Female President's Ace Soldier

"I understand."

Ma Minghui nodded with a smile, and said, "Ye is always worried that this woman is coveting your property—"

"Who said no?"

Ye Qingcheng stared at Ma Minghui and asked rhetorically.

"But what if they are true love?"

"This Chu Hong is one year younger than me, do you think she and my father will be true love?"

Ye Qingcheng gave Ma Minghui a hard look.

Ma Minghui laughed again, "Young and beautiful women are capital! Don't tell me, this woman is not much inferior to you in appearance. No wonder your father abandoned your mother and married her instead."

"My mother died ten years ago—"

At this point, Ye Qingcheng's eyes glistened with tears.

"Sorry—I didn't mean to—"

Seeing the crystal clear teardrops falling from Ye Qingcheng's face, Ma Minghui was at a loss for a moment.

"If you feel embarrassed, then help me get this matter done! I must not let this fox spirit harm my father and my family—"

Ye Qingcheng's tone was very severe, as if there was no room for discussion.

"Is there no other way? Admittedly I'm handsome, but I don't like sleeping with vixen!"

"If other methods were available, I wouldn't look for you! To tell you the truth, I used to have a bodyguard named Xiao Zhuang, but two days ago he mysteriously disappeared while following this woman, and even the police couldn't find him. He, and, please check this woman's old private detective agency, which has also closed in the past two days!" Ye Qingcheng's face slowly became heavy again.

"In this way, this is still a dangerous woman! No wonder Ye will always pay a high price of 500 million to let me sleep with her for one night, hahaha!"

"You smile so happily, does it mean that you agree to help me with this matter?" Ye Qingcheng cast a pair of scorching eyes on Ma Ming's face again.

Ma Minghui shook his head and said, "No, I'm Mr. Xiao Ye trying to get his father a cuckold—"

"you--"

Ye Qingcheng was in a hurry, and threw the expensive LV handbag at Ma Minghui's body, asking, "Are you going to help me?"

"I can help, but I don't want to sleep with her, I want to sleep with Mr. Ye, hehe—"

"You are daydreaming about the blue sky!" Ye Qingcheng saw Ma Minghui casting a lewd look at him, and hurriedly slapped his handbag on his face again.

At this moment, the cell phone rang suddenly in the handbag.

"Go away!" Ye Qingcheng pushed Ma Minghui hard, then grabbed the phone in the bag and answered the call.

This call was made by Su Ya, the special assistant to the general manager, and she yelled anxiously on the phone, "Boss Ye, it's not good, something happened to the company, come back and have a look!"

"What's the matter? Su Ya, don't worry, speak clearly!"

"Someone sent you a letter with—"

"Sent a letter? What's the fuss about?! What else did you send?" Ye Qingcheng still felt a little ridiculous, but Su Ya said hurriedly, "This letter draws a small red flower and writes it with a red pen. A kill word!"

"Damn it!" No matter how stupid a person is, when he receives this kind of letter, he should realize that it is a threatening letter, right?Ye Qingcheng gritted her teeth and cursed, then asked, "What else did you give?"

"Also—a pair of red coffins were also given away, which were placed at the gate of Chunhui Building!"

"What, the red coffin?!"

Hearing this, Ye Qingcheng couldn't help yelling, and goose bumps all over her body.

Hearing the broken words, A Luo quickly stepped on the brakes, turned around and asked Ye Qingcheng, "Mr. Ye, what did you say about the red coffin?"

"Su Ya said that someone—someone sent a pair of red coffins downstairs to the company, and also sent me a threatening letter!"

Even with a strong heart, Ye Qingcheng's heart is broken at this moment!Could it be that the measures I took to protect my family and property these days were discovered by that woman, and then she found someone to take revenge?Yes, it must be so!Ye Qingcheng, who was in panic, was convinced, which also strengthened her determination to kill that Chu Hong's dream in the cradle.

"Let Su Ya quickly open that letter and see if there is a little red flower drawn inside, and the word "kill" is written under the red flower?"

At this moment, Arlo also seemed a little anxious.

Ma Minghui's expression was also a little dignified.

"She has seen it, just as you said! How do you know?"

Ye Qingcheng stared at A Luo in astonishment, judging from the expression on A Luo's face now, this letter was more terrifying than imagined.

"This is the usual tactic of the most famous killer organization in the provincial capital, the 'Safflower Society'. It is said that they send a letter and a red coffin to each other before each murder; the reason why they send letters to each other in advance is because they Confidence has a very strong strength, and no one can escape their assassination—"

"what--"

Before A Luo finished speaking, Ye Qingcheng was already in a cold sweat.

"And, they'll kill each other within 24 hours of delivering the letter and coffin—"

Judging from the increasingly ugly look on Arlo's face, he seems to know this organization well.

"Is there any organization more powerful than them?" Ye Qingcheng was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. In fact, she was not afraid of life and death, but she didn't want to leave this world so early before she accomplished her goal.

"Yes, but in a foreign country!" A Luo sighed slightly, completely shattering Ye Qingcheng's courage to survive, and the girl suddenly languished like a wilted flower.

"It's just a little-known killer organization in the provincial capital, Mr. Ye doesn't have to worry." After hearing what the two said, Ma Minghui didn't seem to panic at all, because this matter basically had nothing to do with him.

"You really don't hurt your back when you stand and talk!"

Seeing Ma Minghui's heartless smile, Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but look sideways and cast a resentful look at him.

"Boss Ye, are you mistaken? I was talking to you while sitting down!"

Ma Minghui stretched out his left hand while talking, and then slowly slid towards Ye Qingcheng's shoulder. When the girl cast another sharp look, the guy suddenly smiled and said, "Mr. Ye, don't worry, I will lend you a shoulder to lean on." -"

"Ma Minghui, what time is it now, are you still joking with Mr. Ye?"

Ah Luo clenched his fists tightly, raised his back and was about to fight Ma Minghui to the death, but Ye Qingcheng suddenly pushed away Ma Minghui's left hand, and at the same time shouted at the two men in the car, "Can you please let me be quiet? "

"Hey--"

A Luo sighed, said "It would be great if Xiao Zhuang was here", and sat down on the driver's seat obediently.

Ma Minghui stared at the two of them, and then said, "Hey, don't you guys know that any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem? Ah Luo, do you know how much it costs to invite people from this killer organization?"

"The starting price is 800 million! It depends on each person's worth and status!" A Luo replied truthfully.

"Aren't you going to tell me that when their people come to kill me, I'll pay them a higher price so they don't kill me?" Ye Qingcheng turned his attention to Ma Minghui again, and A Luo shook his head decisively, "As a killer The most important thing about an organization is its reputation, and if they take other people's money, it is impossible for them to turn back!"

"You seem to be thinking wrong! What I mean is, if Mr. Ye is willing to pay 800 million and one yuan, I will help Mr. Ye get rid of this killer!"

"Damn—what are you kidding?" A Luo wanted to laugh when he heard Ma Minghui's words, but he didn't dare to laugh.

"I just want to hear, why do you charge 800 million and one yuan?" Ye Qingcheng stared at Ma Minghui intently. At this moment, she just wanted to know how confident the guy in front of her was.

"800 million is your worth, and I will give that one yuan to the killer to call his organization to report the funeral."

Ma Minghui spoke very calmly.

A Luo felt even more ridiculous when he heard this, "Who do you think you are? If I remember correctly, you were a pig-feeding soldier in the army, right?"

"But it's me, the pig-feeding soldier, who beat some special forces to the point where they can't fight back!"

"You—" A Luo turned around, and cast another fire-breathing look at Ma Minghui.

If eyes could kill, he must have killed Ma Minghui thousands of times.

"How do you know that A Luo was a special soldier?" Ye Qingcheng looked at Ma Minghui with incredible eyes.

Ma Minghui said with a smile, "It's just a hunch—if Mr. Ye believes in me, we'll make this deal first!"