Female President's Bodyguard

In the surprised and shocked eyes of everyone, Boss Song knelt on the ground, moved his knees like he did at Hu Shengkang's birthday party before, and knelt down in front of Xu Qing inch by inch.

"Mr. Xu, I am your dog!"

"Did you teach them?"

"You taught me a good lesson! You taught me the right thing! If you are not satisfied, I will teach them a lesson again!"

Hearing Boss Song's words, the guests still didn't understand what happened, and they all wondered if Boss Song had some kind of illusion to show his favor to Xu Qing so humbly and shamelessly.

How could these two people, who seemed to be of completely different levels, show such a big contrast?

One is a young boy who can't even pay for the beauties' drinks, who utters wild words to invite everyone to drink but reneges on his debts.

One is an underground boss who looks down upon Wanyuan, sits on an equal footing with Brother Bao, works for the Zhao family, and relies on a thousand-foot-high mountain!
But now, the boss took the initiative to kneel in front of the kid, shaking his head and begging for mercy, like an old dog!

The boy was cold and silent, his expression was indifferent, and his expression was chilling!

Yes, a picture that even a psychopath would not believe was presented to everyone for no reason.

The middle-aged guest felt a chill coming from his back at this time, and after swimming through his body, he was frozen in place.

The scene of him betraying Xu Qing just now kept flashing back in his mind, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and finally his face turned green.

And Brother Wu Xiong on the sofa, saw the boss he respected and admired the most, kowtowed and knelt down to the enemy, raised his palm with difficulty, and slapped his pale cheek a few times, hoping that everything in front of him was just a scene Dream!
"Boss Song, your bar is very good."

Xu Qing said coldly.

"Xu, Mr. Xu, this bar has nothing to do with me! That bastard opened it himself! Don't get me wrong!"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Xu Qing turned around and walked towards the bar. Wherever he passed, the flow of people automatically separated to both sides.

Before Boss Song came, he was just a brat; after Boss Song knelt down, he was the boss who accepted the submission of Wan Yuan's underground world.

Boss Song knelt behind him, like a puppy, walking forward on his knees, not daring to raise his head.

After Xu Qing sat down, he smiled at the dull-eyed boy in the bar and said:

"Martell Supreme, how many bottles are there?"

At this time, the younger brother seemed to be in mourning, and tremblingly, he took out six bottles of Martell Supreme from the refrigerator with a combination lock behind him.

"To the customers in front of the bar, all are full."

The little brother hesitated for a moment. The selling price of these six bottles of wine is more than one million!

If Xu Qing said that he drank it, it would be understandable.

But he took it out to invite people. Is it because he treats money like dung, or is he deliberately using words to choke him?

At this time, Boss Song raised his head from the ground and shouted sharply:
"Damn it, pour it! A few bottles of broken wine, do you think Mr. Xu can't afford it?"

After a while, everyone drank the fine wine in the cup and smacked their mouths with endless aftertaste.

Compared with the delicious and mellow wine, seeing that Xu Qing was fine, they also felt relieved. Under the current situation, how dare Boss Song make things difficult for them again?
Xu Qing waited for everyone to finish drinking, then laughed again:

"How much did I spend in total tonight?"

The guy at the bar was stunned again, but after learning the lesson of pouring the wine just now, he immediately took out his computer and started calculating seriously.

"It's your mother's head! Mr. Xu still spends money to treat guests in this shabby shop?"

Boss Song, who was kneeling on the ground in fear, heard the sound of the computer and was so angry that his lungs would explode. He couldn't help it, and raised his head and cursed loudly.

The boy in the bar was so frightened that he cried "Wow", ran out of the bar in a few steps, knelt behind Song Boss, and begged Xu Qing with tears streaming down his face:
"Xu, Mr. Xu, it's because I have blind eyes, it's because I look down on people with dog eyes, and it's because I have lost my conscience. Don't play with me, I'm really afraid of death!"

"But someone has to pay for this drink, right? Why don't you give it?"

Xu Qing's tone was very casual, but the boy in the bar was so scared that his pants were wet.

He only counted half of it just now, and he has already counted nearly 20!

If all of them are added up, and all of them are calculated based on the purchase price, it will cost more than 100 million!

For a waiter like him, he can't even earn this money by selling himself!

The guy in the bar was about to beg for mercy again, but Boss Song, who was sticking his ass up to the sky, put his face on the ground, turned around and said angrily:

"Do you fucking want to die? Give it to you if you are asked! Treating Mr. Xu is a blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes!"

The little brother said "Oh my god" and passed out on the spot!

Xu Qing looked up at the middle-aged guest and his two helpers again:

"You don't want to drink the wine I invited, and I won't force you."

"So many people have been injured tonight, the medical expenses will be paid by you."

The middle-aged guest was so frightened that his mouth was numb, and when he heard the huge amount of medical expenses falling on him, he fell to the ground without even an exclamation.

Boss Song's subordinates next to him immediately surrounded the three of them, not letting them leave.

Only then did Xu Qing lower his head and say to Boss Song:

"I originally just wanted to have a quiet drink, but this store is not peaceful."

"That guy is your subordinate. If you say you don't know about the evil things he did, does Zhao Beihai know?"

"You and Xiao Bao, after all, there is still a gap."

In the first sentence, the portion is acceptable.

The second sentence, however, was like a heavy burden, and made Boss Song terrified for a long time: Wu Xiong is my subordinate, and I am the Zhao family's dog.

What Xu Qing meant was obvious, if he didn't accept the responsibility of being incompetent, then he would go to Zhao Beihai Xingshi to question him, and the consequences would be far worse than now!
The third sentence is to slash the center of the mouth with a knife, and the coffin will be concluded!
Boss Song and Brother Bao were supported by Zhao Beihai at the same time. The purpose is obvious:
If one person is in charge of the underground world alone, it is inevitable that there will be tigers infesting it, so let two people divide and rule and keep each other in check.

Ever since Xu Qing appeared, Boss Song and Brother Bao have started their own careful thinking, wanting to break away from Zhao Beihai's support and attach themselves to Xu Qing's command.

In this way, one of them can monopolize the power of Wanyuan's underground world, which is enough to compete with the Zhao family.

But right now, Xu Qing said "There is still a gap between you and Xiao Bao", which already shows that in Xu Qing's heart, Brother Bao has already gained the upper hand!
More importantly, the word Xiao Bao, how kind is it? !
The panic in Boss Song's heart instantly turned into despair as he thought about it!

"Don't open this bar. After selling it, find the girls who were harmed here and compensate them. How much you pay is up to you."

"The surname Wu and those young men with injured legs cannot die for the time being. When the girls they have harmed are all compensated, it will be up to you to deal with it."

"The guests in front of the bar have nothing to do with tonight's affairs. Just let them go after drinking. I don't care about the others."

Boss Song said hello with a ashamed face, knowing that this time Xu Qing gave him another chance, whether he can get the title "Xiao Song" or not, it all depends on this time!

Xu Qing returned to the sofa, picked up the beauty who was still sleeping soundly, and said lightly:
"Arrange someone to send us to the 'Qinyuanchun' hotel."

It wasn't until Xu Qing left that Boss Song slowly stood up, as if reborn after death.

He looked at Wu Xiong lying on the sofa, the fainted bar boy and others, gritted his teeth and said with hatred:

"Send Wu Xiong and this guy to the coal factory to dig coal! Use all the monthly wages to offset the bill! Tell the foreman, watch them die! If you dare to run, break your legs!"

"Those six bastards with broken legs are locked in the iron cage of the old factory and fed dog food every day! Let them write all the girls they have ruined! If you write a wrong word, I will chop something from them, what? Time to become a human stick, when will it be over!"

"These three guys, drag me behind and beat them!"