We humans are so awesome.

"Not to mention a dagger, even if you fall, you might lose half your life, but do you dare to do it?"

He suddenly stumbled and fell into the arms of a passing leader, as if he had been petrified. The leader froze in place, not daring to move.

"Old, old sir, it has nothing to do with me..."

"You are so timid and yet you learn to bully others in school?" The old man sighed, struggled to get up and continued to move forward.

"If I die from the knife, you'll have to go to jail. If I survive, you'll have to pay compensation. I can assure you that even if it's just a scratch on my finger, I'll spend the rest of my life in the hospital. By the way, do your parents have any money? Never mind. They'll be gone soon anyway."

He kept muttering as he walked through the crowd. Wherever he went, people avoided him as much as possible, and they didn't even bother to pick up the dagger that had fallen on the ground.

"The old gentleman has given you a chance. Otherwise, you still want to leave without getting hurt? Why don't you say thank you to the old gentleman?!"

Don Juan's words awakened the lost teenagers. They looked at each other, shouted in unison, turned around and ran, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Elodie helped his still trembling friend up and bowed repeatedly to his savior: "Thank you very much, old man."

"You should thank me!"

Don Juan took the payment code handed over by the old man and transferred five thousand yuan.

While he was watching, he dialed the number on the business card and made a deal with the old man who had just blackmailed him.

Five thousand yuan is enough for the old man to lie down ten times. Although there is a certain risk, people in their line of work are always on the verge of a bloodbath, and risks and opportunities coexist.

"Happy cooperation, Mr. Devil!"

After receiving the money, the old man smiled happily and was about to leave, but was stopped by Don Juan.

"Old man, it's a pity that you have such conditions and talents. Have you ever considered changing your career?"

"for example?"

“For example, security guards.”

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When Don Juan returned to school this time, he conveniently set up the "Sunset Red" security company and recruited a dozen energetic old men in the first batch.

The company provides the old men with comprehensive legal and medical assistance to increase their blackmail income, but the target of the blackmail is determined by the company.

The first place of work for the old men was Don Juan's school. They were not afraid of any evil forces, because they were the evil forces, whether they were thugs from outside or bullies in the school, they could not escape their fists and sticks.

At first, there were still some young men who dared to resist, but under the old men's skilled techniques of hitting cars, they soon paid the price in blood and were blackmailed to the point of losing everything.

After the news spread, no one had the courage to offend the authority of the elders. The campus became clean and upright, and filled with a harmonious atmosphere everywhere.

As a result, this third-rate school became a holy place in the hearts of the bullied. Students requesting to transfer in lined up from morning to night. The principal's home was filled with local specialties from all over the country, and one meal had to be prepared three or four times.

"I always feel that what you do is not good."

"Maybe." Don Juan agreed with Elodie's statement, "But what else can we do?"

Chapter 44 Money Matters

Whether it is good or not is not the point, at least it is easy to use.

The main reason why Don Juan established the "Sunset Red" security company was to ensure his own safety at school.

After all, he is a well-known public figure now. If he doesn't have security personnel around him, he might be harmed by crazy fans at any time.

However, if you bring a traditional bodyguard with a stern face, a suit and sunglasses, it will appear too ostentatious and give people a bad impression of "are you here to study or to inspect?"

The appearance of the old men was just right; they looked kind and friendly, but no one dared to approach within a five-meter radius. With three or five more such security guards around him, Don Juan suddenly felt safe.

He spent half a month quietly in school, during which time he took part in more than ten major and minor exams. With the school's full support, he won first place every time, which effectively proved his innocence.

There was also good news from Sylvia, the Masonic Order's Magic Network film and television production license was finally obtained. In addition to the game company, Don Juan now had another film and television company under his name.

It's time to fight back!

The bards dared to attack Don Juan recklessly because they knew that Don Juan could do nothing to them. Even if they held a grudge and attacked him on the magic web, it would only affect the perception of some men, but they didn't have many male audiences.

It’s different for the drow. They have a high status among women and great influence. It may only take a word for them to destroy the jobs of the bards.

Don Juan happened to know such a drow, and her combat power was above the level of high-level priest - Grena.

He had not communicated with Grena since their last separation, and the temporary communication method they had established had long since expired and could not be used.

But it doesn't matter. Don Juan is quite familiar with Grena's peculiar hobbies, and he immediately starts an investigation within the Freemasonry. It doesn't take long before he discovers a dozen male devils who have been touched by him, and the most favored one among them is Folga.

"I want to see Grena."

Folga, who was called to the office, was already feeling uneasy. When he heard Don Juan's request, he was horrified. He fell to his knees, hugged his calves, and begged bitterly.

"No, President, Miss Grena and I are truly in love, please don't break us up!"

Of course Folga knew the rules of Freemasonry. Even falling in love was prohibited, let alone being kept. But he really couldn't live without Grena now.

The main quest + side quest + character appearance fees have emptied Folga's wallet. If he loses Grena at this time, he won't even be able to go to a high-end bar. Folga can't imagine the days without being able to go to the bar!

"Let go!"

Don Juan shook his legs vigorously a few times, but seeing that he could not get rid of Folga's entanglement, he could only comfort him with kind words.

"I went to see him for something else. It has nothing to do with your relationship... Forget about this violation. I won't even charge you a fine. Is that ok?"

"Thank you, President." Folga finally breathed a sigh of relief and let go of his hands. "By the way, I can only help you pass on the message. As for whether Miss Grena agrees or not, that's hard to say!"

"He will agree." Don Juan is confident, "Because I have money!"

As an organization, Zhuoer certainly needs operating funds to grow and develop. As an individual, if Grena wants to maintain her current extravagant life, she also needs a lot of money.

Don Juan's request should not be a big deal to him. He could easily get a handsome reward. How could Grena refuse?

After conveying his sincerity to Folga, Don Juan watched him turn and leave, and suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable reluctance in his heart.

"By the way, do you know? Grena..."

"What's up with her?"

"He's actually a man!"

"...What?" Folga's ruddy face turned pale in an instant, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire, and his hands and feet were shaking with anger. "He actually, how could he do this... This will cost extra money!"

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The second meeting between Don Juan and Grena was not as confrontational and tense as the last time, but was filled with a harmonious and friendly atmosphere.

After listening to Don Juan's request, Grena agreed without even frowning.

"I'll take care of this matter. Come to the Tower Hotel to find me in three days. I will give you a satisfactory result."

"Thank you very much, Miss Grena. The reward is..."

"Hey, we are all sisters, it would be too polite to talk about compensation." Grena interrupted Don Juan with a smile, "This time it's a free service."

Hearing this, Don Juan's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Free things are more expensive, and he certainly understood this truth.

As expected, Grena took a sip of water, talked about this and that for a while, and then put forward her own conditions: "By the way, can outsiders invest in your film and television company?"

"Of course, we especially welcome Zhuoer to join us. Miss Grena, how many shares are you prepared to subscribe for?" Don Juan was already prepared to sell half of them and give them away half.

"Not much, 40% is enough. I'll invest in it with my technology, is that ok?" Grena didn't intend to pay a penny.

Zhuoer's technology is indeed crucial, and after getting 40% of the shares, Grena will definitely work harder, so no matter how reluctant Don Juan is, he can only agree with a pinch of his nose.

"Then let's sign the contract!"

Since the cooperation involved the company's equity, the original agreement text could no longer be used. Don Juan sent a message to Sylvia, asking her to send the new contract text in accordance with the spirit of the meeting.

The female assistant was extremely efficient and quickly drafted the contract according to Don Juan's wishes. However, even though she had already reached the door, she was unwilling to enter the meeting room no matter what.

"Sir, if possible, could you please go to the door and get the contract?"

After receiving Sylvia's message, Don Juan was a little confused, but the request was not excessive, so he naturally would not refuse.

Don Juan walked to the door of the meeting room and took the contract from the girl. For some reason, Sylvia, who was always calm and composed, seemed very nervous today. The delicate fingerprints could be vaguely seen on the edge of the contract.

He was about to give a few more instructions when the half-closed door behind him was suddenly pushed open with great force, and Grena's powerful voice came from behind him.

"Are you a guest of the Freemasons? Since you are here, why not come in..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and when it sounded again, there was a hint of surprise.

"Hey, it's you, Sylvia... why are you here?"

Chapter 45 Women's Studies

"Why can't I be here?"

Now that she was exposed, Sylvia stopped hiding and walked out from behind Don Juan, came in front of Grena, and glared at him.

"I work for Mr. Don Juan and use my abilities to earn appropriate compensation. Isn't that much better than a guy like you who makes a living by sucking women's blood?!"

Don Juan had never seen the female assistant look so aggressive before. She was like a little cat that was forced into a corner and had no way out, with its fur standing on end.

Grena, who was verbally attacked, did not get angry and even smiled tolerantly.

"Ha, Miss Sylvia, I'm just curious. There's no need to be like this. Only the weak need to use anger to cover up their fragility."

She paused, then asked curiously, "You really chose a good employer this time - but by the way, how did you know that Mr. Don Juan was gay?"

"Ah?" Sylvia was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Don Juan, "Sir, so you are..."

"No, I'm not!" Don Juan denied it quickly.

Coming out to Grena before was just a temporary solution. His identity and status are no longer what they used to be, and he has already reached a dirty deal with Grena. Of course, there is no need to do this again.

"Why should we hide such a thing?" Grena did not understand Don Juan's behavior. "Miss Sylvia, you can sense it yourself, right? Has he ever flirted with you or made a move on you? No, right? You know, he is a devil!"

Sylvia shook her head, as if she understood something.

She changed four or five jobs, and each time she ended up sending her boss to the hospital on the grounds of self-defense. Only with Don Juan did she feel a little relieved.

"I'm being a gentleman!"

Don Juan wanted to cry but had no tears. He was not a real devil, so how could he do such a despicable thing?

"Mr. Don Juan..."