Angel Security Company, VIP Reception Room—

A white and fat male manager was sitting on the desk with his legs raised, sitting in a swivel chair with the phone in his hand, turning his body, making a leisurely phone call—

"Oh, dear Catherine, I'm going to your house tonight? Your husband is not at home. He was so fierce last time. Fortunately, I was alert and lying under the bed to escape... What, he went to Singapore to do business. Wow, I'm so happy!"

"It's better to do this, Catherine, I'll go to your house tonight and bring red wine. Bordeaux wine from France, thousands of bottles - I know you love to drink red wine, specially prepared for you... You prepare some steaks, salads, our two worlds, candlelight dinner together, and then have a good time..."

"I know, I know, you miss me, I miss you too. Why do you say that sentence? 'If the love lasts for a long time, how can you stay day and night?' Haha, is it sexy to me to recite poems? Uh, let's have another one? Then 'This love can be remembered, but it was already lost at that time', wow, are you moved? So good, come on, kiss me! Tsk--!"

Suddenly, with a creaking sound, the door opened.

When the fat manager saw Song Zhichao breaking in, he was shocked and tried to put down his short and thick legs on the table, coughed a few times, pretended to be serious and said a few more words to the phone in his hand, and then hung up.

After hanging up the phone, the fat manager posed, his hands shaped into a tower shape, and his face squeezed out a smile that was as warm as the spring breeze. He said to Song Zhichao: "Hello, dear guest, please sit down!" He reached out his hand and signaled the sofa opposite.

Song Zhichao had no scruples and sat down just by himself.

The fat man ran out from behind the table, and helped Song Zhichao make a cup of coffee diligently, and asked Song Zhichao how many spoonfuls of sugar to add.

Song Zhichao stretched out one finger.

"A spoonful? OK."

I have to say that the fat man’s skill in brewing coffee is quite good. He quickly brought the coffee up and said to Song Zhichao: "Sir, please try it. This is the coffee I brewed specifically for you."

This cup of coffee may not be as delicious as the bar-pipe in the leisure area outside, but the person who brews it is the fat man in front of him, so the meaning is different.

Everyone understands it.

Seeing that the fat man was so attentive, Song Zhichao nodded and expressed his gratitude.

The fat man returned to his original position, and then sat upright again and asked Song Zhichao seriously: "Dear customer, don't know what I can help you?"

Song Zhichao smiled, thinking that the fat man was very interesting, so he said, "Of course I want to hire a bodyguard here."

"You are right. Our Angel Security Company serves customers like you - Angel Angel, your safety guarantee! Sir, please let me first check your VIP recommendation form-"

Song Zhichao: "Well, what form?"

The fat man thought Song Zhichao was a big customer. Although he was surprised by his youth, he still smiled like Chunfeng: "It is the form you filled out outside. If you are a VIP customer, you will have a VIP recommendation..."

"I don't." Song Zhichao said simply.

Fatty: "..."

His expression was stunned for a moment.

"Sir, aren't you talking to me?"

"I didn't laugh." Song Zhichao habitually stretched out his left finger and scratched the tip of his left eyebrow and said, "I came here to ask your company to help introduce bodyguards. Is it that important for me to be VIP?"

The fat man's entire fat face twitched, and his face was a little distorted: "Sorry, sir, I may understand now... Did you break in rashly? You didn't know that this is a VIP reception room. Managers of my level only accept billions of VIP customers, right?"

Song Zhichao smiled, raised the handle of the coffee cup with his index finger and middle finger, and took a sip of the coffee, but he felt that the coffee was in his throat and was extremely bitter, and said, "You are half right - uh, I did break in rashly, but I know this is the VIP client area, and a manager like you is exactly what I need..."

The fat man was a little impatient and stood up to see him off and said, "I'm sorry, my dear customer, no matter what he said, principle is principle - I'm sorry, I can't serve you!"

The fat man had already realized that Song Zhichao might be a lunatic, and he didn't know why he came here and hired bodyguards here - such people need to go to Qingshan Mental Hospital.

Song Zhichao smiled, put down his coffee cup, crossed his legs. Although he was sitting, he looked at the fat man with a very arrogant look and said, "Do you think I'm not qualified?"

Fatty: "..."

I felt like the young man (crazy) in front of me suddenly appeared on the body of the indescribable aura.

I couldn't help swallowing my saliva, and the fat manager said, "It's not that what I mean, it's because the company has..."

Before the words "rules and regulations" were expressed, Song Zhichao reached out and took out a business card handsomely and handed it over.

Fatty: "..."

He was stunned again, but he couldn't help but reach out his hand - he still took the business card handed over by Song Zhichao with both hands.

The fat man looked at the business card with some suspicion in his heart - it was gold-plated, with the beautiful dragon pattern of the Han Dynasty on the edge, which looked simple and elegant, with men's perfume, and the fragrance was elegant but mellow, like a special smell like a gentleman...

The fat man looked through the business card in his hand and it seemed very expensive no matter how he looked at it. Then he looked at the business card, there was nothing messy, only three big words: Song Zhichao, and then there was a line of mobile phone numbers under the business card.

Fatty: "..."

He was obviously a little confused because he had received many bigwigs with status and status, but had never seen such a special business card.

"Song Zhichao? Song Zhichao?" The fat manager thought silently in his heart several times. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and his heart was trembling, as if he had remembered something. Then he stared at Song Zhichao himself sitting on the sofa, with his expression very strange.

Song Zhichao looked at him, bowed slightly, picked up the cup of coffee, took another sip - well, it was still bitter but extremely mellow.

The fat manager took a deep breath and even reached out to slap his fat face. Then he calmed down and asked in a trembling tone: "Are you Song... Song Zhichao? Who founded Hua Investment Bank - Hong Kong Stock God?"

For countless Hong Kong people, Song Zhichao can not know about the establishment of Wanda Foreign Trade, Wanda Electronics can not know about the establishment of Wanxin Investment; but two points must be known-

First, Song Zhichao swept the Hong Kong entertainment industry and created the huge film empire of Hong Kong Film Group;

Second, the establishment of Hong Kong Chinese Investment Bank has enabled Hong Kong Chinese businessmen to completely get rid of the shackles of foreign banks and defeat international tycoon Soros in the financial stock market.

The fat manager is not the receptionist who has never seen much. Since he is committed to serving the upper class of Hong Kong, he certainly knows a lot about the wealthy people in the Hong Kong world.

Even though Song Zhichao has always liked to keep a low profile, how could he escape the fat manager's "clear and observant" eyes?

Faced with the fat manager's inquiry, Song Zhichao smiled faintly and remained silent.

But this momentum, attitude, and attitude of being arrogant without anger have already told the fat manager the answer they want.

As an excellent VIP account manager who has been "professional ass licking for twenty years", the fat man immediately upgraded his warm smile like the spring breeze to seeing his own father-level smile, and said respectfully to Song Zhichao: "I am very happy to serve you, dear Mr. Song Zhichao!"

Song Zhichao raised his lips, put down his coffee cup, and said, "That's great, now please recommend two bodyguards that I can trust!
Chapter completed!