"I'm sorry, I'm Han Bing..." A low and soft voice sounded in Wu Zhaochen's ears.
Wu Zhaochen was startled. He didn't see anyone just now, but he suddenly heard a sound. If he hadn't inadvertently lowered his head and glanced down, he would have thought he had seen a ghost.
I saw a small figure standing in front of Wu Zhaochen, but this figure was so small that he could almost be ignored in front of Wu Zhaochen, who was about 1.8 meters tall.
Wu Zhaochen stared closely at the short man in a black suit in front of him and exclaimed in surprise: "What did you just say? You said you are the ice?!"
Zhan Lele nodded with a dark look on his face and said in a low voice: "I am Han Bing..."
Before Zhan Lele finished speaking, Wu Zhaochen immediately laughed, took Zhan Lele's arm, and pulled her through the president's office.
Wu Zhaochen turned around and looked at Teng Weixiang, and smiled maliciously: "I said Wei Xiang, this is the person who worships the national martial arts competition champion and the ultimate bodyguard Han Bing. Isn't this too small?!"
Teng Weixiang looked at Zhan Lele, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said coldly: "Who are you? You are not Han Bing!"
Zhan Lele smiled slightly and said in a deep voice: "Of course I am not Han Bing, I am Han Bing's apprentice, the bodyguard who protects and fulfills the contract on his behalf."
"Haha, bodyguard, you are also a bodyguard. Do you know how embarrassing and cute it is for a bodyguard to say it from your mouth, haha." Wu Zhaochen couldn't stop laughing when he saw Zhan Lele's compact figure.
When he stood up, if he hadn't been holding on to the chair, he would have fallen down laughing.
Seeing Wu Zhaochen's disgusting way of laughing at her size, Zhan Lele's heart felt like a fire, but she couldn't get angry at this moment. She represented the old man and she must not embarrass him.
"Excuse me, sir, what are you laughing at? Are you laughing at my size?" Zhan Lele's voice was very low, and his face wearing black glasses looked closely at Wu Zhaochen.
When Wu Zhaochen heard Zhan Lele's question, he immediately stood up straight. Then he came to Zhan Lele's side and gestured with his hands to mark the difference between Zhan Lele's height and his. Zhan Lele's head turned out to be
It just reaches the level of Wu Zhaochen.
"Hey, Mr. Bodyguard, what did you eat when you grew up? How come your size doesn't matter at all? It's really funny that you can be a bodyguard with your size, haha." Seeing Zhan Lele's look.
, Wu Zhaochen couldn't hold it back again and laughed loudly.
Zhan Lele said angrily: "You are so annoying. What's wrong with my size? It's none of my business what I look like. Besides, what does my accomplishments have to do with whether I am a bodyguard or not?"
Wu Zhaochen laughed and said: "Of course it does matter. I want to see how powerful a bodyguard of your size is. Since your head is not that good, I think your other abilities should be very strong, right? For example,
What's your fighting ability?" After saying that, Wu Zhaochen looked at Zhan Lele, his eyes still flashing with a disgusting look.
Zhan Lele said calmly: "Fighting ability is not for showing off to others. I am a bodyguard, not an actor. If you want to watch a fighting game, you can watch TV shows."
When Wu Zhaochen heard what Zhan Lele said, he immediately yelled, then turned to look at Teng Weixiang and said: "Wei Xiang, I think you were deceived. You hired such an 'ultimate bodyguard' for ten million.
Don’t you think this is a bit of a loss? Haha, anyway, I’m crying for your ten million.”
If it weren't for her identity, Zhan Lele really wanted to step forward but slapped the man a few times. Who was he? He looked down on her so much and laughed at her again and again. When had Zhan Lele ever fallen in love with such an attitude?
Ah, how indignant it is.
Teng Weixiang's slender eyes looked up and down at Zhan Lele, then he raised a charming smile and said, "Sir, may I ask, are you really from Hanbing?"
"Of course, how many people in this world do you think dare to pretend to be Han Bing's apprentice?" Zhan Lele's voice still sounded a little low, but his tone was quite proud.
Teng Weixiang nodded immediately. Indeed, there are indeed few people in this world who dare to pretend to be Han Bing's disciple, unless that person no longer wants to live.
"Okay, sir, I believe you are from Han Bing, but I still need you to prove your strength. After all, my life will be handed over to you in the future. Do you understand what I mean?
"Teng Weixiang looked at Zhan Lele and said politely.
"Ming...understand." Zhan Lele said as he responded.
Although her expression remained unchanged, she secretly cried out in pain. What did Teng Weixiang mean? He had just listened to that annoying man and had some doubts about his identity and abilities, and wanted to prove it to him.
.But she really doesn't know anything, she only knows how to eat. Although she and Xia Yuxuan learned martial arts from her master together when she was a child, she was often lazy and didn't learn much at all. It was for this reason that Xia Yuxuan called herself '
Three-legged cat'.
Zhan Lele had no choice but to look at Teng Weixiang and asked in a low voice: "In that case, Mr. Teng, tell me, how do you want me to prove it to you?"
Teng Weixiang looked at Zhan Lele, who was quite nervous, and asked with a smile: "Sir, what are you most proud of?"
Zhan Lele thought about it and suddenly had a look of embarrassment on her face, but she really couldn't think of what she was best at. The only thing she had learned from the old man was knife throwing, but she was only interested in it in the first few days.
Zhan Lele looked at Teng Weixiang, and then said: "That... that my favorite thing is... the flying knife!"
"Haha, Flying Knife, Xiao Li Flying Knife, I think you should call me Little Man Flying Knife, that would be more appropriate, haha!" After hearing Zhan Lele's words, Wu Zhaochen laughed again, this time his stomach
They all trembled with laughter, but held their stomachs tightly with both hands.
Zhan Lele's expression suddenly changed. She felt that the man in front of her was really hateful. He seemed to be specifically against her, and every word she said could be picked out and stabbed by him.
Teng Weixiang probably couldn't stand it anymore, so he said coldly to Wu Zhaochen: "Zhaochen, don't be like this, Mr. Bodyguard is Han Bing's apprentice no matter what, please respect Han Bing."
It took Wu Zhaochen a long time to recover, and then he looked at Zhan Lele, still unable to help but smile: "Okay, okay, I respect him, isn't it? Han Bing's good apprentice!"
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