The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

Ye Yumo left, but Ye Feng's head grew bigger.

"This girl still refuses to give up!"

Sighing, Ye Feng suddenly regretted the reason for rejecting Ye Yumo just now.

It's not good to say, I have to say that I have become Lin Xiaoxiao's bodyguard!
This is a good time. Assuming things, I have to make a show to show it to others.
No. 1 in Chinese martial arts, the emperor of the dark world in the West, for such a bad excuse, he really has to be a bodyguard for someone else. Thinking about it is full of drama.

However, Ye Feng cannot be willful about this matter, if Ye Yumo finds out that he is a liar, then he will have to talk about the favor owed by Li Daoru again.

Although Ye Feng always ignored his cheap master, Li Daoru was his mentor anyway and gave him a new life.

The kindness is so great that it is not much worse than the old man Ye.

If Ye Feng didn't return the favor for his master, he would end up with something in his heart.

"Forget it, let's make this fake show for real when we go back! I just don't know when this day will end."

After feeling melancholy for a while, Ye Feng quickly made a decision.

When Ye Feng was cleaning up the private room by himself, a few heads popped up outside the door. When he looked closely, it was Sister Li and the others who had left before.

"Hey! Mr. Ye, how can you do this kind of thing yourself!"

Seeing that Ye Feng was cleaning up the room himself, Sister Li hurried up and snatched the things from Ye Feng's hand.

From the uncertain faces of Ye Tian and the others who left first, she probably could tell what happened in the private room just now.

Now let her face Ye Feng with the mentality she had when they first met, it would be impossible.

Could it be that she, a small KTV boss, offended the person who can make the Ye family suffer from being dumb?

Seeing this, Ye Feng didn't bother to argue. Instead, when Sister Li asked the waiters to clean up the room, he asked softly, "Sister Li, do you have any work today? If not, can you give me my salary first?" ?"

When Sister Li brought him here before, her purpose was to accompany Ye Yumo, a big client. Now that the client has finished accompanying her, Ye Feng wants to leave.

"Of course, it's okay, Mr. Ye, you can leave anytime, this is your salary..."

Sister Li groped around for a while, and took out all the remaining 2000 yuan: "I only have this little money on me. If Mr. Ye thinks it's not enough, I'll go get it for Mr. Ye."

"No, I'll take what I deserve."

Shaking his head, Ye Feng took out five cards from Sister Li's hand, leaving the rest unchanged.

Just like that, Ye Feng left Dynasty Entertainment KTV, and Sister Li didn't ask much about Ye Feng's whereabouts.

After what happened just now, she also knew that Ye Feng was not an ordinary person, and it would definitely be impossible for him to come here as a male publicist.

Even after Ye Feng left, Sister Li was still praying, hoping that Ye Feng would not take the matter of being a male publicist with her to heart.

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On the next day, on the plane from Jiangzhou to Beihai City, Ye Feng, who bought a special ticket for 400 yuan, lay comfortably on the armchair, his expression full of contentment.

The green leather train when he left Beihai City brought Ye Feng so many bad memories that he no longer wanted to go back as a train.

After getting a salary of 500 yuan last night, I immediately booked a special ticket.

Next to Ye Feng was a bloated middle-aged man. Ever since Ye Feng got on the plane, this man had been looking unhappy. He looked at Ye Feng with undisguised disgust. From time to time, he would cover his nose. Fan the air with your hands.

Ye Feng's clothes did have some smell, since he left Beihai City, he has always been like this, and he didn't bring a change of clothes.

I thought I would go back soon, but it was delayed for four days, and it has been like this for these four days.

After a long time, when the plane landed and the passengers started to disembark, the fat man next to Ye Feng was almost the first to rush out of the plane.

Seeing this, Ye Feng just shook his head helplessly, then followed behind him and walked down together.

"I don't know when Lin Xiaoxiao will come."

Standing outside the airport, Ye Feng was a little bored waiting.

When he got on the plane, he called Lin Xiaoxiao, and the other party said he would come to pick him up, but he didn't have a specific time.

When he was bored, Ye Feng noticed that the fat man sitting next to him seemed to be waiting for someone.

When Ye Feng glanced over, he could clearly see the remaining disdain on the other party's face, as if he was very unhappy that Ye Feng had affected his journey.

After a while, a business Mercedes-Benz quickly drove past Ye Feng and stopped steadily in front of the fat man. Then, a young man in his early twenties quickly got off the driver's seat and gave the fat man Opened the rear door of the car.

"Hurry up! Go home and change clothes. Today is really unlucky. I sit with a migrant worker. I can't afford to take a plane. I have to buy a special ticket to enjoy myself. I smell so bad. If it weren't for the rush, the ghost would sit there economic warehouse."

While talking, the fat man turned his head and gave Ye Feng a deep look. Seeing this, the young man next to him also looked in the direction where Ye Feng was, knowing that this was the 'migrant worker' his boss mentioned.

But under the watchful eyes of the two of them, a pink Rolls-Royce slowly stopped in front of Ye Feng. A beautiful woman, both in figure and appearance, walked away from the driver's seat He came down and gave Ye Feng a big hug, showing no dislike for that 'migrant worker' at all.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the two, Ye Feng, whom they called a 'migrant worker', quickly got into the co-pilot seat, and left with that beautiful woman that they might never get in touch with in their entire lives.

"Mr. Wang, this migrant worker... isn't he a little too tricky?"

The young man twitched the corner of his mouth, suspecting that he was dreaming just now.

He is obviously a "migrant worker" in the boss's mouth, but why is there a beautiful woman in Xiangche in his arms in a blink of an eye!

"That's Boss Lin, Boss Lin of the Lin Group! I saw her at a banquet! How could she be with a..."

The fat man called Mr. Wang turned a deaf ear to the young man's words, with his round eyes wide open, as if he had seen something unreasonable, and wanted to continue calling Ye Feng a migrant worker, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't get along with the boss of the Lin Group. People who have such close contact should not be migrant workers.

Thinking of the expression of disgust he showed towards Ye Feng along the way, Mr. Wang only felt that someone had poured a basin of cold water on him in this midsummer, pouring a chill on his heart.

"It's a big trouble."

After muttering something pale, the bloated fat man just slumped on the ground.