Female President's Ace Soldier

"what--"

Just when Ma Minghui was dreaming, Ye Qingcheng suddenly let out a loud cry, and leaned back, seeing that her whole body was about to slip and fall into the mud; Ma Minghui quickly spread her legs in a herringbone split, and followed her left hand across Ye Qingcheng's back , Ye Qingcheng put his feet on the ground, and his upper body fell directly on his back into Ma Minghui's left hand.

A head of jet-black long hair fell down, and was about to touch the muddy ground below him in an instant. Ma Minghui quickly lifted Ye Qingcheng's body up; at this moment, the kid suddenly grinned and said, "Mr. Ye, why didn't you wear a hood today? Wouldn't it be nice to wear a shirt without a hood?"

"Bastard! You can't find anything to say, do you?"

Ye Qingcheng originally wanted to thank Ma Minghui for helping her, but this guy said something that made her blush!It made her embarrassing and cancerous.

Gu Xiaoman saw that the two were still maintaining a very ambiguous posture, so she couldn't help laughing, "Your posture is a bit graceful, do you want me to take a photo of you as a souvenir?"

"Well, I don't mind at all!"

Ma Minghui smiled very happily, but Ye Qingcheng said angrily with a black face, "I really mind!"

After finishing speaking, the little girl hurriedly stepped on her feet and stood up straight.

Ma Minghui also took advantage of the situation to stop, and before he moved away, Ye Qingcheng cast a cold eye again and said, "Don't say what you shouldn't say in the future! I forgot to tell you that I will pay your salary. If you dare to talk nonsense in the future, you will be punished every time." 100 yuan salary deducted!"

"I'm afraid of you, Mr. Ye."

Ma Minghui smiled helplessly.

"Xiaoman, walk slowly and help me!"

Ye Qingcheng saw that Gu Xiaoman was walking like flying and walking on flat ground, so she put her hope in her.

Gu Xiaoman had no choice but to walk to Ye Qingcheng's side, and firmly held her hand.

About 10 minutes later, the three finally walked to the door of No. 76 West Street in the Wuliliang shanty town.

It was a low, dilapidated wooden door with no padlock, so someone must be inside!
Gu Xiaoman raised his hand and knocked on the door three times.

"Who is it?"

An old woman's voice came from inside the house.

"Excuse me, is this Gu Xiaoguang's home?"

Ma Minghui raised his voice and asked.

"What are you doing with him?"

The door opened with a "squeak", and a woman with gray hair who looked about five or sixty years old stood in front of the three of them.

"Auntie, are you Gu Xiaoguang's mother, Zhou Xiulan?"

Ye Qingcheng read Gu Xiaoguang's personnel files, so he naturally knew the names of his family members.

"It's me, what do you want with Xiao Guang?"

Zhou Xiulan stood in front of the low door, looking at the three people in front of her with a sad face.

Ye Qingcheng immediately expressed his intention to come, "Auntie, I am Ye Qingcheng, the general manager of Chunhui Company, and I am here to visit you on behalf of the company and all the employees. I'm sorry, I just came today, it's too late."

After finishing speaking, Ye Qingcheng bent down slightly again, and bowed respectfully to Zhou Xiulan.

Zhou Xiulan wiped the corners of her eyes and asked excitedly, "You—you are the general manager? I heard that Xiao Guang died to protect you?"

"I'm sorry, I made Xiaoguang implicated, and made you lose your beloved son. It's my fault!"

Hearing Zhou Xiulan's reprimand, Ye Qingcheng felt deeply sorry again, so he bent down again and made a ninety-degree bow.

Ma Minghui on the side couldn't help feeling a little distressed when he saw it.

This account should be settled on the evil Red Flower Society, what's the matter with the chick?
"Hey—forget it, forget it, people are dead, it's useless to say more! You go, I don't need your apology."

Zhou Xiulan turned her face away, waved her hand, and directly ordered the three of them to leave.

At this time, an old man's voice suddenly came from the house, "Old lady, is there a visitor? Please come in and have a seat. What do you mean by blocking the door?"

Then, a thin-faced man with a cane in his right hand limped and stood behind Zhou Xiulan.

This person looks a lot like Gu Xiaoguang, needless to say, he is Gu Xiaoguang's father, Gu Dayong.

"It's from Chunhui Company, here to apologize! Xiaoguang is gone, apologies are useless!"

After Zhou Xiulan replied forcefully, she made room for Gu Dayong on one side of her body.

Gu Dayong forced a smile on his face, and explained to Zhou Xiulan earnestly, "The company can't be blamed, Xiaoguang is a security guard, and it is his duty to protect the company and the boss—"

This old man is still sensible!
Hearing what Gu Dayong said, Ma Minghui couldn't help but give him an appreciative look.

"Three, if you don't dislike the shabby home, please sit in the house!"

After completing Zhou Xiulan's ideological work, Gu Dayong hurriedly jumped out of the room and made a gesture of invitation to the three of them.

Zhou Xiulan remained silent, turned around and turned on the lights in the house.

Although the outside world is still bright, there are many old houses in the shanty town, which makes the light in the low-rise houses even darker. You have to turn on the lights during the day to see a glimmer of light, otherwise it is difficult to distinguish the north, south, east, and west in the house.

After entering through the small door, through a narrow passage, you enter the main room, which is often called the main room by country people.

The area of ​​the main room is not large, about ten square meters at most. There is a shrine right above it, which reads that the heavens and the earth are fragrant, and a one-meter-square Eight Immortals table is placed below it. On the table is an urn and Gu Xiaoguang's portrait; The main room was probably used as the mourning hall for Gu Xiaoguang after his death, so no other decorations were seen in this room.

Seeing the black and white photo of Gu Xiaoguang, Ye Qingcheng walked up to the front of the urn and put a few sticks of incense on it, and then led the two people behind him to observe the urn in silence for two or three minutes.

"You guys are chatting in the house, I'm going to work!"

Zhou Xiulan seemed to dislike Ye Qingcheng and the others. After leading them into the main room, she took a dark red coat from the next room and put it on a gray shirt; judging from the logo on the coat, she was from Trust-Mart a staff member.

"Old woman, don't you have to go to work at one o'clock in the afternoon? What are you doing so early? Pour a glass of water for the guests!"

At this time, Gu Dayong came in with a limp. Seeing that Zhou Xiulan had been keeping a straight face and was about to go out now, he couldn't help but ask with a dark face.

"There's no water in the kettle! If you want to drink water, boil it for them! I've changed shifts with someone else, and I have to be there before eleven o'clock!"

Zhou Xiulan's face darkened, and she replied angrily; maybe she didn't know that Mr. Ye brought people here to make money, not to drink water, otherwise she wouldn't have been giving them bad looks!

"Auntie, uncle, let's leave without drinking water, just say a few words!"

Ye Qingcheng looked embarrassed, thinking in his heart to finish the matter and leave here as soon as possible, so he was about to express his intention to come, but that boy Ma Minghui picked up the suitcase in his hand and suddenly stood in front of Zhou Xiulan.

Zhou Xiulan was about to ask the boy what he wanted to do, when he heard a "click", and the suitcase opened in response.

The head of an old man with a box of red flowers immediately came into view under the dim light, Zhou Xiulan could not help but ask with widened eyes,
"What—what do you mean by this?"

Seeing the box of Ruanmei coins, Zhou Xiulan smiled for the first time. She has worked hard for most of her life, and she has never seen so much money!