With a muffled thud, Le Feidong's fat body flew out immediately, and then fell heavily to the ground. Teng Weixiang slowly lowered his slender fist and walked to Le Feidong.
Looking down at him coldly, he hummed: "I, Teng Weixiang, hate it most when someone calls himself Lao Tzu in front of me. Remember, don't let me hear it next time, otherwise I will really kill you!" As he said,
Two sharp and terrifying looks shot out from Teng Weixiang's slender eyes.
Le Feidong was so frightened by Teng Weixiang's two terrifying glances that his body trembled, and the big men guarding him also took a step back in fear.
This is the second time Zhan Lele has seen Teng Weixiang take action. His speed and reaction ability are much better than his own. Does such an employer need his own protection?!
"Mr. Zhan, let's go." Teng Weixiang stared at Le Feidong coldly, and then led Zhan Lele out of Le Feidong's office.
As soon as the two of them went out, the men in black suits outside crowded around them.[
"Go away!" Teng Weixiang shouted at the big men in black suits who were approaching him.
The big men dressed in black were startled by Teng Weixiang's sharp gaze, and coupled with his inviolable aristocratic temperament, they forced them to retreat and get out of the way.
Teng Weixiang snorted coldly, and then left the company with Zhan Lele.
Until Teng Weixiang's figure disappeared behind the company's door, Le Feile's butchering voice rang out: "Teng Weixiang, I'm not done with you!"
Hearing Le Feidong's shouting, Zhan Lele looked at Teng Weixiang with some worry and said, "Mr. Teng, did you go too far just now?"
Teng Weixiang opened the car door without paying attention and got in, and Zhan Lele quickly followed.
"Even if I don't do this, do you think a greedy person like Le Feidong will let me go?" Teng Weixiang looked at Zhan Lele and said with a smile.
Zhan Lele really doesn't understand these things in the business world, but she thinks that what Teng Weixiang said is right, although she follows it a little blindly.
"So, even if I fix him severely this time, he will not change his previous mind. This person is very greedy and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. I don't know how many companies have been destroyed by him. Now he is like this
The fat tight ant wants to eat the dragon under my control again, it is simply a wishful thinking." Teng Weixiang said as he started the car.
Looking at Teng Weixiang's confident and proud aura, Zhan Lele felt that she was too insignificant. Such a man did not need his own protection at all. Instead, she became a burden to him and asked him to protect her. This is really
It hurt her little bodyguard's strong self-esteem.
The luxury car drove smoothly, and the cool and fresh air-conditioned wind danced in the car.
However, Zhan Lele had no intention of experiencing this taste. Her mind kept swirling with the idea of resigning to Teng Weixiang. After all, she originally thought that Teng Weixiang was just a beautiful vase, but she didn't.
Thinking that he has so many sides, sometimes he is gentle and humble, sometimes he is calm and decisive, sometimes he is lonely and silent, and sometimes he is as skilled as a dragon.
"Mr. Teng...I..." Zhan Lele stammered and wanted to tell Teng Weixiang what he thought.
But Teng Weixiang just smiled faintly, and then said with a smile: "What is Mr. Zhan thinking about? Are you thinking about tonight's candlelight dinner?"
"Ah?" Zhan Lele was startled, then quickly waved his hand and said: "No, no, no, Mr. Teng, I really wasn't thinking about the candlelight dinner at night, and I am a man. It is too much for two men to have a candlelight dinner.
It’s awkward.”
"Okay then, let's invite Zhaochen too. The three men will have a candlelight dinner. Mr. Zhan shouldn't feel awkward, right?" Teng Weixiang looked at Zhan Lele with a smile.
"Ah?!" Zhan Lele really didn't expect Teng Weixiang to say such words. For a moment, he was stunned, not knowing what to say.
Then the two of them fell into silence one after another. Teng Weixiang's slender eyes were staring ahead, and a ray of light shone on his handsome face, making Zhan Lele feel dizzy for a moment.
"Mr. Zhan, are you wearing your seat belt?" Teng Weixiang asked, looking ahead and looking at Zhan Lele.[
Zhan Lele nodded and said: "It's tied up, what's wrong?"
"Now unbuckle your seat belt." Teng Weixiang said gently.
Zhan Lele unbuckled his seat belt with a surprised look on his face and looked at Teng Weixiang, wondering what he wanted to do.
"Depending on your size, it shouldn't be a problem to flip from the passenger seat to the back seat, right?" Teng Weixiang still looked ahead, but smiled lightly.
Zhan Lele nodded suspiciously.
"Then sit in the back seat." Teng Weixiang still smiled gently.
Zhan Lele had no choice but to obey his order, climbed over the car seat, and sat on the back seat.
Teng Weixiang looked at Zhan Lele through the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "Buckle your seat belt."
"Ah? Oh." There was a burst of surprise at first, and then Zhan Lele reluctantly buckled up his seat belt: This Teng Weixiang is really weird. If he doesn't let himself sit in the passenger seat, just say so. He does so many things.
With so many twists and turns, it seems that I can no longer be a bodyguard.
"Mr. Teng, I just wanted to tell you something." Zhan Le looked at Teng Weixiang happily and said.
Teng Weixiang frowned slightly and said one word simply: "Speak."
Although Teng Weixiang is usually cold-blooded, Zhan Lele feels very uncomfortable with the current Teng Weixiang, as if he feels strange.
"Mr. Teng, I think I'm really not suitable to be your bodyguard. You are much better than me. My three-legged cat skills are really not good. I often have to have you to protect me. I feel very ashamed."
Zhan Lele mustered up the courage to finally speak out what was in his heart, and then lowered his head, waiting for Teng Weixiang to ask for the 10 million.
What Zhan Lele didn't expect was that Teng Weixiang simply said yes, then smiled lightly and said: "Okay, you can leave after we are safe."
Teng Weixiang's words made Zhan Lele a little confused and asked: "After we are safe, why are we not safe now?"
Teng Weixiang looked at Zhan Lele in the rearview mirror and said with a smile: "Yes, my brakes failed."
"Ah?!" Zhan Lele was frightened when he heard Teng Weixiang's words. Then he recalled Teng Weixiang's unusual behavior just now. It turned out that he wanted to sit safely in the back seat.
"Mr. Teng!" Zhan Lele's expression became extremely excited and he shouted.
Teng Weixiang's handsome face still had a faint smile, and he smiled towards Zhan Lele and said: "There is not much time now, Mr. Zhan, now you do as I say, stretch out one foot forward, support
Stand on the back of the seat in front of you, then bend your elbows in front of your chest, open your hands, protect your head, push your back back, and press on the seat!"
"Mr. Teng!" Zhan Lele shouted to Teng Weixiang.
"Do as I say!" Teng Weixiang's slender eyes suddenly shot out a sharp look.
Zhan Lele's body trembled, and he had no choice but to do the posture that Teng Weixiang just said. He suddenly felt that his body was unusually strong.[
She secretly looked at Teng Weixiang, but saw that Teng Weixiang's face was still as calm as water, as if nothing had happened. But Zhan Lele knew that they were driving on the highway at this time, and a car would overtake them at any time.
It was much more dangerous than she imagined.
Zhan Lele wanted to use her mobile phone to call for help, but what made her crazy was that her mobile phone was out of battery at this time!
The car was still driving at a high speed. Teng Weixiang pulled the gear lever and exerted a little force. The gear lever was broken, as if someone had deliberately cut it off with a saw.
"Mr. Teng..." Zhan Lele looked at the sawed-off gear lever and exclaimed.
"Hmph, it seems that bastard Le Feidong really wants to kill me!" Teng Weixiang threw the gear lever in his hand aside and snorted coldly.
The broken gear lever hit the car door hard, making a muffled sound.
What's even more terrible is that Teng Weixiang's car is now going downhill. Not only has the speed not slowed down, it is even faster than before.
The fast speed caused the wind outside to flap against the car door, making a banging sound. Zhan Lele could hardly see what was in front of her, and her ears were filled with various noises from outside.
Teng Weixiang's face remained as calm as water, he clenched his teeth tightly, stared ahead with his slender eyes, and held the steering wheel tightly with both hands.
At this time, Zhan Lele had only one thought in her mind: she wanted nothing, as long as Teng Weixiang could get through the difficulties safely this time. She didn't know Teng Weixiang before and thought he was a second-generation ancestor who did no evil, but now she knows that he is better than Teng Weixiang.
Those second-generation ancestors are so good. If even such people have to die, then this world is really unfair.
Suddenly, Zhan Lele felt that the car speed increased again, and then there was a violent vibration and shaking.
The violent shaking made Zhan Lele feel as if a terrible earthquake had occurred. Her mind went blank, and she only heard a dull sound, and then she fainted briefly.
When she woke up, she found herself lying on a stretcher, surrounded by harsh sounds, which made her brain confused.
"It hurts..." Zhan Lele stretched out his hand to rub his head, but found that his little head was swollen and it hurt to death.
Then Zhan Lele's eyes widened instantly. She turned over and jumped up from the stretcher, shouting desperately: "Mr. Teng! Mr. Teng!"
But they saw two male nurses carrying a stretcher. On the stretcher was a slender, delicate-looking young man. There was a break on the man's forehead, and a line of blood was seeping out, flowing along the corner of his forehead and into his hairline.
"Mr. Teng!" Zhan Lele's heart suddenly tightened and he rushed towards Teng Weixiang.