Female President's Bodyguard

"Go...go...go..."

Hu Shengkang even said the word "go" several times, but couldn't say a whole sentence.

Liu Hu was beaten into a useless person like this?
That's Fang Ronghai's apprentice!
Although Liu Hu is not as deeply loved by Fang Ronghai as Brother Qinglong, but in terms of kung fu, he is at least better than most martial arts practitioners in Wanyuan City.

In front of Xu Qing, is it so unbearable?
Seeing Hu Shengkang's frightened look, Xu Qing stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Young Master Hu, should I give you 500 million?"

Hu Shengkang hurriedly wiped the cold sweat off his head, gritted his teeth in embarrassment and replied, "Here...here! Accountant Wang, transfer another 500 million to him!"

Accountant Wang hesitated, and showed him his mobile phone: "Mr. Hu, the cash I can move in our account is only 500 million in total."

"You took away 600 million in one fell swoop, and you will not be able to repay the payment for the goods from Yunan Group..."

Hu Shengkang is in a hurry. Although 500 million is not a small number for him, if he can't show it in front of many friends, what face will he have to mess with it after it gets out?

"I told you to transfer, so you can transfer! What are you talking about? Can't my Hu family come up with this little pocket money?"

"An Yun Group, I will be in charge of the negotiation! Transfer it to him!"

Accountant Wang frowned and sighed secretly, operating his mobile phone, and transferred another 500 million from the company account.

Five minutes later, Fatty Yang received a text message that the money had arrived.

He jumped up from the sofa in a flash, and almost passed out from the excitement: "Is there a fucking 600 million in my bank card, Fatty Yang?"

These words cut Hu Shengkang's heart like a knife!

Hu Shengkang was trembling with rage, enduring the pain of being cut in the heart, and asked Liu Hu to be sent to the hospital first.

Hu Shengkang looked at the seriously injured Liu Hu and felt a headache:

Tonight, both he and Jia Yunhe were injured in order to stand out for themselves. Looking back, the medical expenses of these two guys were quite a fortune.

And depending on Liu Hu's condition, whether he can walk in the future will be a problem. Fang Ronghai will definitely take the opportunity to blackmail himself several million more.

What's worse, I transferred 600 million from my company account within ten minutes. If my father found out that I lost a bet with someone, would I still want my two legs?
But he couldn't beat Xu Qing in wine fights, and he couldn't beat him in fights. Could he just watch this kid win 600 million from himself and walk away?

Hu Shengkang couldn't swallow this bad breath no matter what. He glanced at the friends around him, and those who could drink and fight were useless, and there was really no one who could be more powerful.

Those friends were not idiots either. Seeing Xu Qinglu's two actions, they retreated in the face of difficulties. They all shrank their necks and took the initiative to stand back. No one dared to answer Hu Shengkang's words.

Suddenly, Hu Shengkang's eyes fixed on a friend in the corner who had been sitting still and sipping red wine. He trotted over and said politely:

"Young Master Song! Young Master Song! In today's matter, you have to help brother no matter what! After you settle this kid, you will pick the female employees in our company one by one!"

The young man called Song Shao, with a calmness that is rare for ordinary people, crossed his legs, held a glass of red wine in his left hand, and a good cigar in his right hand, and said with a calm smile:
"Mr. Hu, Mr. Song can't drink or fight, how can I help you?"

Hu Shengkang was in a hurry, but his demeanor was still respectful, and he said with a smile:

"Young Master Song, what you said really slapped me in the face! No one in Wanyuan City knows that you are Boss Song's younger brother! Today's matter can only be settled if you appear on the stage!"

"You just need to win back the little brother's lost money, you can choose any woman, and I will share half of the 600 million with you, how about it?"

Only then did Song Shao show a satisfied smile on his face, he got up slowly, patted Hu Shengkang on the shoulder, and said with a smile:
"Little Hu, it's better to keep a low profile. Since you're talking about this, I don't care. Let's go and meet him."

Under the gaze of everyone, Hu Shengkang bowed and bowed to that Song Shao, and stood in front of Xu Qing.

Xu Qing looked at the other party up and down, and asked with a grin, "Is this another expert? Mr. Hu, what are you going to bet this time?"

When Hu Shengkang faced Xu Qing, he swept away his downfall, and said proudly again: "Boy, don't be complacent! This is Song Shao Songxiong from our Wanyuan City!"

"This time, I'm not going to compete with others, but I'm better than the brother who was invited by the two of us!"

"If I lose, I will give you all the remaining 900 million in my company account! From now on, I will call you Dad when I see you!"

"But if you lose—"

When Hu Shengkang said this, he stared viciously at Kong Jingyi who was behind Xu Qing, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll cripple your arm! If I get it back, I lost 600 million, and then let the surname Kong serve all the men present tonight." !"

After Xu Qing finished listening, he nodded and smiled, "Yes."

Hearing that Xu Qing agreed, Hu Shengkang immediately clapped his hands and applauded: "Kong! You don't want to get out of the gate of 'Yeming City' in the past three days! I can't kill you!"

Kong Jingyi couldn't bear it any longer, and immediately cursed disgustingly: "Bastard! Rogue!"

"Hey, I'll taste you first, and let you see what a real hooligan looks like!" Hu Shengkang said arrogantly with a shy face.

Fatty Yang also interjected: "I said, the comparison hasn't started yet, are you so crazy? How did you lose the 600 million just now, do you forget?"

Hu Shengkang smiled disdainfully, and respectfully introduced that Young Master Song:

"Song Shao's elder brother, but the able-bodied general of the Zhao family, Zhao Beihai, Mr. Zhao! Boss Song, Song! Do you know how powerful he is?"

"Hey!" There was an exclamation from the crowd!
Song Ya, Boss Song?

Song Ya, who ranks top three in Wanyuan's underground world and is as famous as Brother Bao, who is also Zhao Beihai's subordinate?
Fatty Yang was so frightened that he sat down on the sofa with a bang, grabbed Xu Qing's arm and said anxiously:

"Xu Qing, listen to my buddy's persuasion, let's pay him back the money, and hurry up! When that boss Song comes, tonight's matter will not be as simple as paying back the money!"

Xu Qing asked in confusion: "Song Ya? Is it very powerful?"

"It's more than amazing!"

Fatty Yang was so anxious that he was crying, "In Wanyuan's underground world, only Zhao's father and son are stronger than him!"

"You don't know, Zhao Beihai has held the top spot in Wanyuan's underground world for many years. But their father and son basically don't participate in underground activities, and Brother Bao and Boss Song are all in charge."

"Brother Qinglong just now, when he met Boss Song, he is not worthy to carry his shoes!
If you want to win today, unless you invite Zhao's father and son over! "

Xu Qing nodded, already thinking about who the boss Song Ya Song is, and then said with a smile: "Fatty Yang, you fucking fucked up tonight!"

"I want you to reach the pinnacle of life from now on, and welcome Bai Fumei!"

"Mr. Hu, Young Master Song, hurry up and call Boss Song to come over! I want to raise my bet!"