My aesthetic is out of tune with the world

Lin Wan should be living a pretty good life now. With that money, he can buy a house to sit and eat comfortably, which is enough for him to live for the rest of his life. I just hope that he won't be too overwhelmed to go to work in a messy place like a hotel.

These days, there are a few good endings for being an mb. After a few years of youthful meals, you have to change careers. Sometimes you encounter such perverted/perverted customers, and it is not impossible to become disabled.

Chen Yuzhi finally fell asleep, but had a nightmare all night, all related to Lin Wan.

Either he dreamed that he was beaten or cheated of money, and then he was living on the street penniless, crying with red eyes, miserable, maybe there were other things, but Chen Yu couldn't remember it, anyway, it was not good result.

After struggling until dawn, Chen Yu got out of bed sleepily and opened the curtains. The strong sunlight outside filled the whole room in an instant, causing tears to come out of him.

He lowered his head and flicked the screen, looked at his penguin and WeChat, and tentatively sent a message to Lin Wan, but the result showed that the sending failed, and there was a big red exclamation mark next to the message box.

Well, I was blocked.

Chen Yu looked directly at the system page, and after confirming that the scumbag hadn't been repaired, he went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

The secretary has the key to Chen Yuzhi's villa. She received an order yesterday. She sat under the living room with twenty bodyguards and waited in the early morning. Looking at a row of people, Chen Yuzhi thought she was at home when she went downstairs. Captured by robbers.

"Morning chairman, according to your order yesterday, I have prepared twenty bodyguards."

Seeing the boss coming down the stairs, Aya immediately got up from the sofa, and there was a row of people behind her, which inexplicably made people feel a lot of pressure.

Most of those bodyguards were strong and well-built, standing in two rows neatly, looking ahead, even the appearance of their employer, Chen Yuzhi, failed to attract their attention.

It looked a little worrying.

Chen Yuzhi took a closer look at those bodyguards with big arms, round waists and muscular bodies, and he was still satisfied. He asked Aya in a low voice,

"Is it reliable? How is your skill?"

Aya made an OK gesture, lowered her voice and said,

"Don't worry, they are all veterans in the army. They are all one against ten. If their previous employer hadn't died, I might not be able to invite them here."

When Chen Yu heard the words, his heart skipped a beat. He turned his head and looked at Aya in disbelief.

"The previous employer died?"

"End of life."

"Oh."

That's more or less.

Chen Yuzhi sat down on the sofa in the middle, and decided to screen a few people out, twenty was a bit too high-profile.

"The sixth in the first row, the seventh in the second row, the third in the second row..."

He picked a few people all the time, and finally said conclusively,

"The few I read just now stay, and the others go back, thank you for your hard work."

When those bodyguards heard the words, those who were thought of took the initiative to step forward, and those who were not thought of automatically backed away, turned around and went out in unison, with a military look in every gesture.

Seeing this, Aya graciously brought Chen Yuzhi a cup of coffee,

"Chairman, is five people enough? Is it a little less?"

Chen Yu directly took a sip from the cup,

"Five people are quite a lot, why do you think there are fewer?"

"Mr. Jiang from Yandong Real Estate was beaten to pieces by hooligans a few days ago. He was just discharged from the hospital yesterday. Thirty bodyguards have been hired to protect him all day long."