The American kill line? I, a demon hunter, don't eat beef.

three days later

There is an office of about 50 square meters on the second floor of an old office building in Skid Row.

Zhou Feng rented it a couple of days ago to use as the company's headquarters.

As for the company's name, he had already decided on it: [Northern Border Security].

The office was very simple at the time, with only five sets of desks and chairs, a second-hand computer that was extremely slow to respond, and the wires were still tangled together and covered in dust.

At this moment, Zhou Feng was sitting at one of the desks, holding three A4-sized printed documents in his hand.

In contrast, there were three somewhat awkward men sitting opposite Zhou Feng.

They were all strong men he had selected from the streets.

Zhou Feng spoke in a friendly and natural tone: "I am very pleased that you are all willing to join our Northern Border Security."

"Let me first introduce myself. My name is Zhou Feng. I also have a colleague named Roger, but he is currently busy. You will have the opportunity to meet him later."

Then, Zhou Feng repeated to the three of them what he had told Roger before: his lofty ambitions and corporate goals.

Although these were not Zhou Feng's true intentions, starting a company is similar to mobilizing for war in ancient times.

First, one needs to occupy the moral high ground, condemn the enemy country, portray them as wicked demons, and depict one's own side as righteous benefactors acting on behalf of Heaven. Only in this way can one have a legitimate reason to fight, and incidentally win over a group of people's hearts.

The U.S. State Department has personally tested and confirmed its effectiveness!

Zhou Feng looked at the three of them with sincere eyes.

"It's not that you lack a positive and ambitious heart that wants to change, but rather that society's prejudice against you is too deep. Laziness, instability, and danger have become labels that firmly hold you down."

"But I don't think so. I want to give you, and other homeless people, a chance, a chance to get out of this quagmire."

Upon hearing this, the three of them, perhaps thinking of their own grievances and pain during this period, couldn't help but have their eyes redden and shed a few tears.

"So, are you willing to be my helpers?"

"I do!"

The three of them said in unison.

Zhou Feng stood up resolutely and said loudly, "From now on, we are family who can trust each other!"

"We are a family!!!"

The three were thrilled, overjoyed to have joined such a promising company.

"Alright, I've finished introducing myself. Now, as members of this family, you can all introduce yourselves, starting with... Carter."

Zhou Feng pointed to the young man on the far right.

The young man who was pointed at did not hesitate, stood up, and recounted his experience.

"My name is Carter Joel, I am 28 years old, and I used to be a professional Sanda athlete. I would fight for my club in my spare time."

"Until I was attacked in a match and had three ribs broken by an opponent, and was sent to the hospital, the club dismissed me after evaluating me, and the insurance company refused to pay my 12 medical bill."

"After my place was mortgaged, the police threw me in here as a homeless person."

Zhou Feng nodded. Another pitiful person decimated by a huge medical bill. Then he looked at the remaining two.

"Who's next?"

This time, it was the man in the middle who stood up. He had a hoarse voice and a Western cowboy accent.

"My name is Raymond, and I'm from... the South Side of Chicago, which you've probably heard of."

"That place, even if you found the best poet in the world, you wouldn't know what good words to use to describe it. Gangsters, depravity, marijuana, guns, filth."

"I used to work for another security company, and life was pretty good. But in recent years, with the rise of AI, the company's management must have gone crazy. They introduced a batch of security robots and started laying off a large number of employees. Because I was born in the southern district, I became one of the first employees to be laid off."

"Ultimately, because I was unemployed, my credit started to plummet, I accumulated debts, my house was mortgaged, and that's how I ended up homeless."

Zhou Feng raised an eyebrow. Good heavens, this company's board of directors is something else. Even cost reduction and efficiency improvement can't be done like this.

When it was the last man named Kane's turn, he stood up and began to explain why he had become a wanderer.

He was admitted to a science and engineering university, joined a large company, was eventually laid off, and ended up homeless.

After this sharing session, everyone became more familiar with each other, and the initial awkwardness gradually faded away.

More than anything, it's a deep mutual appreciation between companions, a kind of cohesion that shouldn't exist in Skid Row, that's being born among them.

"Now that we all know each other, let's talk about salary and benefits."

Zhou Feng looked at the three men: "You are now considered veterans of our company. Due to limited resources in the early stages, I can only offer each of you a fixed salary of $3000 per month, plus a certain number of shares. Does anyone have any objections?"

The three of them naturally had no objections.

In fact, they would be willing to forgo wages if they could just be provided with shelter and a full meal.

Zhou Feng: "We still have a lot of work to do for a while. There are still many procedures to go through to establish the company."

"Raymond."

"arrive!"

"Given your experience as a senior executive in a security company, you'll be in charge of registering the LLC and applying for the SSN."

"yes!"

Zhou Feng looked at Kane and continued to give instructions: "Kane, you said you studied computer science in college. Could you develop our official website and ordering platform? I'll tell you what highlights we need to showcase later."

Kane immediately patted his chest and said, "No problem, boss, leave it to me!"

Zhou Feng then looked at Carter: "This is our company's business card, Carter, you..."

After assigning everyone their tasks...

Zhou Feng stood up, his voice loud and his aura surging.

"From this day forward, I hereby declare the [Northern Security] company officially established!"

"Although we have nothing right now, and even our office is crammed into this tiny room, I believe that one day we will make a name for ourselves, go beyond Los Angeles, and even beyond California! We will rebuild our glory!!"

The warm autumn sun shone through the windows onto the group of people whose eyes were filled with renewed hope, and the office, which had been gloomy before, became bright and cheerful.

At the same time, the system's long-absent notification sound rang out.

[Ding! A successful demon hunter's journey across the land depends not only on strength but also on background. Congratulations to the demon hunter for forming their own mercenary group. Current members: 5. Reward: Legendary Skill Fragment x1, 3-dimensional attributes +0.1]

[Legendary skill fragments have been added to the system inventory (4/5)]

[Strength Attribute: 1.5 → 1.6]

[Speed ​​attribute: 0.9 → 1.0]

[Mental Attribute: 1.7→1.8]

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