The strongest security guard for a female president

Chapter 859
"Stop pretending here, Feng Yueqin, you are my wife, I will bring you back to my hometown to get married sooner or later!"

"Manager, are you okay?"

Hearing Feng Yueqin's words, Bai Zifan felt a lot more comfortable all over his body, and she was better at talking. Although in essence, she was a security guard, the manager was more pleasing to the ear than the big brother.

"I'm fine, don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one will dare to mess around, so you can work here with peace of mind."

Feng Yueqin wanted to say something else, but Bai Zifan patted her on the shoulder, took a picture of everything she said, and walked directly towards the door.

I was planning to skip work while Wang Bingxue didn't wake up. Now that something like this happened, if I don't hurry up, I probably won't be able to leave.

It's a pity that just as Bai Zifan stepped out of the theater gate, he heard Wang Bingxue's cold words come through, "Bai Zifan, it's early in the morning, where are you going if you don't go to work?"

"Um, I have some personal matters."

"Today is the first day of our theater's official opening. Why don't you go to work here?"

"I'm going to get customers."

"We're not a hotel in front of the station, what kind of guests are you going to get?" Wang Bingxue frowned and asked.

"It's handing out leaflets. We must let consumers know that our place is open, right?"

"Just you?" Wang Bingxue said suspiciously.

"Those who can do more work, I'm saving costs."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Zifan saw a smug smile on Wang Bingxue's face, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in Bai Zifan's heart.

Sure enough, Wang Bingxue took out a stack of leaflets in her bag with a smile, shook a few times and said with a smile: "It's really a hero who sees the same thing, I think so too, look, I've prepared all the leaflets , since you are so caring, then go and distribute leaflets."

"Just me?"

"Those who can do more work, you just said."

Looking at the flyer in Wang Bingxue's hand, Bai Zifan suddenly felt like he dug a hole and buried himself.

After the words had been spoken, Wang Bingxue would definitely not agree to change his mind, so Bai Zifan could only leave the theater with a leaflet on his face helplessly.

When bragging about Daomen, Xia Yongmei was better than Chen Luping, but no matter how much she brags, she couldn't change the reality of stealing the door to do business. Xia Yongmei would never live in a fixed address for too long, thanks to Bai Zifan and Xia Yongmei Mutual trust allowed him to know Xia Yongmei's current location.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of the hotel, Bai Zifan found that Xia Yongmei was chatting and laughing with an old man in a suit. It seemed that the two of them were having a good time. As a man, Bai Zifan naturally knew that the other party was fighting. what attention.

After questioning for a while, Bai Zifan didn't rush over, but dodged and hid next to a small trolley in a hotel that delivered hearts to guests.

Then, under the cover of the pushcart, Bai Zifan peeped at Xia Yongmei's position, but before he took a few steps, the pushcart stopped.

Looking up, he found that the waiter pushing the cart was looking at him strangely, coughed awkwardly, and Bai Zifan tapped the golden guardrail of the cart with his index finger, and said solemnly: "You guys are pure gold, right? ? Your level is really high enough."

After giving Bai Zifan a contemptuous look at a bumpkin, the waiter pushed the cart and left.

Bai Zifan, who lost his cover, walked quickly to the two men, pointing his fingers, opening and closing his mouth, as if he was chatting with them.

At this time, the man in the suit also noticed Bai Zifan. After all, a man wearing a yellow vest with the name of the theater is like a firefly in the dark night, and it is impossible not to be noticed.

"That man is peeking at us, do you know him?"

Turning her head to take a look, Xia Yongmei said helplessly, "How I wish I didn't know him."

After Xia Yongmei finished speaking, she walked towards Bai Zifan, and the two men who were "chatting" with Bai Zifan also noticed Bai Zifan and scared him away as if he was mentally ill.

Shrugging his shoulders, Bai Zifan said helplessly: "People nowadays are really rude, they don't want to listen to a word, and they just leave without saying hello, hey, Xia Yongmei, you're here too, what a coincidence."

"Yes, what a coincidence." Xia Yongmei gritted her teeth and said, obviously dissatisfied with Bai Zifan's sabotage of her.

"I happened to pass by here too..."

Before Bai Zifan could finish speaking, the old man in a suit came over and said arrogantly, "I just happened to come here to distribute flyers? Take it here and show me. You are Xia Yongmei's friend, so I don't care what you say." I want to take care of you."

In the old man's words, Bai Zifan could hear a strong sour taste. Obviously, the old man had a lot of thoughts about Xia Yongmei, and even directly regarded Bai Zifan as a rival in love.

"you are……"

Bai Zifan's words seemed to be a great insult to the old man, and he frowned as if his tail was stepped on, "What did you say? You don't know me? Don't you usually watch TV?"

"I'm sorry, I just like to watch entertainment programs, and I don't really watch regular programs."

Hearing Bai Zifan's words, the man in the suit was stupefied. My article is obviously local news, okay?How did it get involved with the legal program?

"Ahem, Bai Zifan, this is Mr. Jiang Yicheng. Although he is not a local, he often comes here to do business and is very famous."

With a cold snort, Jiang Yicheng said disdainfully: "My fame is only spread among the upper class, and I'm not so lowly that anyone can know me."

I am just curious about what Xia Yongmei is doing, but she is just a melon-eating crowd in single clothes, and Jiang Yicheng is going to rub against the ground, but it is still endless friction, Nima, what are you doing?
Furious, Bai Zifan took a deep breath and said, "Cut, it's just rich people. I've seen a lot of them in our theater. They're all dressed like five or six people. In fact, they don't have much money at all. They watch operas and so on. , who is reluctant to let half of the members go to the private room, what kind of rich man is this?"

Hearing Bai Zifan's words, Jiang Yicheng was overjoyed. He was about to seize every opportunity to slap the spare tire in the face, but he didn't expect him to take the initiative to extend his face.

"Hmph, that's because you are not high enough, and you can't meet real rich people. Isn't that just a membership? I'm going to be a member of your theater right now, and give me the highest level."

"Really? Sir, do you really want to do it?"

"Of course, I don't care about this amount of money. Tell me, how much is it? I'll transfer it to you directly through mobile banking. You can handle the matters under your command." Jiang Yicheng took out his mobile phone and said carelessly.

(End of this chapter)