Billionaire shocks the world with his bad behavior

As night falls, the lights in the central area are still bright, but the street lights in the old city are dim. The dim lights can only illuminate a few steps away, and the rest is countless darkness.

Zong Qingchuan was carrying a discounted lunch box bought from a supermarket. Although he looked dusty, he could not hide his dignified demeanor. His muscles, which were inadvertently revealed, were full of strength. His aura was like an ancient pine tree, straight and upright.

After about ten minutes, Zong Qingchuan walked through the deep and dark alley and arrived in front of an old building. With a height of nearly 1.9 meters, he was like a tall tower. He had to lower his head to enter the low gate.

The light in the stairwell had broken down at some point, so he could only use the flashlight on his phone for lighting. Otherwise, he might be tripped by the broken stairs at any time. He would be fine, but he was worried that his lunch box would fall.

"Rongrong, I'm back."

Zong Qingchuan opened the creaking iron door and called softly into the house. The sound of a wheelchair rubbing against the concrete floor was heard, and a little girl of about fifteen or sixteen appeared from the only bedroom in a wheelchair.

The pale little face that had never seen the sun, with a happy smile, acted coquettishly towards Zong Qingchuan, "Brother, you're back!"

"Well, have you been good today? I bought you your favorite chicken drumstick rice."

"When was I not good?" Zong Rong raised her little head proudly, looking for praise, "Wow, my favorite chicken drumstick rice! I knew my brother is the best!"

Zong Rong readily opened the lunch box, then picked up the bowl and chopsticks that had been placed on the coffee table, and shared the meal with Zong Qingchuan, half each. Even though Zong Qingchuan said he had already eaten, she still insisted on doing so.

The room was small and damp, without even a proper dining table. However, Zong Rong was like a wild flower growing wildly on the cliff, bringing warm sunshine to illuminate Zong Qingchuan's tired heart.

"Jingle Bell."

The phone suddenly rang. Zong Qingchuan put down his bowl and chopsticks, said something to Zong Rong, and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

"Hey?"

"Brother Zong! Good things are coming to you!"

Zong Qingchuan held the phone a little further away and rubbed his ears helplessly. The deafening sound really made him feel dizzy.

"You have something to say."

The person on the other side seemed to understand Zong Qingchuan's temper and immediately told him that Shen Lisu was looking for a bodyguard. "Brother Zong, this is the first time I've heard of the conditions that Miss Shen has offered. I'm sure you're tempted!"

Annual salary of one million, seven insurances and three funds, half a month of annual leave, two days of rest per month, overtime pay is calculated separately, and there is additional compensation for work-related injuries.

It has to be said that Zong Qingchuan was indeed tempted. If the salary was really that high, he might have the opportunity to take Zong Rong to Yunzhou to find a famous doctor for treatment, so that she wouldn't have to live in a wheelchair at such a young age.

but……

"You know my situation well. My sister needs someone here, and the bodyguards need to be on call 24 hours a day."

"Brother Zong, to be honest, if you really became Miss Shen's bodyguard, with your salary, you could hire a more professional person to take care of Zong Rong instead of letting her stay at home all day in fear, afraid that if something goes wrong, you would have to drop your work and run back."

We are all brothers, and although some of the words may not sound good, they are spoken with sincerity.

Zong Qingchuan was silent for a while, but he did hit the point.

In order to be able to take care of Zong Rong at any time, he can only work odd jobs and do physical work, getting paid per day. Even so, he can only barely make a living. It is impossible for him to treat Zong Rong's leg.

"Let me think about it."

"Brother Zong, don't think about it for too long. You should know that there are many people vying for this job."

If he wasn't a true brother, he wouldn't have looked for Zong Qingchuan first.

"Brother, please promise him that I can take care of myself."

At some point, Zong Rong pushed the wheelchair to the balcony door. Because Zong Qingchuan was using an elderly cell phone, the volume was exceptionally loud, and she could hear everything she should and shouldn't hear.

"Rongrong..." Zong Qingchuan wanted to say something, but after seeing Zong Rong's determined and encouraging eyes, he no longer hesitated, "Okay, help me contact Miss Shen, I'll go."

"Okay! I'll contact Miss Shen tomorrow. Get ready. Don't dress too casually. She has requirements for your appearance!"

"……understood."

Zong Qingchuan really didn't understand, is the bodyguard industry so competitive now? Even appearance has begun to be required?

"Hey, Rongrong, my old suit..."

"I know where it is! I'll get it right away!"

Looking at Zong Rong's joyful expression, Zong Qingchuan shook his head gently, his face full of pampering and smiles.

Even if it's just for his sister's smile, he will work hard to heal her!

Just after having the lunch that Bai Qingli had specially sent to her, Shen Lisu received two calls, one about the bodyguard and the other from Zhu Wenjun introduced by Rong Wei.

Since they had met, Shen Lisu simply asked the two of them to come for the interview together to save trouble. They would be working together in the future anyway.

Since quitting his job, Zong Qingchuan has been going to and from the construction site every day, and he basically looks unkempt.

After his brother's repeated instructions, he finally dressed himself up. In order to show his best mental outlook, he even put on his most valuable black suit.

"Miss Shen."

When they met for the first time, Zong Qingchuan understood why Shen Lisu had such requirements for the bodyguard's appearance.

With a top-notch face that can be called a masterpiece all year round, she can admire her beauty everywhere. Her aesthetic taste is forcibly improved, and it is difficult not to be obsessed with appearance.

"Are you Zong Qingchuan?"

It turns out that he was the Brother Zong mentioned by the bodyguards.

Shen Lisu looked at Zong Qingchuan with satisfaction. His tall and straight body, natural wheat-colored skin, eyes like an eagle, and unshakable solemnity made him look like an ancient god of war, intimidating.

Normally, bodyguards should keep a low profile and not show off in public, but Zong Qingchuan's presence is more like a deterrent, which can make the enemy retreat without much explanation.

"A fight?"

"what?"

Zong Qingchuan was a little confused for a moment when he saw his employer, who was only as tall as his shoulders. However, seeing that she was eager to try, it was difficult to refuse. He could only tell himself to be more restrained and not hurt his future employer.

However, the moment Shen Lisu made her move, Zong Qingchuan's muscles suddenly tensed up, his eagle eyes glowed with a strange light, and he soon began to fight her desperately.

Zhu Zijun, who was standing aside waiting for the interview, also stood there in a daze.

She didn't expect that when Shen Lisu was interviewing a bodyguard, she would actually go into battle herself.

More importantly, the two of them were actually evenly matched. Zong Qingchuan, who had the advantage of height and gender, not only failed to quickly defeat Shen Lisu, but instead had a tendency to be suppressed by her!

"it is good!"

Shen Lisu, who hadn't had such a satisfying fight for a long time, thought of another interviewer and quickly ended the fight. She showed admiration for Zong Qingchuan and was very satisfied.

"Zong Qingchuan, welcome."

Zong Qingchuan, who hadn't had such a satisfying fight for a long time, panted slightly and adjusted his breathing. His eyes became brighter and more curious.

"Ms. Shen, you are so skilled, why do you still need a bodyguard?"

In Zong Qingchuan's opinion, with Shen Lisu's skills, no one should be able to hurt her unless they are facing a firearm.

This is also what Zhu Wenjun is curious about.

"I'm so rich, isn't it normal for me to have a bodyguard?"

Shen Lisu asked back as a matter of course.

"Besides, I can't possibly fight every time myself. That's not in line with my status."

She is a billionaire, how can her image be ruined?

Zong Qingchuan and Zhu Wenjun: This seems to make a lot of sense. I was actually convinced.

The bodyguard interview is over, and it is Zhu Wenjun's turn next.