Chen Zhe and Zhou Yuhan are enemies from birth. If you put the two people's horoscopes together and ask a fortune teller to approve them, it will definitely be: the horoscopes do not match.
At this time, Shen Rongrong, who had a calm personality, became the messenger of peace. Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel, she asked Zhou Yuhan softly: "Then what are you going to do?"
"Jiaying wants to talk to the manager today. Even if it means spending some money, she will admit it. It's definitely not safe for her to go alone. I want to go with her." Zhou Yuhan frowned confidently.
cut.
Chen Zhe sneered at their behavior.
What kind of manager is that? I have made it clear that I have to be you. They are not short of money. They just want to play with a few celebrities to find a feeling of conquest. You women are already weak. Can you afford to play with them?
Don't fail to solve Ye Jiaying's problem. It's more serious to try to solve it yourself.
Where is Zhou Yuhan's own family background? In the past, it was okay to support the situation and increase his prestige. But since he dares to be so arrogant, there must be someone behind him... It's difficult.
Chen Zhe felt that Zhou Yuhan was still very loyal. At least he had to help his friends when they were in trouble. He just supported her mentally.
Chen Zhe thinks that he is not a hero who encounters injustice. It is difficult to die as a hero. Protect your relatives and women... and let them eat, sleep and have fun. That's it.
After Zhou Yuhan finished speaking, he turned around and glanced at Chen Zhe: "The other party has a deep background. It's not safe for me to go... You also go with me."
I'll go.
Chen Zhe jumped up like a rabbit: "Why. For a popular person like me, if I go there and steal that person's limelight, I will definitely make people jealous. That person named Ye is not a relative of mine. It's not worth it."
Zhou Yuhan smiled slightly, with a look of success in his eyes.
This guy was able to put gold on his face. What he said was exaggerated, but it was not entirely false. If nothing else, just say that Chen Zhe had the guts to dare to take Zhang Ze's life. Zhou Yuhan didn't say it. .I still admire it in my heart.
If you weren't like this, I wouldn't ask you to go.
"You are my bodyguard. Now Uncle Zhong is busy finding out who is the murderer of grandpa. There is no one around me but you." She said proudly, as if she had convinced Chen Zhe.
"No way. No way. Didn't you learn Wing Chun from Uncle Zhong yourself? Five, six, seven or eight people can easily handle it."
Zhou Yuhan glared at him. I learned kung fu for fitness. How can a girl fight with others?
"You have to go. Don't forget that you are my bodyguard.
Bodyguard. Chen Zheke has never regarded himself as a bodyguard.
Chen Zhe shook his head in shock: "So what? Fire me if you can... Are you worthy of my sister? Are you worthy of me saving your life once? Are you worthy of the great contributions I have made to your Zhou family?" "
I'm sorry this guy is so arrogant. He has someone to rely on. Zhou Yuhan really can't fire him.
but……
She glanced at Chen Zhe: "I can't fire you. But I can deduct your salary."
Damn it. Chen Zhe even forgot that bodyguards are paid.
He immediately smiled like a chrysanthemum. The wrinkles on his face were all smiles: "Well, Miss Zhou, how much is my monthly salary?"
Eyes open when seeing money.
Zhou Yuhan held out a finger disdainfully...the one she extended was her middle finger. She was very ladylike. This time she had no grace at all.
Chen Zhe curled his lips: "One thousand yuan. You Zhou family are so stingy. You can do whatever you want."
Zhou Yuhan is extremely angry. This person is really a country bumpkin. When Sister Qi was the manager, she was not nervous about projects worth billions of dollars. There is a huge difference between the two siblings.
She frowned and continued to hold out a finger.
Ten thousand.
Chen Zhe almost bit his tongue: "Ten thousand yuan is just so-so. It's barely enough to buy a one-square-meter house in Jiangcheng City."
Zhou Yuhan shook his hand angrily: "It's one hundred thousand. One hundred thousand. Bodyguards work with their lives. How can it be only ten thousand? This is still your basic salary. It can be increased in the future. You idiot."
Ten...one hundred thousand...my dear mother. I, Wang Laowu, have never seen so much money in my life.
Chen Zhe carefully showed a smile: "If you want to deduct my salary, how much will it be deducted?"
"The most important thing for a bodyguard is to obey the boss's orders. If you don't go, one month's salary will be deducted. If you go, I will tell Uncle Zhong that even if you go on a mission, there will be a bonus of 50,000..."
fifty thousand.
This is a fucking 150,000 yuan. The money I owed Zhou Jing was earned back in half a month of work. This money is really easy to earn.
Chen Zhe jumped up and said, "I'll go with you. Make money to support my wife. My wife has so much money and she will die if she doesn't work harder."
This sentence made Shen Rongrong lower her head with a red face...
Zhou Yuhan gave him a look of disdain. This guy was shameless, lustful, money-loving, heartless, lying, bragging, and ugly in appearance.
"Rong Rong. Wait for me to come back."
With money comes motivation. Chen Zhe excitedly kissed Shen Rongrong on the face and ran out with Zhou Yuhan...
Zhou Yuhan usually keeps a low profile. She doesn't have bodyguards to protect her when she goes out. When she was in the mainland, there were only two. This time she didn't want to disturb her family and only went out by herself. So she only took Chen Zhe with her. It was only a car away.
When she and Chen Zhe walked down and entered the garage, the luxury car parked outside almost blinded Chen Zhe.
Nima.
That's a Ferrari I know.
That's a Lamborghini.
Bentley.
Death comes after old age.
What is that? But it must be a good car.
Zhou Yuhan gave him a disdainful look. She walked to her own dedicated garage. The door was already open: "Those are the cars of our relatives..."
Chen Zhe almost bit his tongue. Then what kind of car should the Zhou family drive?
Zhou Yuhan pointed to his car. It was a white Porsche. He threw the key of a million-dollar 911 to Chen Zhe: "Drive for me."
"good."
Chen Zhe sat carelessly in the driver's seat, looking at the dashboard in a daze.
Zhou Yu said coldly: "We can go."
"Um."
Chen Zhe continued to be in a daze.
"I said you can leave."
"Um...don't you know I can't drive?" Chen Zhe scratched his scalp.
Only then did Zhou Yuhan remember that Chen Zhe seemed to really know how to drive. She got out of the car with a straight face and walked up to Chen Zhe: "Get out of the car."
Chen Zhe knew that she was very angry now, but he was not angry at all. If he was angry, she would not be angry at all.
So he wasn't angry. On the contrary, his attitude was very good: "Okay, okay. If you could drive, you would have told me earlier. Oh, this is so troublesome."
Zhou Yuhan felt like she was going to vomit blood. She already regretted calling Chen Zhe over. If she had known, she wouldn't have to go through so many twists and turns to trick this guy over. Now she has met Ye Jiaying.
Before Chen Zhe could fasten his seat belt, the car rushed out like an angry beast.
It's not the car that's angry. It's the person driving it.
Ye Jiaying's home is not too far away from her. And although the place she lives in is okay, it is far inferior to Zhou Yuhan. It is a small villa, and it seems that she does not live alone.
Zhou Yuhan sighed: "Jiaying's family has no money. We pooled our money to buy this small villa. We gather here when we play with friends. So we persuaded Jiaying to live here, saving her money. rent."
It must be the Zhou family's strict upbringing. It's not appropriate to be in the Zhou family's old house when playing with others.
But these guys are rich enough to buy a small villa...
Absolutely evil capitalism.
Zhou Yuhan parked the car in front of the villa and honked the horn. A girl upstairs waved. After a while, a car came out. It was a Japanese Toyota sedan. It seemed that Jiaying that Zhou Yuhan said was really true. Not a rich man.
It turns out that not all celebrities are rich.
The other two girls who picked up Zhou Yuhan didn't come that day. They might have something to do. Zhou Yuhan thought for a while: "If we go like this, there will only be three of us. You are so thin... will your momentum be less?"
Chen Zhe suddenly became angry. Which of your eyes saw that I am thin? I am obviously very powerful and majestic, okay?
Zhou Yuhan continued to mutter to himself: "Zhou Cong, who went back to Hong Kong with you last time, should be better than you. Let me see if he can come."
Little girl, are you playing tricks on me?
Chen Zhe immediately guessed that this was Zhou Yuhan's way of provoking others. She was afraid that she would be passive and sabotage her work, and she couldn't control it. After all, she was working as a bodyguard through the back door.
Zhou Yuhan called. Zhou Cong was not in Zhou's old house. He happened to be not far away. Zhou Yuhan gave instructions casually. Zhou Cong immediately rushed to the entertainment company obediently and waited for Zhou Yuhan and others at the door.
From this point of view, Zhou Cong is more like a bodyguard than Chen Zhe.
The two cars drove towards the company where the production manager worked.
The two cars didn't drive very slowly. It still took an hour to drive.
"We're here." Zhou Yuhan said calmly and parked the car in the parking space.
Zhou Cong's car was right next to him. When he saw Chen Zhe and Zhou Yuhan getting out of the car together, they were surprised at first and then a little hostile.
Chen Zhe understood that his arrival gave the bodyguard named Zhou Cong a sense of crisis.
The two got off the car and met Zhou Cong, together with the girl named Ye Jiaying.
This girl named Ye Jiaying is indeed a model. She is about the same height as Chen Zhe. She is tall and has long legs. She is also beautiful. Chen Zhe would probably want to seduce her if he had the power.
"Xiaohan, thank you." That Ye Jiaying's eyes were filled with tears, and her face contained sadness. It seemed that she was very worried.
Chen Zhe and Zhou Cong stood side by side. They were much shorter than each other's height of 1.86 meters. They obviously didn't look like a bodyguard. Zhou Cong glanced at him, and his disdain flashed away.
Chen Zhe doesn't care either. He is here to make money. There is no conflict with him.
"Let's go in." Zhou Yuhan pointed to the expensive building in front.
Such a tall building has never been seen in a second-tier city like Jiangcheng. Seeing Chen Zhe's confused look, Zhou Yuhan showed a scheming smile on his face. He was like a child who had received lucky money.
"The manager's surname is Song. His father is the boss of an entertainment company. He is the leader of a local gang."