I asked you to go on a blind date, why would you rent a billionaire CEO?

Shen Qiancheng glanced sharply at the tall building opposite.

Afterwards, he leaned against the car slowly, took out a firework and lit it.

In the reception room of Dongyu Group, Lu Chenyu stood up to greet him, "Mr. Feng, you are here so soon, please take a seat."

How can it not be fast if you have a bodyguard who drives like he flies a plane?

After sitting down, Lu Chenyu got straight to the point and asked, "After your sister got into trouble, did you find out who was behind it?"

This matter was no secret in Haicheng's upper class society. It was a hot topic and everyone knew about it.

Feng Wanqing's eyes dimmed and she shook her head.

"That force has reappeared recently and is ready to make a move. You should be careful."

"You mean, they're going to do something to me?"

In fact, she had been mentally prepared.

Lu Chenyu returned to the headquarters, went over the whole thing from beginning to end, and soon found a clue.

"They deliberately tricked me into going abroad and wanted to keep me overseas forever," he said shockingly.

"But I just can't understand why they don't do it."

"..."

Half an hour later, Feng Wanqing made a decision.

"Mr. Lu, I came here too hastily today. How about this? Tomorrow, we will have a formal meeting. I hope our two companies can start in-depth cooperation in the field of new energy and become strategic partners."

"it is good."

Downstairs, Feng Wanqing saw Shen Qiancheng and still had a bad look on her face.

This time she got into the driver's seat herself.

"You are the first bodyguard who lets your boss drive you. Is there anyone who drives like you? Do you want to kill for money?"

In the passenger seat, Shen Qiancheng just smiled.

"Fire him! You must be fired! Look at you. You can still smile. You have no remorse at all!"

When she was angry, her little face puffed up like a little punching bag. Shen Qiancheng was inadvertently deeply attracted to her.

You can see the shadow of Feng Jingqiu in her.

"What are you looking at? Hooligan!"

She just kept repeating the same few words over and over again. She had good manners and didn't know how to curse.

"Boss Feng, wait until you fire me before you tell me. By the way, I'm going home with you tonight. I have nowhere to stay."

"Beep——"

She was in a panic and pressed the horn.

The veins on the little hands holding the steering wheel were bulging.

"You're just a bodyguard. Is there any difference between master and servant? And you still want to go home with me? Who do you think you are? A personal bodyguard?"

The man looked at her calmly: "You can understand it that way!"

"get off!"

Feng Wanqing did not return to her villa, but went to the old house.

The car is parked on the viaduct at this moment.

Her face was full of frost, and she shouted coldly: "Get out of the car!"

He continued to sit there, motionless.

"Do you want labor fees?" Feng Wanqing was furious!

She took out two bills from the change cabinet in the car and threw them over.

"Take the money and get off the bus immediately!"

Two bills, one fell into his lap and the other floated under the seat.

He calmly picked up the two hundred yuan and put it in his pocket.

This scene made Feng Wanqing despise him even more.

In just this morning, I spent more than 100,000 yuan on two suits alone, and now, I only got 200 yuan?

Why is this person like this?

"Are you sure you want to fire me?" Shen Qiancheng still looked lazy.

"You're not even standing properly. Look at yourself. How do you look like a bodyguard?"

"I've had enough of you, go away!"

He opened the car door and walked away decisively.

There are guests at the Feng family’s old house.

"Uncle and aunt, this is my first visit, so please accept this small token of my appreciation."

"Okay, okay, Yaobang, you are thoughtful."

Mr. Feng took the exquisite gift box and didn't care about what was inside.

The man was thin and looked frail.

The only thing is that the eyes are very bright.

"Uncle, this time I came here for..."

"Have some tea first. We can talk about other things after Qingqing comes back. It's not appropriate for us, the older generation, to interfere in your affairs."

Downstairs, car lights came on and a car drove into the old house.

A few minutes later, Wenwan's quiet voice came, "Dad, why are you calling me home so urgently? What's the matter?"

Walking into the reception room, Feng Wanqing said again: "I also have something to say. Is that a bodyguard you found for me? I think he is just a gangster. I fired him!"

Looking up, I saw the man's thin back sitting straight on the rosewood chair.

"Are there guests at home?"

"Yes." Mrs. Feng took over the conversation: "Qingqing, come here quickly, this is the eldest son of the Zong family, Zong Yaobang."

The man's bright eyes finally looked over, very measured, staring into her eyes.

Frankly, gentleman.

He stretched out his fair and slender hand and said, "Hello, I am Zong Yaobang."

The little hand retracts as soon as it touches.

"Qingqing, Master Zong came to our house this time to propose marriage."

what?

There was not much expression on Feng Wanqing's quiet face, but she was looking up and down at the man in front of her in her heart.

"Old Feng, I suddenly remembered that Mrs. Lu sent me a painting last time. Would you like to go and see it with me?"

"Ah good."

"You young people have a lot to talk about. Let's get in touch with them first and get to know them better."

For the sake of face, Feng Wanqing smiled at him.

"Wanqing, I don't have too many requirements for marriage. After we get married, you can be a full-time wife at home. With the strength of my clan, it is completely possible..."

"Stop, Master Zong, I think you misunderstood. I am not attracted to you, and I will not marry you."

Zong Yaobang was stunned for a moment. Is there anyone who dares to reject the marriage proposal from his Zong family?

Even a family like the Feng family.

After a pause, the man narrowed his bright eyes slightly: "The Feng Group seems to be in a prosperous situation, but in fact, every step is cautious. Perhaps you don't understand the strength of my clan yet."

"I know. It's one of the four great families in northern Beijing. But I'm a lazy person and I'm not used to being an official's wife."

"Well, Miss Feng, we will meet again." After saying that, Zong Yaobang stood up.

I didn’t see Mr. Feng and his wife, so I went downstairs directly.

Downstairs, a black Hongqi sedan was parked there.

In the study, Mr. Feng and his wife kept exchanging opinions.

"I think this child is pretty good, not bad looking, and has a good family background. It would be great for Qingqing to marry him and become the wife of an official."

Director Feng didn't think so: "You, don't worry about it. Once you enter this kind of big family, if you don't have some skills, it's no different from entering the cold palace."

"Is it so terrible?" Mrs. Feng felt sorry for her little daughter: "Why don't you stop her?"

"Don't worry, I know Qingqing best and I won't agree to him."

As for a red family like this one, his Feng family is not even close enough.

Marrying him is marrying up.

"Dad, mom."

"Are you finding me annoying?"

Mrs. Feng came over, took her hand, and said with a smile, "How could that be?"

"Then why are you in such a hurry to marry me off?"

"We didn't agree. It all depends on your opinion."

Director Feng took over the conversation: "But compared to the boy from the Zong family, I like Shen Qiancheng more."

"Dad, I have some bad news for you." Feng Wanqing smiled gently, "You may be disappointed."

"why?"

"Because I just couldn't stand him, so I fired him on the way here."

"You, you fired him?"

Director Feng was rarely angry, and his voice became louder: "How can you be so willful?"

"Do you know how long Dad begged for such a treasure, and you just drove him away?"