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Chen Han reached out to wipe the tears off his face, clutching the crescent-shaped jade pendant fiercely in his hand, biting his red lips tightly with his jade teeth, without saying a word.

After a while, as if accepting his fate, Chen Han let out a miserable laugh and began to fumble for clothes.

"Ok?"

When Chen Han was dressed neatly, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw three hundred-yuan bills neatly placed on the table, with a note under it.

When Chen Han picked up the note and saw the contents clearly, her expressionless face was instantly replaced by anger.

"I will find you, no matter the ends of the world, I will find you!" Chen Han muttered in a low voice, and then, as if erupting, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he roared angrily: "Bastard, my aunt must find you, To avenge the insult!"

……

Ye Feng naturally didn't know this. In his opinion, he was saving people anyway. Although the way of saving people was a bit embarrassing, but because of this, he only gave 300 yuan, which was enough to be benevolent.

Tianyang Group, located on Luoyuan Street, Jiangnan City, is a comprehensive group whose name involves real estate, retail, logistics, entertainment and other businesses.

The market value is as high as billions, and the person in charge of this large group is Shen Qian, a talented girl with the reputation of a flower in the south of the Yangtze River, who is the target that Ye Feng needs to protect.

At this moment, Ye Feng looked up at the 25-storey office building in front of him, and clicked his tongue from time to time.

"I'm rich, I'm really rich." Ye Feng grinned: "With this magnificent office building, it's a godsend. I really don't know how the old man would know such a rich man."

Originally, Ye Feng was sincerely resisting this task, and came to protect this young lady. At best, he was called a bodyguard, but at worst, he was just a fool who blocked bullets for his employer.

There is no way, Ye Feng can only choose to give in under the old man's despicable power, even so, he is still a little unhappy in his heart, let him, a majestic king of the underground world, come to protect a young lady, there must be smoke on her ancestral grave.

"who are you looking for?"

Just as Ye Feng was about to go in, the security guard at the door rushed up and asked with a serious face.

Ye Feng smiled: "I'm looking for Shen Qian."

"Looking for our Mr. Shen?" The security guard looked at Ye Feng with some surprise, and asked suspiciously: "Sir, do you have an appointment?"

"Do I still need to make an appointment when I see her?" Ye Feng was a little confused.

The security guard was also a little confused: "You don't have an appointment?"

"No."

"Then I'm sorry, you can't go in without an appointment." The security guard looked at Ye Feng warily.

Seeing the other party's expression, Ye Feng couldn't laugh or cry. With this look, why did he look at him like a thief?

"Can't you accommodate?" Ye Feng asked tentatively.

The security guard looked at Ye Feng with contempt, and said loudly: "Sorry, no one is allowed to enter without an appointment."

Ye Feng had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and quickly dialed a number.

"Hello? Who is it?" There was a clear and pleasant voice on the phone, which made people feel indescribably comfortable after hearing it.

"No matter what the person looks like, at least this voice sounds very comfortable."

Thinking in her heart, she said, "Shen Qian, it's your father who asked me to..."

"I don't need it, thank you."

Before Ye Feng could finish speaking, just now Ye Feng praised that beautiful voice, and instantly became extremely cold. After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone with a snap.

Holding the mobile phone, Ye Feng opened his mouth wide, but he didn't react for a while, his face was full of confusion.

Frowning, the unbelieving Ye Feng called again, but heard the mechanical voice prompting, apparently, the other party had blocked Ye Feng's phone.

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, and he sighed inwardly: "Your sister, these rich young ladies are really difficult to serve."

In the past, if encountering such a situation, Ye Feng would turn around and leave. Just kidding, with Ye Feng's status in the underground world, who would dare to treat him like this?

It's a pity that he can't leave. What should I do with this task after he leaves?
After all, this is a self-assessment assessment, so you can't just die before you graduate, right?
"Damn, this task is really difficult. I was rejected by people without even meeting each other. Shit, think about how to get in."

"It's..."

Just as Ye Feng was meditating, there was a piercing sound of sudden brakes. Ye Feng turned his head and saw a black Lamborghini stopped behind him.

A young man dressed in Armani was holding a bouquet of red roses, and the corners of his mouth were curved, revealing a very flat smile.

Glancing at the Tianyang Group in front of him, he took a deep breath and walked straight over.

Seeing this, the security guard, who was still extremely serious just now, immediately nodded and bowed in greeting: "Young Master Ximen, you are here."

"Hmm..." Mr. Ximen drew a long tone.

When passing by Ye Feng, the young man gave a soft snort of disdain, then walked forward with his head held high and his chest held high.

Just when Ye Feng was curious about who the second stroke of [-] million was, who knew that Mr. Ximen who had just walked in stopped, turned to the security guard and said, "This is the Tianyang Group, not a cat or a dog who can come here." Place, if you want to beg, go to another place, how do you work as a security guard, don’t you know how to get away, blocking the door, how much it affects the company’s face, I think you don’t want to do it anymore?”

Hearing this, the security guard hurriedly said respectfully with a terrified expression: "Yes, yes, Mr. Ximen taught you the right thing, I'll blow you away."

Mr. Ximen nodded very satisfied, turned around and walked in, leaving Ye Feng with a confused face.

A cat or a dog?

begging?

What the hell are you talking about me?
Seeing Ye Feng with a dull face, the security guard scolded: "Go quickly, if you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude."

Ye Feng came back to his senses, frowned, pointed to Young Master Ximen who had just entered, and said, "Does he have an appointment?"

"No." The security guard replied casually, and then explained: "Mr. Ximen is the son of the Ximen family. If he wants to come, what appointment is needed?"

Ye Feng pointed at the tip of his nose, and confirmed again: "Then I need to make an appointment?"

"of course."

"Snapped!"

With a clear and crisp sound, Ye Feng waved his hands and greeted him with a big mouth, angrily said: "Of course you, uncle, a dog's eyes look down on people."

Originally, Ye Feng thought that this security guard was quite conscientious, and he didn't want to make it difficult for him. After all, he also eats this food, and his responsibility lies.

But now it seems that it really needs to be cleaned up!
"You dare to hit me?" The security guard covered his face with one hand, his face was disbelieving, and then, his eyes were red, and he shouted into the walkie-talkie in his hand: "Brothers, come out, someone is coming to the company to make trouble."

In the blink of an eye, five or six security guards came. Seeing this, the previous security guard shouted angrily, "Hit me. As long as you don't die, I will be responsible for everything."

Ye Feng smiled disdainfully, his figure was like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, five or six security guards were lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

"Sister, I was still worried about how to get in, but now it's all right, it's better to just type in." Ye Feng muttered, then walked in without looking at it.