216: Chapter 216: Recruiting More Hands 216: Chapter 216: Recruiting More Hands “Hello, Ember, it’s nice to hear from you.” Yusuf Zuck took the phone from Sara and hit the accept button with a smile, greeting Officer Ember cheerily!

“Yusuf!” Ember’s voice came as an outcry over the phone.

She had called to ask about Yusuf, but she hadn’t expected him to be the one to answer.

“Yep, it’s me.” Yusuf replied.

“You…

you you you…

Are you alright?” Officer Ember stammered excitedly.

“Better than ever.

I just drank over half a liter of liquor and had three bowls of rice.

How about you, been good these past few days?”

“I’m good too, but you…

Las Vegas…

were you…” Ember knew that Yusuf had gone abroad, so she was extremely worried.

“That wasn’t me.

Some bastard stole my photos and name.

It’s a violation of my rights.

Don’t worry, there’s nothing to fret about.

I’ve been in the country this whole time and haven’t been abroad.” Yusuf felt a warmth in his heart.

No matter what, being cared about by so many people made life worthwhile.

“Oh, hahaha, that’s good to hear it’s not you.

When do you have time available?” Ember laughed.

She was convinced it had to be Yusuf; how could America get it wrong?

Plus, she knew what Yusuf was capable of.

Even if it was Yusuf, so what?

She liked Yusuf, and if he’d done something earth-shattering and troubled the Americans, it was great!

In a broader sense, he could be considered a national hero.

Numerous netizens in online forums were saying how awesome Yusuf was, how he made them feel vindicated—it was damn satisfying!

After thinking for a moment, Yusuf said, “How about tomorrow night?

You wait for me at home and make something delicious.

I’m sick of eating nothing but bread these past few days.

It’s bland as hell.”

“Mmmm, how about seafood or Mongolian hotpot?

Nevermind, I’ll make both.

I’ll get off work early and start preparing.” Ember said happily.

“Alright, then.

See you tomorrow.

I’m gonna hang up now, I’m drinking with my dad and sister.” Yusuf laughed.

“Sure, hang up.” Ember sweetly ended the call, and Yusuf handed the phone back to Sara.

Sara didn’t leave but instead watched her brother intently, her face not looking too pleased.

“What’s up?” Yusuf whispered.

“What’s up?

What is this mess supposed to mean, huh?

You and Ember…

Louise…

what kind of situation is this all about?!” Sara said indignantly.

Yusuf let out a nervous chuckle.

“They’re all friends, just female ones, that’s all.

What are you even talking about?”

“I don’t want to deal with your issues.

Just watch yourself and stop getting worse.” Sara, so angry she lost her appetite, stormed back to her room.

Yusuf just rubbed his nose.

He indeed was getting worse, but some things were beyond his control.

In the last two months, his wealth and romantic prospects seemed unstoppable, and who could make any sense of matters of the heart?

Standing at the top of the stairs, Yusuf sighed, then shook his head, not wanting to think about anything.

Emotional issues had to be taken one step at a time—he didn’t want to hurt anyone!

He continued drinking downstairs.

He had missed his old man and a few brothers whom he hadn’t seen for more than ten days, so tonight, Yusuf decided not to hold back.

The men drank until past eleven at night.

After tidying up the dishes, Louise put on her coat to leave; before she went, she also told Yusuf to go to bed early.

But there was no way Yusuf would let her leave alone, so he quickly grabbed his own coat to follow her out.

Fueled by the effects of alcohol, after a night of passion, Miles O’Brien chatted with Yusuf Zuck for a while, mostly about matters concerning the shop.

Around four in the morning, she fell asleep sweetly in Yusuf’s arms.

Yusuf, no longer drunk, just couldn’t fall back asleep, so he got up, went downstairs to clean up, and then practiced a set of boxing in the yard.

At six in the morning, Yusuf returned to the Zuck family compound, while Jerome Hart and the others were up too, seemingly exercising in the yard, with Jerome sparring with them one by one.

“Stop training for now, I have a few things to discuss with you guys,” Yusuf called everyone together and continued, “First, if you have time, sign up for an English tutoring class and learn some basic English.

Although I’m not particularly fond of it either, you’ll definitely need it in the future.”

“Bro, aren’t you making it hard for us?” Dream Morrow and the others instantly looked bitter, they hadn’t even gotten the hang of speaking Mandarin well, let alone learn English.

“Just learn enough for daily use, I’m telling you, I’ll have to take you abroad someday.

Don’t blame me if you get played overseas!”

“Second, you guys hurry up and look for houses these days, I won’t give more than warranted.

Fifteen million each, you manage it yourself, whether you buy high-rises or suburban bungalows, it’s up to you to decide.

You don’t need to buy cars, consider them an additional reward, separate from the fifteen million.”

“Boss, how much did you make on your trip out?

We know about the jewels, not one has been sold yet!” Samuel Ross said with a laugh.

“Made a bit of money, fifteen million in cash, plus a car worth up to two million!” Yusuf wasn’t stingy; he had earned quite a bit this time, so rewarding each person with a car was not a big deal.

“What about my clinic’s opening?

How much for the red envelope?” Jerome Hart’s eyes lit up.

“Just a car, like everyone else.

I’ll give you a calligraphy piece or something at the time, written by me!”

“Stingy!” Jerome Hart raised his middle finger in response.

“There’s another thing,” Yusuf paused for a thought and said, “It’s already winter, and although my sister doesn’t need to stay overnight, it’s still unbearable during the day.

It’s not that my sister is delicate, I’m the delicate one.

After all, I’ve offended too many people.

My sister is my life, so while I’m troubling you guys, I’m also considering hiring a few more people to help share the load.”

“For now, just hire them under the guise of drivers.

Discuss among yourselves about who to choose, preferably former comrades or the like, ones you can trust, with a solid foundation in martial arts.

The most important point, though, is they must not have a criminal record.”

“It’s not that I look down on those with prior records – I had one myself before.

But this is about protecting my sister, not doing anything else, so it’s best to play it safe!”

“Boss, I have a couple of candidates you know,” Samuel Ross said with a smile.

“Floyd Hart for one.

Although his martial arts aren’t great, he’s sharp-witted.

Then there’s Louise Garrett – you might not be able to get a full sentence out of her, but she’s tight-lipped and values loyalty the most.”

“They’ve talked to me several times before about coming to work with you, and I haven’t agreed yet.”

“Then let them come.

As for living arrangements, they can stay in the old dorms at the academy, since they’re vacant anyway.

But even with the two of them, we still need another two, so the four of you discuss it, including the salary.

I’ll pay for it.”

“When it comes to salaries, that’s for you to decide; we can’t discuss that!” Samuel Ross and Jerome Hart shook their heads at the same time.

They couldn’t make decisions on such matters.

“Fine,” Yusuf thought for a moment and said, “They were making about three thousand a month as security guards in Fengdu, right?

Give them a bit more here, a base salary of fifteen thousand a month, with room and board included, quarterly bonuses, and year-end red packets.” Yusuf’s offer was generous, knowing that good pay was essential for Floyd Hart and others to be motivated and dedicated.

“And the last thing, I’ll provide information on someone later, help me investigate him.

If you can’t do it yourself, find an investigation company.

It’s important, and it absolutely must be done well.”

“I’m busy today, might be all day, so I won’t meet with Floyd Hart and the others.

Send them my regards,” Yusuf concluded and went inside to retrieve his mobile phone and then contact Marlon Shepherd and Leila Brown.

And the person he wanted to investigate was also Marlon Shepherd.

With more and more money coming in, if Marlon could truly handle it, it might be worth testing his capabilities.