The personal bodyguard of the beautiful president

Chapter 50
When Qin Feng returned to Lin's, he saw Lin Ziqian sitting on the seat scratching her hair.

She seemed to be a little overwhelmed.

Qin Feng smiled blankly, he picked up the disposable plastic cup and went to the water dispenser to fill it up.

"Has our President Lin encountered any difficulties again?" Qin Feng put the water on Lin Ziqian's table.

Lin Ziqian squeezed out a forced smile, then took a sip from the water glass and put it down.

She supported her forehead and said sadly: "There is something wrong with Lin's battery factory. There have been several cases of explosions in Lin's batteries in the world. Fortunately, there have been no casualties."

"So, I asked my employees to urgently recall all the batteries that are out. Before, Lin's most important profit channel was the battery factory. Now there is a problem with the battery. Before the real problem is found, Lin's battery will be suspended. .”

"Right now, Lin's is losing money every day, basically just going out but not getting in."

The sadness on Lin Ziqian's face became more intense, and sometimes she really felt that she would be overwhelmed by these bad things.

Qin Feng blinked, he picked up the water glass that Lin Ziqian took a sip of, and then he finished the water.

"If you want me to say, instead of worrying here, you might as well go to the battery factory to check the situation yourself." Qin Feng said lightly.

Lin Ziqian raised her eyes, and she said with a slightly excited expression: "I happen to have the same meaning. Qin Feng, why don't you go with me. Qingxue is checking the company bills, and you, a jobless vagrant, have time."

"Pfft—" Qin Feng almost didn't spit out the water he just drank.

Lin Ziqian really can't speak, what is a vagrant.

As long as Qin Feng thinks about it, the big forces outside can't wait to hire him with an annual salary of [-] million yuan.

It's just that Qin Feng has always been very open to money. He earns money from dead people, and Qin Feng thinks the money is too dirty.

"I think you can pay me to be your bodyguard, a few thousand yuan a month is enough." Qin joked.

Lin Ziqian pouted coquettishly.

"You have a good idea. You still live in my house now. It's not bad if I confiscate your rent. Well, come with me quickly, there is no time to delay now."

Lin Ziqian urged Qin Feng to act quickly, and at the same time was thrown to Qin Feng with the car keys.

With the previous experience, Lin Ziqian already has some shadows about driving.

Therefore, if she can not drive, she still does not drive.

There are black lines on Qin Feng's forehead, and he is now a bodyguard and a driver.

However, Qin Feng obediently took the car key and sent Lin Ziqian to Lin's battery factory.

The location of Lin's battery factory is quite remote, it's outside the suburbs, there's nothing to do about it, who said that the land in the suburbs is cheap.

Qin Feng drove Lin Ziqian on the expressway leading to the suburbs.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Lin Ziqian contacted the director of the battery factory on the phone and explained her purpose of going to the factory for inspection.

It's sort of a surprise inspection, and now it's only 10 minutes away from the battery factory.

It is precisely because of this that we can see the essence of the problem.

Lin Ziqian didn't like that kind of leadership style, and she had to explain a few days in advance to get the other party ready.

What is the use of such an inspection, what is done is surface engineering.

What Lin Ziqian hates the most is this kind of hard work.

There is a fork in front, and it will be that kind of rural dirt road.

The roads here are full of potholes, and people sitting in the car almost experience the feeling of a roller coaster.

This also precisely reflects the lack of urbanization in Yuncheng.

To be rich, build roads first.

You didn't even fix the road, and you talked about getting rich.

Qin Feng curled his lips and criticized: "What kind of road is this? It's the 21st century. How come there are such dirt roads in the suburbs of coastal cities?"

"The location of your battery factory is too bad."

Lin Ziqian looked a little embarrassed.

She scratched her head and explained, "Father decided to set up the battery factory here not only because the land here is cheap, but also because it is on the verge of development. After a year or two, the place will change a lot."

"Brother is quite confident, isn't he afraid that the Lin family will be annexed in a year or two?" Qin Feng muttered frivolously, frowning.

But Lin Ziqian didn't hear what Qin Feng said.

Suddenly, Qin Feng slammed on the brakes, and then the tires of the car locked up on the ground, sending up patches of dust all over the sky.

Lin Ziqian supported the car interior panel in front with her hands in time.

She panicked and asked: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong!"

After the previous car accident, Lin Ziqian was extremely sensitive to emergencies.

Qin Feng stared at the front with serious eyes, and there was a wooden pole blocking the way in front of him.

At the same time, a man wearing a straw hat is sitting next to the pole with a stool.

Judging from his dark skin, he should be a villager from a nearby village.

Lin Ziqian also saw the wooden pole, and she said in a concentrated voice: "He is an idle gangster from a nearby village. He often sets up roadblocks here to forcefully stop passing vehicles and ask for tolls."

"The security bureau's patrols have educated him a while ago, why is he still stubborn?"

The man in the straw hat saw Qin Feng's vehicle appear, and glanced at the logo, Mercedes C-Class, a proper luxury car class.

The man in the straw hat showed a treacherous smile. It seems that today is a big deal.

He bent down to pick up the sickle on the ground, and then slowly walked to the door of the main driver's car.

The man in the straw hat had a red plum in his mouth, and his expression was unusually arrogant.

He tapped heavily on the window with his fingers to make a thumping sound.

Qin Feng slowly rolled down the car window, and before he could speak first, the man in the straw hat had already stretched out two fingers.

"You can go there, 2000 yuan!"

Just kidding, can farming in the village get money faster than blocking roads and robbing here?
The man in the straw hat has already figured out the pattern based on the past models.

For a car under [-], you need [-].

Less than 20, three hundred.

More than 30, that is, the leader went to the countryside to inspect, and he definitely didn't want to have too much entanglement with people like himself.

Therefore, he asked for 2000 yuan, and most people would give it to himself. One thing more is better than one thing less.

"What, 2000 yuan! You are robbing." Lin Ziqian, who was in the passenger seat beside her, was very dissatisfied.

The man in the straw hat took a deep breath on his cigarette, and then threw the cigarette butt on the ground.

He said with a playful smile: "Beauty, what you said is far from the truth. I have been maintaining this road all the time. You have to thank me for driving this road, so it is not too much to ask you for 2000 yuan." Bar."

The corner of Lin Ziqian's mouth twitched. This road is a dirt road. What maintenance is needed?
This is simply an excuse for this guy to block the way and ask for money.

Qin Feng turned his head to look at the man in the straw hat and smiled confidently: "Are you sure you want this 2000 yuan?"

The man in the straw hat put the sickle on Qin Feng's neck without even thinking about it.

On his face appeared awe-inspiring, like that Zhang Tianwang emoji of you eating shit.

"I am very sure!"

(End of this chapter)