"Brother Sakaki, are you ready?"

"I'm ready."

Sakaki Makoto nodded heavily, looking serious, and feeling a little nervous.

no way...

I'm about to meet my boss, how can I not be nervous?

"Now that you are ready, let's go in."

Megure Juzo pushed open the door of the ward, cleared a path in front, used his slightly bloated body to squeeze through the crowd, and brought Sakaki Makoto and the other two to the bedside.

Friends and relatives surrounded the bed, and some of their faces even appeared frequently on TV. This shows that the power of the Domon family is extraordinary. Domon Yasuki is definitely a seed of a future prime minister!

No wonder the Black Organization doesn't want him to become a member of parliament.

Sakaki Makoto didn't want to either.

Sitting on the hospital bed, Yasuteru Domon, wearing a blue and white hospital gown, looked a little pale, lacking in energy and blood, and was very weak, but his eyes revealed an unquestionable majesty from time to time.

At this moment, he was smiling and dealing with the guests who came to visit him. This is also a means of communication. If you want to maintain a good relationship, you naturally have to spend some money.

There were so many people coming to visit that even if Yasuteru Domon only said a few words to each person, he was still overwhelmed.

Watching this scene...

Sakaki Makoto suddenly understood why Domon Yasuki insisted on returning to his job.

The reason is very simple. He might feel even more tired if he stays in the hospital. He will have to repay all the favors he has received today in the future. So there is no need for him to stay. He can still have a good reputation after being discharged from the hospital, shouting the slogan that he will give his last bit of strength to the country. Does he still worry that no one will support him?

Seeing Megure Jusan approaching the bed and Sakaki Makoto and the other two following behind, Domon Yasuki put down the cup in his hand and said to the guests around him:

"Everyone, I'm sorry, the police want to talk to me about something, so please go back today. I, Domon Yasuki, would like to thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to visit me today."

The guests immediately put down their gifts, said goodbye with a smile, and before leaving, they did not forget to say some blessings for Tumen Yasuhi's speedy recovery.

Two full minutes passed before the crowd in the ward left one after another. Osaka Kuroiji, who was standing in the corner and couldn't say a word, quickly opened the window to clear the turbid air in the room.

He had seen similar scenes before. When Hattori Heizo was injured and hospitalized, it was almost the same scene.

As evening approaches, the sun sets, the ground temperature drops, and the fresh evening breeze lifts the curtains and passes through the hall.

"Mr. Domon, Brother Sakaki Makoto has agreed to your previous request."

Megure Jusan handed over the discharge certificate:

"This was brought by Brother Makoto Sakaki."

"Um..."

Picking up the discharge certificate, Domon Yasuki looked at it carefully and smiled gently:

"I was not disappointed."

"Some things require special people to do them, and some people require special things to drive them."

"Mr. Sakaki, I will be able to remove the bandages in a week. Please take care of me in the next week."

Yasuki Domon picked up the cup and took a sip of hot tea. He felt that he had grasped Sakaki Makoto, or at least found out his preferences. With such a bodyguard, his safety would be guaranteed.

result...

“Are there performance bonuses?”

Sakaki Makoto's words made Domon Yasuki choke and almost lose his concentration:

"Performance bonus? What performance bonus? Bodyguards get performance bonuses?"

"certainly."

Sakaki Makoto curled his lips, thinking that Domon Yasuki didn't understand the market, so he calculated for him:

"Look...what is the bodyguard's job? To protect the boss's safety, right?"

"But most of the time, bodyguards are just there to keep up appearances! This is when you have to be careful... Catching a petty thief with bad intentions is definitely not the same as stopping a vicious serial killer, right?"

"Bodyguards are also human beings. If you pay me to support you, I will naturally shoulder the basic responsibilities, such as scouting the area in advance, checking for bombs, and eliminating dangers. But if you ask me to do something beyond the bottom line, such as blocking bullets for you, stopping the enemy alone, or killing a certain political enemy, I will charge extra for this!"

"You can even block bullets?!"

Domon Yasuaki was surprised:

“Isn’t this the treatment for the President’s bodyguards?”

"I'm just giving you an example..."

Scratching his head awkwardly, Sakaki Makoto muttered:

"You can't ask me to take a bullet for you, I won't do it no matter how much money you offer me..."

So what the hell is this...

Domon Yasuteru was speechless.

But to be honest, he didn't mind Sakaki Makoto's clear pricing, because he was not short of money at all. To him, any problem that could be solved with money was not a problem, and he felt more at ease with services purchased with money.

If you don’t believe me, look at the bodyguards standing in the corner. They say they will protect your safety, but what is the result?

They had already fallen down, but they were still standing there stupidly without any reaction!

The bodyguard industry has a low minimum and a high maximum, and "professionals" are hard to come by.

"So this is the performance bonus you mentioned..."

Domon Yasuki nodded and said without hesitation:

"No problem, what are your rates?"

"Which service?"

"What services are available?"

"To kill a man, you will be charged 5 million. To eliminate a political enemy, someone like Tokiwa Eisaku or Sento Junji will be charged 2.5 million. If you pack two together, you will get 20% off, which is 4 million. I will kill them but not bury them. You can send someone to deal with them afterwards..."

Pulling out a calculator from somewhere, Sakaki Makoto started typing away:

"As for the rest... I can pick up the kids from school, 100,000 a day, if you encounter a kidnapper, the price is extra. Yes, yes, yes, catching an adulterer is also my specialty, the price is 500,000, if the lover is a big shot, you have to pay more, um... what service do you need?"

"............"

Domon Yasuki looked at Megure Jusan who was stunned by what he heard and thought to himself, you are doing this in front of the police...

Is it suitable?

Are you really not afraid of going to jail? ! !

The key question is...

Why do these things you said sound unrelated to bodyguards?

"Then how much is my life worth in your eyes?"

Domon Yasuki asked a very important question. For some reason, his intuition told him that there was something wrong with the way Sakaki Makoto looked at him...

Unexpectedly, Sakaki Makoto stared at Domon Yasuteru quietly for a while, then suddenly smiled and said nothing.

Domon Yasuki: “….”

"The police are responsible for arresting criminals, I will not use assassination to deal with political opponents, and there are also special people responsible for picking up children..."

After hesitating for a while, Domon Yasuaki said:

"Your mission is to protect my personal safety in the next week. No matter what happens, you must ensure that my speeches, parades, interviews and other activities go smoothly. The performance bonus will be settled together at the end. I can transfer your salary first. Is there any problem?"

"No!"

Sakaki Makoto's face turned grim, and he stood at attention and saluted:

“Hello, Boss!”