The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Just as Ye Zhibing went downstairs, he saw Cai Ling walking towards him.

"Mr. Cai, good morning."

Ye Zhibing greeted Cai Ling with a smile.

Cai Ling also noticed Ye Zhibing, "Ye Zhibing, you are quite early today."

"I go downstairs at about this time every day. I have to go to work. It's rare for Teacher Cai to meet me."

Cai Ling explained: "I have more time to go to class in the evening, and I don't usually need to go out so early. Today I'm going to buy some breakfast for my dad."

Ye Zhibing said casually, "Then let's go have breakfast together."

Cai Ling nodded and agreed, but put a condition: "I treat you, you are not allowed to pay."

not pay?This is simple and easy to do, and besides, it doesn't cost much to eat breakfast, and it won't embarrass Cai Ling, so Ye Zhibing agreed.

There are several breakfast shops at the entrance of the alley. Ye Zhibing often eats at one of them, and he knows the boss well.

With Cai Ling, Ye Zhibing walked into the breakfast shop.

The shop was full, and there was only one empty table left.

Ye Zhibing smiled and said to Cai Ling: "Look, we are quite lucky, if we come later, we have to stand up to eat."

Cai Ling also smiled, with a blush on her face, she looked extraordinarily beautiful, and said softly: "That's because I'm in your light, I've always been unlucky."

Ye Zhibing didn't want to discuss such a mysterious question of luck, so he asked Cai Ling, "What do you want to eat?"

Cai Ling replied: "Just eat a bowl of plain noodles, and then bring some fried dough sticks back to my father."

Ye Zhibing nodded, and shouted to the boss: "Boss, have a bowl of plain noodles, a bowl of beef noodles, ten fried dough sticks, and two cups of soy milk."

Cai Ling hurriedly said, "I can't afford so many fried dough sticks."

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "It's okay, I want to eat a few too."

Cai Ling didn't speak anymore.

The boss's business is very good, and both fried dough sticks and noodles are made fresh, so Ye Zhibing and Cai Ling waited while chatting.

Cai Ling seemed to have a lot to say, but looking at Ye Zhibing's handsome face, he was a little fascinated and speechless.

Ye Zhibing talked about some interesting things he encountered, which made the always serious teacher Cai laugh a lot.

At this moment, three gangster-looking young men walked in from the door of the store, wearing brightly colored clothes, they looked non-mainstream at first glance.

Walking in front was a young man with dyed yellow hair and a look of disdain, followed by two younger brothers who looked like followers.

As soon as Huang Mao entered the breakfast shop, he saw that there were no seats left, so he glanced around the shop, and immediately saw the beautiful Cai Ling.

He took his two younger brothers to the table next to Ye Zhibing, and threatened the two white-haired old men at that table viciously: "You are too old to eat at home, get out of the way, or I will make you look good."

The people in the breakfast shop couldn't help but look at these words. Seeing that these three people were very vicious, they dared not speak out.

The two old men were afraid of causing trouble, so they quickly moved away with paper bowls.

The three sat down around the table triumphantly, and Huang Mao deliberately sat behind Cai Ling.

"Boss, three bowls of beef noodles, six fried dough sticks, and three cups of yogurt, hurry up."

Huang Mao yelled at the boss.

The boss can't afford to mess with them, he recognizes these people, they are gangsters collecting protection fees here, he is just a businessman in his own right.

So the boss agreed and was busy with the work in his hands.

After a while, the boss fried ten deep-fried dough sticks, put them on a plate, and brought them to Ye Zhibing's table.

When passing by the dining table where Huang Mao was sitting, the owner of the breakfast shop was suddenly stopped by Huang Mao.

"Boss, put the fried dough sticks here."

Ye Zhibing heard the sound and saw that it was Huang Mao who reached out and grabbed the boss's clothes, pointed at the table in front of him, and asked the boss to put the fried dough sticks on the table arrogantly.

"This... This fritters were ordered by someone else, you have to wait for your fritters..."

The boss said in embarrassment, this yellow hair has always been very arrogant and domineering, and he didn't want to offend him.

"Are you fucking deaf? Let you put it here, just put it here! Don't you want to open a shop?"

Huang Mao's face was gloomy, and he snorted coldly with his nostrils upturned.

The two gangsters at the same table also stared fiercely at the boss, threatening him.

"This……"

The boss was also shocked. If the gangsters really smashed his breakfast shop, he would really lose his job.

Ye Zhibing had already noticed the movement here.

However, Ye Zhibing was speechless for the actions of these three gangsters.

Pretend to be B is everywhere, especially gangsters like to pretend, but they pretend to even grab fried dough sticks, which is really eye-opening and incredible.

"Stinky boy, what are you looking at? I want this fritters, do you have any objection?"

Huang Mao turned his head and looked around, and found that Ye Zhibing was looking at him. Originally, he was dissatisfied with Ye Zhibing sitting with a beautiful woman, so he made use of it, staring at him, and said arrogantly.

Ye Zhibing was thinking about something, and he wanted to grab the fritters. He had never heard of it. Is this yellow-haired life such an unreasonable life?
"What about you, I asked you something, didn't you hear me?"

The yellow-haired man seemed to have a strong temper, and barked at Ye Zhibing.

The other two gangsters also looked at Ye Zhibing contemptuously. Could it be that this kid was scared out of his wits?
"Xiaoye, just give them the fried dough sticks. I'll help you fry the fried dough sticks right away."

The owner of the breakfast shop said kindly that he didn't know Ye Zhibing's skills. Seeing that there were so many people on the other side, Ye Zhibing was alone and brought a girl with him.

"We ordered the fritters first, why should we give them up?"

Ye Zhibing also lost his temper, his eyes flashed coldly, he stared at Huangmao and said indifferently: "Everything has to be served first, then the fried dough sticks I ordered first are naturally mine. Of course I have what you said. Opinion."

what?
Huangmao could hardly believe his ears. He had been running rampant here for at least two or three years, yet someone dared to contradict him?

This world is too crazy.

Snapped!
Huang Mao jumped up at the table, glared at Ye Zhibing and said, "What the hell, do you have the guts to say it again?"

Ye Zhibing frowned, and was about to speak, but was pulled away by Cai Ling next to him.

"Ye Zhibing, forget it, it's just a fried dough stick, let them give it to them, they are too fierce and unreasonable, let's not cause trouble."

Cai Ling said in a low voice, although she knew what Ye Zhibing was capable of, she didn't want to have breakfast and let Ye Zhibing fight with others.

"Teacher Cai, don't you know? Horses are ridden by others, and people are bullied by others. The more we back down, the more arrogant they become. There is still justice in this world. If justice is gone, use your fists to find it. "

Ye Zhibing popularized the principles of life to Cai Ling, and then said: "Besides, this fritters are also meant to honor uncle, how can the younger generation snatch them away?"

After hearing Ye Zhibing's words, Cai Ling didn't know how to persuade him. What he said might not be wrong, it's just...

Cai Ling didn't want to cause trouble, but today it seemed that there was no way to avoid it.

Of course Cai Ling knew that Ye Zhibing was responsible, so let's see how Ye Zhibing took on this matter.

Cai Ling stopped talking, and Ye Zhibing concentrated on dealing with Huang Mao.

"Boss, don't worry about them, bring the fritters here, I'll take care of things, if someone dares to smash your shop, I'll let him walk around without eating."

Ye Zhibing said lightly, with a trace of coldness in his tone.

"Okay, then I'll give it to you first."

The owner of the breakfast shop knew Ye Zhibing well. Since Ye Zhibing dared to say such a thing, he must be sure, so he put the fried dough sticks on the table in front of Ye Zhibing.