Miss Zhan, don't worry. I believe there must be a reason for Ragib to do this." Mitchell said, "If he loves you, he won't let you down. You just need to trust him."
Zoya was stunned. "Is that so?"
Did others also think so?
As long as he firmly believed that Ragib loved her, he would never let her down. Was it okay? Was all her worries before that unnecessary?
As soon as Zoya raised her head, Ragib's figure came in from the outside. After glancing at Zoya, his eyes fell on Mitchell, and he showed a typical smile. "Mitchell? It turns out that Aman sent you here? Hahaha, it's really his style!"
"Hello, Ragib." Mitchell bowed.
"Just in time." Ragib patted Mitchell on the shoulder. "But are you free today?"
"Yes. Today is Saturday. Young Master Chen and the others don't need to go to school."
"Alright, I've heard from Shawn that your close-range combat skills are quite good. Coincidentally, you can fight with the batch of employees that I've trained. Let's see how long they can last under your hands..."
"In terms of skills, I dare not compete with Ragib. But since Ragib thinks highly of me, I will try my best," Mitchell said modestly.
"Don't be modest. Come on..." Ragib said and took Mitchell to the training ground. Behind him, Zoya's mouth twitched. Did they forget that she was still standing here?
However, as a professional bodyguard, Mitchell was indeed generous. He defeated five new employees by himself. It only took him a few minutes to beat down five new employees. Moreover, Ragib also asked him to tell them some rules and things to pay attention to. It could be said that it was very worthwhile for Mitchell to teach those people a lesson.
Although Ragib was strong and their general lesson, he was not a bodyguard after all.
Of course, only professional bodyguards knew what kind of problems the bodyguards would encounter at work.
After the arrival of Mitchell that day, several wounded people were carried to the medical room one after another. All of them screamed and were dislocated by Zoya.
Among them, the one with the most serious injury was his knee.
After Mitchell left in the afternoon, the others went to the canteen for dinner. Zoya intended to tell this person the truth in the medical room.
"What's your name?"
"... Ben," he lowered his head and said.
Zoya was really not used to it. "Forget it, just raise your head. I'm not used to looking at someone else's head."
"... No, there's no need." He didn't want to be misunderstood by the head coach and peeked at his woman. Otherwise, he would be killed by the head coach if he didn't get fired.
"There's no one here. He won't know even if you look at me." Zoya sighed. "Besides, it's the most basic courtesy to face each other when you talk. Don't you understand?"
The man was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a while, and then slowly raised his head.
Zoya sat opposite him and asked, "Have you ever thought about not working in the security industry?"
"..." He did not know what to say. "What do you mean?"
Looking at his tall but honest face, Zoya frowned again, but she couldn't bear to see her saying, "I won't change my mind. As a man, you should have some psychological endurance. To be honest, your knee is seriously injured. If you don't continue to train after recovering from the injury, it's very likely that your ligament will be directly broken later. At that time, you may not be able to walk, let alone become a security guard or a guard."
He looked straight at Zoya, opened his mouth , and couldn't say anything for a long time.
After a while, he asked, "Is my leg... going to break?" He could hear the difficulty in his words.
"It's not a broken leg, but it's inconvenient to walk on this leg in the future." Zoya said tactfully, "If you don't recover well, you may become a cripple in the future."
"Dr. Zhan!" One of his men's eyes turned red.
"Why is it that no one else is fine? And they all said that your medical skills are very good. You are a military doctor, so you must have a way, right? My family still has siblings and a family to support. I heard that after becoming a professional bodyguard, my salary will be very high, so I came here. I am the hope of my family. I can't be a cripple..."
"Don't get excited," Zoya said.
He just stopped talking, but his breathing was still chaotic, and his eyes were red.
Mitchell had a sense of propriety, so most of the others had their joints dislocated or had external injuries, but there were always some who reacted slowly and were seriously injured. Ben was the one who suffered the most serious injury.
"I'm just saying that if you don't continue to train well, it's very likely that something like this will happen later," Zoya said, "In other words, it's also possible that your injury will heal by itself, because people with good physical quality will have strong self-healing abilities."
He looked relieved.
"But, I'm taking the risk with your future," Zoya told him. "So for safety's sake, I suggest you stop training immediately. Take good care of yourself and wait for your leg injury to recover completely."
"But the chief coach said that the first test will be held in three months." He said anxiously, "If I don't join the training quickly, I won't be able to catch up with others. How can I pass the test then?"
"That's why I'm asking you. Have you ever thought about doing other business?" Zoya said, "As the saying goes, you don't have to be a bodyguard if you can get a champion in all three hundred and sixty professions."
Looking at him lowering his head, Zoya said, "Besides, you've trained to this point. Even if you can't pass the examination, you can still be transferred to the logistics department in the future. Or you can also be assigned to the shopping mall, the company or the school to be a security guard."
He grabbed his injured knee and said in a hurry, "Doctor Zhan... You don't know that I'm from the countryside. In such a big city, I've never been to college. I don't have any other skills, so I can't be an expert. Before this, I was a glass cleaner in the building. I hung a safe rope every day and cleaned it layer by layer from dozens of floors, but it was hard for me to support my family... Later, I saw the recruitment advertisement of the security and security company, so I came here. I just want to become a powerful bodyguard of a rich man in the future. With a high income, my family members can also be proud of me."
He knew the difference between security guards and high-level bodyguards.
Zoya sighed. Indeed, it was said that the annual salary of a professional personal bodyguard in City was at least 500,000 Dollar.
The job of bodyguards was risky, and they had all been trained. Those who could afford private bodyguards were rich people, so their income was naturally not low.
He added, "So I have to stick to it. I don't have any other skills except to be strong. The coach is right. As a man, if he can't even endure hardships, he won't have any achievements."
"But you don't have to suffer..." Zoya frowned. "You're injured, and you're not weak."
"I know." He raised his head. "So Doctor Zhan, please help me cure my injury. Please."
"Alas."
"When I handed over my resume, I never thought that I would be hired. I just wanted to try my luck." He said excitedly, "But I was hired... It is said that our group of people were selected by the chief coach in person. I heard that the chief coach is an amazing person. He used to be a major general. He must have thought highly of me, so I can't let the chief coach down. I want to continue training. I believe that if I follow the chief coach or stay in this company, I will definitely have some achievements in the future!"
Zoya sighed.
Ragib's influence was really great.
He had been completely regarded as an idol by these people. Everyone obeyed him and wanted to follow him!
"If you continue to train, what will you do if your legs are lame in the future?" Zoya saw that he could not bear the consequences. "Didn't you just say that there is a big family in your family waiting for you to support them?"
Thinking of his younger brother and sister who were still studying, he lowered his head again. "But I also want to be an amazing brother..."
"If, in the future, my leg is really lame." He clutched the knee tightly. "That can only mean that I'm unlucky."
Zoya really wanted to say that she was too stupid to gamble on luck.
The reason why luck was called luck was that there were very few people who could meet it.