Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 780 - 498 Personal Bodyguard_1

After the real-world exercise at the secret base of the Butterfly Project, information about Feng Yi surfaced among various influential families, but no useful information could be gleaned from their discussions.

Meanwhile, Feng Yi’s peers, the second and third generations, began switching their attitudes toward him; they felt too embarrassed to invite Feng Yi for a drink anymore, and even their messages to him became more restrained.

Over at Feng Chi’s end.

Upon learning that Feng Yi truly had no intention of participating in the reality show, Deputy Director Li could only sigh regretfully.

But he understood.

Deputy Director Li still patted Feng Chi on the shoulder amiably and said, "If your brother ever changes his mind and becomes interested, make sure to let me know first!"

"Sure."

Feng Chi agreed verbally, but thought to himself: My brother is a man concerned with greater matters; how could he have time to listen to your nonsense!

After the call, Feng Chi returned to where the rest of the guests were seated, with a little lesson to attend to soon.

The other guests of the show noticed that after Feng Chi was called over by Deputy Director Li and came back, his mood was a bit off, as if he was overly excited.

An inquisitive guest couldn’t resist asking Feng Chi, "What did Deputy Director Li want with you?"

Feng Chi could only reply, "Just some personal business."

The guests thought to themselves: Your reaction doesn’t quite seem like it’s "just some personal business."

Feng Chi, seeing the change in expressions, knew others might misunderstand and chuckled, "It really is personal business, not convenient to discuss right now, but you might find out in a little while."

No need to say too much. He wouldn’t blab about things he shouldn’t disclose, and there was no need to make things too clear for what he could share.

Those who were part of this show all had connections and also shared concerns about "a certain project."

So, it wasn’t long before the guests, through their own networks and channels, became aware of the rumors when they surfaced online.

They knew not only about the progress of the Butterfly Project but also news about Feng Yi.

When they looked at Feng Chi again, their gazes were different.

No wonder Deputy Director Li needed to talk to him!

For the show, if they could bring in Feng Yi, it would indeed be a big boost.

The show itself was meant to provide the public with directed emotional guidance; entertainment was entertainment, but it also had a mission.

This variety show influenced the thinking of many young people who had never experienced long-term climate compatibility or extreme storms first-hand.

Online—

["The rumors say it’s been invented, is that true?"]

["Are you talking about—long-term promising, short-term nonsense, the one we can’t say outright for fear of being censored... that plan?"]

["I’ve seen similar posts on many platforms, always waiting for a denial."]

["Does that thing really exist? I don’t believe it!"]

["That was initially advertised as a century-long plan, only starting from a century, and less than half the time has passed; it should just be a phase of results, right?"]

It takes time for the news to ferment, and guiding the grassroots populace requires patience; this isn’t just a national matter, it’s global!

Similar scenes played out on the internet around the world, with partial media outlets reporting indirectly and marketing accounts seizing the opportunity to output a large volume of content, like video editing and pictorial storytelling, creating quite a buzz.

Feng Yi was also paying attention to the online developments, but not too closely, as he had his own matters to busy himself with.

His role as a decision-maker at the Ancestral Factory became widely known in certain circles, prompting him to decline some unnecessary social invitations, though some he could not conveniently refuse.

For instance, a large-scale international academic conference related to ecology and the environment, supported by the Joint Protection Agency.

No need to travel abroad; the conference was held right on his doorstep.

Feng Yi had not yet planned to give up his expert status at the Joint Protection Agency.

He was invited to this conference to talk about his discoveries during his research expeditions in the tropical rainforest.

In the tropical rainforest across the ocean, apart from filming giant anacondas, Feng Yi also captured many rare and little-known valuable video and images.

This was his second time speaking at an important exchange conference about his discoveries in the tropical rainforest.

The last time, experts and institutions from various countries had paid great attention; this second time, the attention was expected.

But beyond that, there were many more complex and significant appraisals.

The international experts who attended high-level academic exchange conferences had learned about Feng Yi’s other identity through various sources of information.

Those who already cooperated with or paid close attention to the Ancestral Factory showed even greater enthusiasm for Feng Yi.

Naturally, there were also plenty of probes.

Don’t assume that all the impressive experts are low-EQ individuals immersed only in research; there are plenty of clever people!

Not to mention when they are together; even if taken individually, if Feng Yi tried to outsmart them, he would not last five minutes!

Fortunately, Feng Yi was well-prepared, with the assistance of the brains of his butler and staff.

After another day of intense mental activity, Feng Yi returned from the conference and sprawled out on the couch in the living room, completely relaxing.

The butler poured Feng Yi a cup of fruit tea and listened to him talk about the day’s conference.

External Brain Number One—Yi was also in the living room.

They would analyze Feng Yi’s account to see if there were any details that needed patching up and would also summarize some experiences for next time.

Once Feng Yi’s recounting was complete and the conference-related process analysis was done, the butler’s attention turned to another matter.

"Security needs to be strengthened."

Indeed, there is pressure in the security aspects when attending events outdoors.

Money can hire more bodyguards like the ones used for the airport pickups. But for close protection, we need someone more trustworthy.

Jia and the others are indeed capable of doubling as part-timers, but they lack a bit in professionalism.

In the past, it was manageable, but now that the status of the high-level decision-maker at Ancestral Factory has been exposed, the situations and hidden dangers we face are numerous and complex.

The butler was no longer satisfied with the previous standards.

"You need a personal bodyguard," the butler said to Feng Yi.

In terms of fighting and defense capabilities, Feng Yi, of course, was not afraid of other people, and it was difficult for others to harm him, but after all, he was special. If he could avoid exposure, he would, and if he could avoid using force, he would.

A personal bodyguard needs to be able to react to crises, remain cool-headed during emergencies, and handle all sorts of situations with composure.

They will also be closer to personal life, requiring utmost loyalty. High level, high professional standards.

To Feng Yi, all other qualifications for a personal bodyguard weren’t important; meeting the minimum standard would suffice, but absolute loyalty was a must.

The butler had already hired a batch of security personnel from some type of service company specializing in safety, but these people were not considered for the role of "personal bodyguard."

"It’s time, I think we can try reaching out." The butler said.

Feng Yi, who was resting on the sofa, perked up, "You mean, Gui?"

"Yes, I’ve messaged him before, and he hasn’t replied, but I believe he’s been keeping an eye on your movements."

The butler had previously mentioned to Feng Yi that the people left to him by his grandmother didn’t necessarily listen to the butler; they each had their own personalities and choices. When they thought the time was right, when they believed they could take the position, they would come.

Clearly, Gui was also a person beyond the butler’s control.

Looking at the time, the butler said, "It’s evening here, but it should be afternoon where he is, the sun still shining. I’ll call him now."

Yi and the others very consciously left the room, and Feng Yi also got up, intending to check on Bing in the kitchen as he prepared ingredients—this concerned his late-night snack. After the meeting today and dragging on with the dinner, he hadn’t eaten to his fill, being too preoccupied guarding against those shrewd individuals.

Communicating with a potential hire had always been the butler’s responsibility. Feng Yi didn’t know them and didn’t intend to take everything into his own hands. Before the interview, it was all up to the butler to get in touch.

This time was no different. Feng Yi didn’t know the personality of this potential employee—did they hope to have a third party present during the call, even if it was their future boss?

This was a mutual selection after all; he wasn’t sure if the other party would be pleased with him as the new boss.

Feng Yi gave his respect, thinking to leave this space for the butler to make the call.

But he was stopped just as he stood up.

The butler said, "You need to be present when I talk to him. Without you, he won’t reply."

Feng Yi asked, "What should I say?"

The butler replied, "No need to say anything, just being present is enough. He will feel your presence."

Feng Yi grew more curious.

The butler took out a dedicated phone, dialed a number, and then put it on speaker.

Feng Yi stood by quietly, waiting.

The phone rang, and after a while, someone picked up, but did not speak.

The butler said, "Perhaps, it’s time for you to return."

There was no reply from the other end, but it wasn’t completely silent either.

Feng Yi listened to the noises coming from the other end.

The environment around the caller was quite noisy: people talking loudly, footsteps, sounds of grass and bushes being rustled. Considering the various sounds, it seemed like they were in a grassland or a forest area. Even though several voices could be heard, the caller’s environment was likely not a human habitation, but closer to a wilderness setting.

The background noise was secondary; Feng Yi was more curious about the person on the other end of the line.

The faint sounds of breathing and movement let Feng Yi sense that the caller was different from ordinary people.

A big guy.

Size was secondary; Feng Yi had a strange intuition, which he couldn’t quite describe at the moment.

At the same time, Feng Yi could sense that the person on the other end was aware of his presence through these subtle sounds.

The butler didn’t urge further, still waiting quietly.

After about ten to twenty seconds, a deep voice finally came from the other end:

"Mm."

A smile crept onto the butler’s face as he suggested, just before the caller hung up, "Avoid wearing black."

Beep—

The caller ended the call decidedly, without giving the butler much face.

Feng Yi’s curiosity was piqued: "That was Gui?"

The butler was unconcerned about the caller’s attitude during the conversation, instead explaining to Feng Yi, "That’s him. His personality is different from ordinary people’s, and he’s cold toward everyone, but I believe he will take a strong liking to you once he meets you!"

The butler was optimistic, and Feng Yi did not express any opinion on his words but instead asked, "Why did you tell him not to wear black?"

The butler replied, "It tends to scare the children."