Quickly cross this bowl of dog food

Chapter 611 President Duojin ([-])
She suddenly sighed.

Assistant Zhu: "?"

"Boss Fu, what's the matter?"

Why are you moaning and sighing?

"I regret not changing to a more expensive door."

"..."

That would allow them to pay more, right? !
~

A few days later, Assistant Zhu reported to Yu quietly, "Mr. Fu, there is nothing to do today, but the shareholders want you to go to the hospital."

"?" She asked suspiciously, "Why? I'm not sick."

Assistant Zhu also looked embarrassed, and he tried to speak nicely, "The shareholders suspect that Mr. Fu has been under a lot of work pressure recently, and he has some psychological problems."

To put it bluntly, based on various signs, they strongly believed that Yu Qingqiu was mentally ill.

But no matter how tactful you say it, it won't have any effect on Yu Qingqing.

"Go to them, anyway, if I don't go, they will be sick!"

"..."

Assistant Zhu had already guessed that this was the result, and he reported the situation truthfully, "Mr. Fu, the shareholders have invited some bodyguards... It seems that they must take you to see a doctor."

As soon as the voice fell, a few strong bodyguards appeared at the door, all of them were muscular, tall and tall, with fierce expressions on their faces.

Yu Quietly: "..."

She clutched her little heart, "Oh, it's so scary. Why did you take violent measures? Don't you know that she is a weak woman?"

[…] Gouzi is no longer able to complain.

Yu quietly stepped forward, trying to meet their eyes, but she was not tall enough, so she could only raise her head slightly, "Are you sure it's a bodyguard? Not a gangster brother?"

She even smiled and said, "Come on, smile."

The bodyguards were unmoved, keeping their faces frozen.

Assistant Zhu: "..."

Why do you feel that Mr. Fu looks so much like a swinger brother who molested women from a good family? !

Yu quietly opened the package of spicy strips and said, "Don't talk? It's boring."

Assistant Zhu: "???"

Wait, where did the company get the spicy strips?
Didn't Mr. Fu dislike food before?

For this reason, everyone in the company gave up their addiction to spicy sticks.

The leading bodyguard said respectfully: "Boss Fu, we are here under orders to escort you to the hospital."

Bah, what escort!
It's obviously for surveillance, right? ?

She pursed her lips, smiled, and Gu Panshenghui said, "Well, there is no need to say anything else. As a bodyguard, you must know how to fight, otherwise how can you protect the target? If you beat me, then I will go with you Hospital, this bag of spicy strips belongs to you too. On the other hand, if I win, you have to obey me obediently."

bodyguard:"……"

Who wants to fight with you? !
Who wants spicy sticks? !

"Mr. Fu, this is not good. We are professionally trained bodyguards. I feel really sorry for bullying a woman like you."

"Who do you look down on! Do you want to fight? Come on."

The bodyguard leader was helpless, but they wanted to complete the task given by their employer, so they could only nod and said: "Fight."

Assistant Zhu decided to eat melons and watch the show.

Fu is always a smart person and will not make decisions arbitrarily. Since she proposed a fight, there must be her reason.

Yu quietly moved his body.

……

1 minute later.

Yu quietly patted on his suit, sat down on the sofa, and ate Latiao with a carefree look, "It seems that you have nothing to do with Latiao."

Assistant Zhu stared dumbfounded at the bodyguards lying on the ground, expressing that he was frightened.

What about professional training?

How long has it been.

He hasn’t even finished eating the melon seeds yet!
(End of this chapter)