Temporary Bodyguard

"Why do you have my mobile phone number?" Li Ting didn't even know this number.

"You said it yourself." Gao Yusheng over there seemed to smile.

It was only then that Di Chen remembered the oolong taxi incident, sat up and scratched his head, secretly thinking that this person has a really good memory, he even remembered it after a quick report.

The Mr. President said that he has a business to discuss, and asked him to have a meal with him.Zhai Chen doesn't think that his poor amateur bodyguard has any ability to do business with Gao Fushuai, and he probably wants to hire him as a bodyguard.Li Ting's order is about to end, and it's time to face the northwest and enjoy the cool breeze. It's best to book the next order in advance.

He agreed without much hesitation. Gao Yusheng asked him what he wanted to eat. Brother Chen, who hadn't had breakfast yet, touched Chang Kongchengji's stomach and decisively chose to eat hot pot.

"Mengmeng, come out with me." Dressed neatly, throwing the black backpack over his shoulders, Zhai Chen pushed open the door of Aunt Zhu's house across the street, and called his nephew, who was watching TV with Aunt Zhu's grandson, to come out.As a criminal policeman, Fang Chuyang usually doesn't have any holidays, and he has to work overtime on weekends to investigate cases. He can't leave the child alone at home, so he takes him to find Mr. Gao for dinner.

"Chenchen, where are you going?" There was another middle-aged woman in Aunt Zhu's house, and the two of them were chatting while crocheting woolen hats, and warmly called Di Chen to come in.

"Go out to meet a friend." Zhai Chen smiled and said something to Aunt Zhu, then turned his head and waved to his nephew.

"Uncle... I haven't finished watching the cartoon yet." Mengmeng stared at the TV screen reluctantly. Aunt Zhu's home security network TV has a lot of foreign cartoons, and she couldn't get enough of them.The gray-blue Tom cat was chasing Jerry the mouse. He chased to the end of the clothes-hanging pole, only to find that he had missed his step, and fell down with a dull expression accompanied by a funny symphony.The smiling eyes of the two children were crooked, and the one surnamed Zhai had already forgotten the uncle standing at the door.

"Let Mengmeng play with Lele, just eat at my house at noon. It's a rare weekend, and you have a free day." Aunt Zhu waved her hand, indicating that she would take care of the child and let Di Chen go on his own.People living in this family courtyard are all from the Municipal Public Security Bureau. They have been neighbors for more than ten years and they know each other very well. When Zhai Chen was in school, he often ate at Aunt Zhu's house.

Zhai Chen hesitated.

"It's okay, I know Mengmeng's physical condition, don't take them out, just play at home. I'll call you right away if there's anything to do." Aunt Zhu patted her chest to assure her, and the woman next to her was staring at Di Chen curiously.

"Uncle, you can go, it's okay." Zhai Mengmeng's eyes were still glued to the screen, and he waved his short hands without sincerity.

"That troubles you." Di Chen gritted his teeth at the little heartless boy, thanked Aunt Zhu, and went downstairs with the foldable electric donkey on his shoulders.

"Go on, what's the matter with their family?" After holding back for a long time, the middle-aged woman finally couldn't help asking.Before Zhai Chen came just now, Aunt Zhu had already gossiped about the situation of the opposite door, mainly because she wanted the old sister to introduce someone to Fang Chuyang.Di Chen came in before he finished speaking, and halfway through the story he saw the real master, but he didn't dare to express the meaning of "I've just heard about you", and almost suffocated the audience.

"Hey, the child was left by his sister, and his mother died when he was born," Aunt Zhu lowered her voice, afraid that Di Mengmeng in the next room would hear, "Fang Chuyang was adopted, and he was the same age as Di Chen. The son of Chen's father, Zhai Jianguo's friend. Zhai Jianguo really didn't say that he was so good. The year before last, he put himself in it to save a man who committed suicide by jumping into a river..."

"Aiyo, aiyo," the old sister sighed unceasingly, "How can the two young men take care of the children?"

"Isn't that right? I feel worried just looking at it. The child is not in good health, so I have to watch him all the time. It's really hard for the two brothers."

The poor little cabbage Zhai Chen in the neighbor's rumors is riding a small electric donkey to the hot pot appointment of the overbearing president.Gao Yusheng booked a very remote hotpot restaurant in a small alley full of literary atmosphere.The luxury car with wings in this alley is obviously not allowed to enter, and it is wronged and parked in the open parking lot outside the alley.

Di Chen folded up the small eDonkey and carried it in to prevent it from being stolen.

This hot pot restaurant is exquisitely and elegantly decorated. At first glance, I thought it was a western restaurant.Gao Yusheng was wearing a starry sky blue shirt and sitting by the window, drinking lemon mint water casually.Mr. Gao is young and promising, but he does not have the frivolity that young entrepreneurs should have. The only accessory on his body is the watch on his left hand.Of course, there is no vitality.From a distance, the ancient well has no waves, like a frozen ink painting, full of Zen.

"I'm sorry, the electric car runs slowly." Zhai Chen leaned the folded electric car so that it couldn't be seen as it was before the front desk, and sat down opposite Mr. Gao.

"I just arrived too." Gao Yusheng handed him the menu and asked him to order.

"Just look at it, I'm not picky eaters." Zhai Chen picked up the lemon mint water on the table and drank it. The weather is getting hotter and hotter. Riding the tram in the middle of the day seems to put the meat in the oven, and it will be cooked after a while. up.

Gao Yusheng looked at him calmly for a moment, then raised his hand to beckon the waiter to order.Each person has an exquisitely carved small pot, four large servings of fat beef and some other meat dishes, and very few vegetables.The beef in this restaurant is served in a one-meter-long ice tray, which is quite cool.

"I thought none of your wealthy presidents would eat hot pot." Di Chen was very satisfied with the table full of meat, and picked up a chopstick of beef to start a meal.

"I'm not a rich man, I'm just a young man who just started his business." Gao Yusheng was not in a hurry to talk about his purpose, but only chatted with Di Chen in ordinary words to get closer to each other.This is a habit in the business world. Don't talk about business before meals. After all, it is very difficult to convince a hungry person. You can only talk after drinking and eating.

The only intersection between the two now is Li Ting, and they started chatting with Miss Employer.

Everyone in the company knew about Li Ting being pestered by her ex-boyfriend.When they just broke up, Wang Jinghang came to the company and knelt outside the glass door begging for forgiveness.Li Ting felt ashamed and took him out, but was almost dragged into a taxi by him.Later, the company called security to prevent him from entering the building, so he went to the parking lot to block people.

"I never asked, how did you deal with it after we left that day?" Wang Jinghang didn't show up again for the past few days, and Zhai Chen felt that what he said was right, this kind of bastard would just need to be beaten up.

"As you expected, the tailbone was fractured." Gao Yusheng might be hot, and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt above his elbows, revealing his smooth muscles.At an age between a teenager and a mature man, logically his muscles should still be thin, but this little Mr. Gao is already quite attractive, presumably he exercises regularly.

It turned out that he was bedridden, so he thought this kid was really cowardly.Zhai Chen felt a bit regretful that he hit too hard, he should hit him lightly, so that he can still walk, so that he can beat him a few more times while he is on duty, and he will be subdued within a week.

"How much do you spend a day?" Gao Yusheng put down his chopsticks, and wiped his hands with the wet towel handed over by the waiter.

"It depends on the situation, depending on what service you want, daytime, nighttime or 24 hours."

The waiter who handed the towel to Zhai Chen shook his hands and almost threw the towel into the pot, but Zhai Chen quickly caught it.

"I asked your company, you only accept jobs within 8 hours during the day, with an average price of [-] yuan, and a monthly subscription of [-] yuan. But usually you don't accept monthly subscriptions, you only accept short-term jobs." Gao Yusheng waved his hand to let the waiter leave, and Gao Yusheng took out a card , pushed it in front of Di Chen, "I will give you [-] yuan as a monthly subscription, and I want nine hours of service every day."

Di Chen didn't take the card, and squeezed the towel that he had wiped in his hand, and folded it into a little mouse: "For such a high price, you can go to a regular bodyguard company to hire a retired special soldier, why bother looking for me."

"Someone wants to kill me," Gao Yusheng said in a low voice without changing his face, "Ordinary bodyguards can't handle it."

Zhai Chen put the folded mouse on the card, and sneered: "The bodyguards in the first class can't handle it, and my amateurs in the second class can't handle it even more."

"You can," Gao Yusheng was attracted by the little cloth mouse, and his distraction made him subconsciously glance at the black backpack on the chair, "You know what I'm talking about."

"Hiss..." Zhai Chen sucked in a breath of cold air, and the alarm bell rang in his head instantly.Looking up into Mr. Gao's eyes, the previously mild and harmless eyes were suddenly full of aggression, with a hint of imperceptible threat.It seems that not all creatures smaller than himself are cute, Zhai Chen pouted, and pushed the card back neatly: "Sorry, there is no schedule."

Gao Yusheng slowly raised his hand, and took it back together with the wet towel mouse.

After rejecting Mr. Gao's business, the other party didn't keep him too much, and kindly drove him home to prevent Zhai Chen from being burned into hot pot-flavored bacon.There is no benevolence and righteousness in business. He is worthy of being an entrepreneur with hundreds of millions of assets at a young age.

Going out to buy groceries at night, I stopped by Seal Special Housekeeping and told Lao Zhou that Xin's list was off the table, and asked him to find new business for himself.

"You turned down such a good deal!" Fatty Zhou hugged the half watermelon Zhai Chen bought, and scolded him while eating, "It's fine if you don't do it and leave it to Yaozi, it's hard to get to know this kind of extravagant money Big Boss..."

"The big boss gives a lot, and you have to live to make money." Thinking of the terrified look in the boy's eyes, Di Chen pressed his bald head vigorously, "Eat your watermelon."

In the blink of an eye, Monday morning, Zhai Chen picked up Li Ting with his nephew on his shoulders, bought a breakfast and threw it in the car basket.Last week, I found out that the girl was busy with makeup in the morning and had no time to eat, so I brought her a meal on the way.

"Uncle, there are many people in the yard." Zhai Mengmeng grabbed the handlebars and looked inside curiously.Caizhuang New City is a bit unusual today. Usually, it is relatively deserted at this time, with only some young people rushing to catch the bus and subway.There are many people standing now, men, women and children, and a police car with flashing lights is parked in front of the door.

The intuition made Zhai Chen thump in his heart, and he accelerated and rushed in on the tram.

"Stop, stop, don't go ahead," the man in police uniform stopped the electric car, turned his head and shouted to the crowd, "Don't look at it, hurry up, there's nothing to see!"

Di Chen threw down the tram and called Li Ting, but no one answered, he frowned and squeezed into the crowd.Near the wall in front of the building, a cordon was stretched around. People stretched their necks one by one to look at it, not knowing what they could see from three floors away.

Zhai Chen took a quick breath of oxygen, and with a push with one hand, he separated the crowd like turtles overturning a pond, and ran to the front with his legs. Before he could stand still, he quickly pressed the child's head into his arms: "Close your eyes and don't look."

On the uneven concrete floor, there was a broken corpse. The blood and brain had dried up, like solidified poor-quality oil paint, spreading all over the ground with the fingers of the devil.

A policeman was taking photos and registering: "The deceased Li Ting, female, 27 years old."