The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Qian Xiaobing was startled by Ye Zhibing, trembled, and said tremblingly, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid."

Ye Zhibing sneered and said, "I'm afraid, you still don't agree? What did you say just now? By the way, I want to chat with your son."

"Don't, don't, brother, can't I promise you?"

Qian Xiaobing knew that the task was a bit difficult, so he had to grit his teeth and agree.

Ye Zhibing nodded: "Okay, since you agreed, I will let you go. Three days later, before nine o'clock in the evening, come to the lobby on the first floor of Yueke Tea House to find me and give me the things. Remember, don't try to play tricks." What a trick, I am a person who does everything, and will not give you any loopholes."

Qian Xiaobing let out a heavy breath, "Okay, I will remember."

Ye Zhibing let go of the rope, released Qian Xiaobing, escorted him to the door, pushed him out of the courtyard door, and closed the door.

Qian Xiaobing went out, rubbed his wrist that was red from being strangled by the rope, cursed a few words in a low voice, and went to look for Lao Zhao's car.

Walking to the front of the car, Qian Xiaobing couldn't help feeling very strange when he saw Lao Zhao squatting beside the car and sighing with a sad face.

It was he who climbed over the courtyard wall and got caught. He, Zhao, was a driver, and he stayed outside smoking comfortably, so there was nothing to worry about.

"Old Zhao, what's the matter with you?"

The driver, Old Zhao, raised his head and saw that it was Qian Xiaobing who had returned, so he said in a low voice, "It's Xiaoqian. How are things going?"

Qian Xiaobing also sighed, "It didn't work, it's unlucky to be discovered."

Old Zhao didn't continue to ask, but stood up, "Get in the car and go back."

The two got into the car, and Lao Zhao drove the car without saying a word.

"Old Zhao, why do I feel that something is wrong with you?"

Qian Xiaobing intuitively felt that something was wrong with Lao Zhao, and something must have happened.

Old Zhao stared ahead, thought for a while, and told Qian Xiaobing.

"Someone hit me just now..."

Qian Xiaobing was shocked, "I hit you? Where did I hit you?"

Old Zhao coughed and said, "Stomach. I was punched in the stomach, and I almost lost my breath."

Qian Xiaobing's eyes widened in disbelief, "Does a punch hurt so much?"

"That man is a practitioner, and his kung fu should be very good. I have learned some basic kung fu, but I was beaten before I could see it clearly."

"Then why did he hit you? I remember that your car was parked against the wall, so it doesn't hinder others."

Old Zhao said in a low voice, "I also find it strange. After he finished beating me, I was still lying on the ground. He said that he was some kind of bully, and told me to be more careful. Don't help the tyrant again, or he would kill my whole family."

"Kill your whole family?"

"Yes, I have never seen such a fierce person, I am really convinced."

Qian Xiaobing brushed off Lao Zhao's words and frowned, "Old Zhao, did you just say that the person who beat you was the one who beat you?"

Old Zhao said: "Yes, he said he belonged to Brother Ba. I drove alone, and it has only been a few months since I came to the city from the countryside. I don't know who is Brother Ba or not."

Old Zhao didn't know, but Qian Xiaobing did.

He is a local, has been around for a long time, and has many connections, so he naturally knows who Ba Ge is.

Ba Ge!This is a name that can stop children from crying in this city.

Qian Xiaobing used his brain to think, could it be that he was the one who offended Brother Ba?

Or is Su Qingcheng the person Ba Ge takes care of?
But I haven't heard of it. I only know that Su Qingcheng came from an ordinary family with no roots. She relied on the boss's praise, giving him more opportunities, and his appearance and talent to gradually become popular.

I just haven't heard anyone say that Su Qingcheng is related to Brother Ba, and Mr. Wang has more sources of news, so he hasn't mentioned it.

Qian Xiaobing analyzed what happened tonight, and had to admit that he might really be the one who offended Brother Ba.

Qian Xiaobing shuddered at what would happen if he offended Brother Ba.

He remembered what the young man in the yard had told him to do just now, secretly photographing Mr. Wang's unfavorable evidence.

To say that this task is actually quite easy, Mr. Wang is bothered, and the entire newspaper office knows it.

It's not difficult to secretly take pictures, but the difficult part is that if Mr. Wang finds out, then the job will be lost.

Mr. Wang, Brother Ba, Brother Ba, Mr. Wang...

Qian Xiaobing thought about it, and finally thought of his son...

My son is only seven years old, he is in the second grade of primary school, he is lively and cute...

No matter how precious something is, nothing is as important as the safety and future of your son.

Qian Xiaobing figured it out, bit his lip tightly, and made up his mind to do it.

Old Zhao was thinking about his own thoughts, and didn't notice Qian Xiaobing's expression at all.

That vicious young man beat himself up and warned him not to "help the evildoer to be abusive", did he tell him not to drive Qian Xiaobing again?
But the cooperation between the two is very pleasant, and the compensation given by the newspaper is not bad.

Qian Xiaobing won the bonus, and he will share it with himself.

If you can't do it, do you want to go back to the countryside?
Lao Zhao was very tangled, and didn't know what to do for a while.

"Old Zhao, take me to Hualun Hotel."

Qian Xiaobing suddenly spoke to Lao Zhao.

Old Zhao was stunned for a moment, "Going to the Hualun Hotel? What are you doing there?"

"Old Zhao, don't worry about it, just walk me to the door, that's all."

Old Zhao said "Oh", changed lanes and went straight to Hualun Hotel.

At the entrance of the hotel, Qian Xiaobing got out of the car with his thoughts on his mind, and forgot to say hello to Lao Zhao.

"Little Qian, do you want me to wait for you?"

It's still old Zhao who is kind and reminds Qian Xiaobing behind his back.

Qian Xiaobing turned his head and smiled slightly, "No need, you go back and rest, I will go back by myself."

Old Zhao nodded, "Okay, be careful, I'm leaving."

After Lao Zhao left, Qian Xiaobing patted his face to wake himself up.

Then he walked into the hotel in good spirits.

The lady at the front desk is a friend of Qian Xiaobing, and he has many such friends.

Otherwise, where does his information come from?

"Sister Lifang, are you on duty tonight?"

Qian Xiaobing smiled and went forward to greet the lady at the front desk.

The lady at the front desk saw that she was an acquaintance, so she smiled and said, "Yes. Reporter Qian Da came so late, do you have any news to interview?"

Qian Xiaobing smiled and shook his head: "No, no."

Then Qian Xiaobing looked around and found no one else, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Sister Lifang, is Mr. Wang here tonight?"

The lady at the front desk smiled ambiguously, "Why, you also want to learn from him, hiding in our golden house?"

Qian Xiaobing smiled and said, "Don't dare, dare not. I have something to report to him."

The lady at the front desk smiled, checked the hotel's registration information, and said quietly, "Mr. Wang is here tonight, and he's in room 1008."

Qian Xiaobing then reached out and took out the wallet that Ye Zhibing had returned to him, took out a hundred-yuan bill, held it in his hand and handed it over: "Thank you."

The front desk lady pretended to shake hands with Qian Xiaobing with a tacit understanding, and immediately transferred the rolled up bill to her palm, and then smiled knowingly at Qian Xiaobing.