Return of the Soldier King

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Downtown Shanghai.

In the conference room on the 21st floor of the Yalai Group, a young woman in a hot female outfit wearing a workplace suit is looking at the silent company directors at the conference table.

The woman is very beautiful, ice muscle jade bone, small sandal lips slightly opened twice, want to say something, but hold back did not continue.

Leng Yan's pretty eyebrows frowned slightly.

Looking at the following old guys who usually compete for fame and profit, they are stumped for a design scheme.

Lin Qingwan really can't think of why the company keeps these idlers?

"Adjournment."

Lin Qingwan saw her cell phone screen lit up, the folder was closed, and stepped on the exquisite black high-heeled shoes, and immediately went outside. The curvaceous and charming posture caused contemplation. Back, dare to speak without anger.

It wasn't until Lin Qingwan left for a while that this slowly recovered in the conference room.

The directors who are usually high-spirited, wiping the cold sweat on their foreheads, lest they be named by Queen Lin just now.

Yalai Group is a foreign-funded company whose main business is cosmetics. In the past five years, the company has been in a state of loss. It took only half a year for Lin Qingwan to airborne from the US parent company and bring the loss-making company back to life.

Her business intelligence and management skills have even forgotten the company's executives. Lin Qingwan was only 22 years old this year.

…

Returning to the president's office, Lin Qingwan's cold and colorful Dai eyebrows frowned slightly, and there were already two people waiting in the office.

One is Hu Bo, the old housekeeper of his father Lin Hongyuan, and the other is a young man with an immature face and casual clothes.

"Hu Bo, what brings you here."

Lin Qingwan threw the folder toward the table, stood with his arms in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring vigorously at the tall buildings under his feet.

Lin Qingwan ’s relationship with his father was not good. He had a quarrel just six months ago, so he went to Shanghai to take over this company on the verge of bankruptcy to prove his strength.

"Miss, I believe you have received a call from the master this morning. He has found a bodyguard for you." Huber said with a bowed head.

"How about the bodyguard? Let him come in." Lin Qingwan didn't turn around, still looking out the window.

"It's him" Huber pointed to Ye Fei.

"Miss Lin, my name is Ye Fei, the leaves of the leaves, the fly of the flying knife."

Ye Fei looked at Lin Qingwan, and was immediately attracted by her slender calf, slender, delicate, and fair, with a perfect arc.

"Just him?"

Lin Qingwan finally turned around and glanced at Ye Fei, Xiu frowned, and the delicate little face was full of disappointment.

The figure is thin, like a long-term malnutrition, and it is not handsome, but has only a pair of eyes, bright and bright. Wearing a plaid shirt and jeans underneath, his knees were worn. It is not so much a bodyguard as it is a migrant worker who has just entered the city to work.

Lin Qingwan sighed, his father owed a lot of favors at the beginning of his business, this young man, it is estimated that one of his father ’s acquaintances was stuffed into the company, and mixed with food. The Yalai Group has a big business, and raising a few idlers is not a big deal. What's more, this guy is anyway a person, looking at the door is always better than a dog, isn't he?

"My dad told him to drive a few thousand a month?" Lin Qingwan asked casually, only a security guard. One thousand and a half a month was almost the same. Looking at the relationship, he gave him two thousand.

"several thousand?"

Hu Bo froze for a moment, he has been in the United States for a long time, his Chinese is rusty, and his brain is a bit overwhelming: "Well ... fifty thousand."

"What are you talking about? Five thousand a month? A security guard gave me five thousand salary. My dad thinks it is a bank for me? No, no, absolutely not!" Lin Qingwan misunderstood, thinking it was a month of five Thousands, waving hands again and again.

"Miss, it is fifty thousand, fifty thousand yuan a month." Ye Fei said lightly. To be honest, with Ye Fei's ability, he opened 50,000 a month, but he was too little.

"Haha ... hahaha ..."

Lin Qingwan gave out a series of weird sneers. She was already ignorant. She pulled her fingers away for a while. Today is indeed not April Fool's Day. How did Huber make such a big joke to himself.

"Miss, the old man said, it was 50,000. You have to pay for the phone bill, pay insurance, pay taxes, and pay him another 50,000 salary." Hu Bo said seriously.

"Wait a moment!"

Lin Qingwan was stunned, and immediately dialed his father Lin Hongyuan ’s phone: "Dad, I am Qingwan, yes, what is your situation, get me a bodyguard, how much money do you give him a month? Huber said it is fifty thousand, Is n’t he older, he heard it wrong. "

"You heard it right, it was fifty thousand."

In the villa in San Francisco, USA, Lin Hongyuan leaned on the leather sofa, and there was a melodious symphony in the room. He raised a finger, and immediately the maid turned down the volume of the old record player.

"Dad, the company's performance has just improved. It was when you used the money that you brought me such a person, did you deliberately embarrass me!"

Lin Qingwan was crying.

"Qing Wan, the bodyguard has a salary of 50,000 yuan a month, not much. If you can't even make out the money, you should come back as soon as possible." Lin Hongyuan hung up the phone when he finished speaking.

"Snapped!"

Hearing the busy tone from the other end of the phone, Lin Qingwan was so angry that he just dropped the newly purchased Apple phone and sat on the boss chair, his body shaking uncontrollably.

In Lin Qingwan's view, his father was making trouble for himself.

However, she did not dare to be completely in a stalemate with her father, but Lin Hongyuan said that the person who could do it really wanted to turn away the bodyguard named Ye Fei, maybe she would be called back to the United States.

"Humph."

Lin Qingwan stared at Ye Fei and found that he took out an apple from the fruit tray on the coffee table and peeled it with a fruit knife. He even sighed and said with a sneer: "Just like your small body, you still want to As a bodyguard? Can you beat our company's security captain, I'll think about it. "

Lin Qingwan pressed the bell: "Call Zhao Tie to come!"

She was a little proud in her heart. Zhao Tie was a veteran and had practiced Sanda. The thin young man in front of him would definitely not be his opponent.

How dare you be a bodyguard just like you? I let Zhao Tie beat your face hard, and by the way, even my dad's face! See what he found!

"President! Are you looking for me?"

A black man with a full face of two meters pushed in and wore a gray security uniform with batons hanging around his waist.

"Zhao Tie, he wants to apply for a bodyguard. You have to fight him. Remember, don't keep your hand. I will expel you if you keep your hand!" Lin Qingwan was embracing both hands, with a sneer on his face, a good look. .

"it is good!"

Zhao Tieweng said violently.

Uh!

At the moment when Zhao Tie said yes, Ye Fei suddenly shook his hand, the fruit knife in his hand, tearing the air, and flew towards Zhao Tie's throat at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye!

Ye Fei wants to kill!

Lin Qingwan and Hu Bo were shocked!

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