The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Three days later, in the lobby of Yueke Tea House, there were not many guests.

Ye Zhibing came early, around seven o'clock, and was sitting by the window, drinking tea and eating snacks leisurely.

Time passed little by little, and the night became darker and darker.

Ye Zhibing checked the time, it was past eight o'clock.

That kid Qian Xiaobing won't come, right?
Ye Zhibing sneered at the corner of his mouth, and looked in the direction of the gate.

At this moment, a small white car drove quickly, braked suddenly at the open space in front of the teahouse, and stopped.

After the car door opened, a young man wearing a blue baseball cap jumped out and hurried to the gate of the teahouse.

He seemed afraid that others would see his face clearly, so he pulled the brim of his baseball cap very low, covering almost half of his face.

After the young man walked into the teahouse, he ignored the greeter, but raised his head and looked around, as if he was looking for someone.

Soon, the young man's eyes lit up, and he whispered to the greeter waiting at the side: "I found my friend."

The greeter didn't say anything, and continued to stand at the gate.

The young man hurried up to Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing looked at the young man with a smile, "Qian Xiaobing, did you bring something?"

"Brought it."

Qian Xiaobing agreed, took out a khaki envelope from his pocket, and put it in front of Ye Zhibing.

"Brother, there are photos of Mr. Wang in it, and the negatives are also there. I beg you not to reveal that I gave it to you, or I won't be able to keep my job. You know, I still have to pay the mortgage and my child has to go to school..."

Ye Zhibing nodded, reached out to pick up the envelope, and glanced inside, "Understood, I won't tell. By the way, where is Mr. Wang tonight?"

"Greet a distinguished guest at the Beautiful Hotel. After it's over, you may have to go to a bar or a nightclub, that's all I know."

Ye Zhibing smiled, "Okay, your mission is completed. As long as you don't trouble Miss Su in the future, Brother Ba and I won't trouble you. Do you understand?"

Qian Xiaobing nodded and said, "I understand, I understand. I promise I won't trouble Miss Su again."

"Okay, you can go."

Qian Xiaobing bowed to Ye Zhibing, "Thank you brother. Eat slowly, I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, Qian Xiaobing left in a hurry just like when he came, which stunned the welcome staff.

Ye Zhibing glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he pulled out the photos inside and looked at them for a while.

Hey, these photos...

Ye Zhibing blushed a little, but he began to admire Qian Xiaobing.

If he was not a paparazzi, but an intelligence officer, he might be able to do it with his candid filming skills.

Ye Zhibing put away the photos, then drank the tea in the cup, stood up and called the waiter to settle the bill.

Then he went to the beautiful hotel.

However, Ye Zhibing didn't go in, but parked the car on the side of the road and monitored the movement at the entrance of the hotel.

After waiting for about an hour, I saw a group of people coming out of the hotel, both men and women, all of them seemed to be drunk, walking wobbly, saying some polite words to each other.

After finishing speaking, they got into several cars separately.

Ye Zhibing recognized Mr. Wang Dameng among them, so he started the car and followed Wang Dameng's car.

The motorcade of this group of people went to a nightclub as Qian Xiaobing said.

This time Ye Zhibing didn't wait outside, but went in behind them.

The waiter at the door didn't know that Ye Zhibing was not with them, so he let Ye Zhibing walk in without even asking.

After Ye Zhibing followed them upstairs, he found out the private room of the group, and waited for the opportunity at the end of the corridor.

He also knows that the opportunity will come soon, because people who drink well will definitely go to the bathroom.

Sure enough, about 10 minutes later, Wang Dameng came out humming a ditty and staggeringly.

Wang Dameng was alone, and Ye Zhibing followed him into the bathroom.

When Wang Dameng entered the bathroom, Ye Zhibing followed and closed the door behind his back.

Wang Dameng was still dizzy at this time, and continued his actions.

Ye Zhibing kicked Wang Dameng from behind.

Wang Dameng couldn't stand firmly and fell into the urinal, making it very dirty.

"Made, who is it?"

Wang Dameng cursed loudly, tried his best to get up, and turned to look for the "perpetrator".

He saw a young man standing opposite with arms crossed, smiling disdainfully.

"You kid kicked me, right?"

Ye Zhibing smiled without saying a word.

Wang Dameng became even angrier, "Oh, you have a bitch, did you do it on purpose? Let's see how I deal with you."

Ye Zhibing laughed, "I did it on purpose, you can see it all, Mr. Wang."

Mr. Wang?
Wang Dameng looked at Ye Zhibing carefully again, but he didn't remember knowing this young man.

"Who are you? Why did you deliberately punish Lao Tzu?"

Wang Dameng was sure that he did not know Ye Zhibing, so he questioned him loudly.

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, the key is that I know some of your secrets."

"My secret?" Wang Dameng looked blank, "What secret do I have?"

Ye Zhibing had to remind Wang Dameng, "Mr. Wang, you have quite a lot of secrets, but I found one of your very exciting secrets..."

"You kid, don't pretend to be a ghost, tell me quickly."

Wang Dameng shouted loudly, and impatiently approached Ye Zhibing with a very ferocious expression.

Ye Zhibing took two steps back, stretched out his hand to fan the air in front of his nose, and said with a look of disgust, "Mr. Wang, step back a little, you stink too much, don't smoke me."

After Wang Dameng drank, his sense of smell deteriorated. Hearing what Ye Zhibing said, he sniffed vigorously, and it really smelled strange.

This smell is emanating from his body, and the reason is self-evident.

"Okay, you let me lose face, I will beat you to death today."

Wang Dameng was about to faint from anger, and he was about to beat Ye Zhibing with his fists.

Ye Zhibing dodged back and reminded: "Mr. Wang, if you do this again, I will print your secret as a leaflet and distribute it everywhere."

Sure enough, Wang Dameng hesitated for a while, he didn't know if the young man in front of him really had some of his secrets.

If true, it must be resolved before it spreads.

Wang Dameng stopped where he was and asked, "Then tell me, what secret do you know?"

Ye Zhibing grinned, "Since you can't guess, I'll remind you. The hotel, the room..."

hotel room?
Wang Dameng began to associate his actions with the two key words provided by Ye Zhibing.

He has gone to the hotel room countless times, and he is very careful every time. There shouldn't be any problems, right?

Could it be that this kid just heard a rumor and came to blackmail himself without any real evidence in his hand?