Song Yan took two beautiful bodyguards to the central villa of Zhongcheng International.

He looked at the two women and said, "You'll stay here in the future. There are many rooms anyway. You can choose two at will."

"Yes, Master."

The two women spoke in one voice, but the tone was still very flat.

Song Yan continued, "As for your meals, there are kitchen utensils in this villa that you can make by yourself. If you don't want to do it yourself, you can eat out. By the way, your salary is tentatively set at 12 million yuan a year. Give me your card number. I'll advance your salary for...