Female President's Protector

"Hi!" Huang Shiyun came to Zhang Yi's side and mustered up the courage to say hello to him.

But Zhang Yi just glanced at her indifferently, then nodded in response.

Zhang Yi's indifference made her face stiff.

She clearly remembered that when she was at the charity gala in Zhonghai, she was the host at that time, and those rich people insisted on singing by themselves, but this person just said a word coldly, and the rich people present immediately shut up and said nothing. Dare to say it again.

It can be said that he helped himself out of the siege.

But she never expected that this guy didn't even look at her. Could it be that she was really that bad?

"What are you doing here?" Huang Shiyun took a breath unwillingly and asked with blinking eyes.

Zhang Yi said calmly: "Didn't you see, drink."

Now he is upset, and he faintly feels that something has happened, and he is extremely disturbed.

"Shiyun, who is this?" Li Youran frowned slightly, and came to Huang Shiyun's side with a little displeasure in her tone.

He has always taken good care of Huang Shiyun, but she ignored him, but now she took the initiative to talk to other boys, which made him very aggrieved.

"He is..." Huang Shiyun was startled, pointed at Zhang Yi, and then was a little embarrassed: "By the way, what's your name?"

The corners of Zhang Yi's mouth twitched slightly, and he rolled his eyes.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a few disciples from the Tianshan Gate, and a bad premonition filled his body. He waved at them and said coldly, "Come here."

The few Tianshanmen disciples who came here to play were suspicious for a while, and came to Zhang Yi in fear.

"Isn't it for you to protect Qingcheng? What are you doing here?"

"Ah?" Hearing Zhang Yi's words, the three disciples of Tianshan Sect were stunned. They opened their mouths and looked at Zhang Yi, puzzled.

"Zhang, Young Master Zhang, didn't you say we were on vacation?"

Zhang Yi frowned coldly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said without any emotion in his voice, "When did I let you guys go on vacation?"

"But...but that's what you said in the company just now?"

Whoosh!

Hearing this, Zhang Yi stood up abruptly, his whole body's murderous aura rose instantly, and the temperature of the whole bar plummeted like the twelfth lunar month. He said word by word, "What are you talking about?"

Feeling Zhang Yi's two awl-like gazes, the Tianshanmen disciple's body hair stood up like porcupine thorns, almost piercing his clothes, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you just said in the company that you are here. Just here, let's..."

'bang'

But before that Tianshanmen disciple could finish speaking, the cup in Zhang Yi's hand was instantly crushed by him, and a frightening cold light burst out from his eyes.

"Zhang, Young Master Zhang?"

"What's going on?" Zhang Yi slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath to calm himself down, and asked coldly.

"Two hours ago, you went to Mr. Luo's office and said that it would be fine if we had you, and let us play."

"Fuck."

Zhang Yi roared angrily, and hit the table next to the bar with his fist, causing the whole table to shatter. One can imagine how powerful his fist was.

Everyone looked at Zhang Yi tremblingly, especially Zhang Yi's scarlet eyes at this time, made people shudder.

Regardless of what others think of him, Zhang Yi squinted his eyes at the disciples of the Tianshan Gate, and said coldly: "If there is something wrong with Qingcheng, I will let you be buried with the Tianshan Gate."

After speaking, it turned into a residual shadow and flew out.

"What's going on?" A Tianshan Sect disciple asked tremblingly.

"I don't know." Another Tianshanmen disciple was also puzzled, and immediately thought of something, looked at the waiter in the bar: "How long has that one been here just now?"

"Yes, it's been almost three hours." The waiter looked at the shattered table and said tremblingly.

"..."

"..."

Hearing this, several Tianshanmen disciples looked at each other, and if they couldn't guess anything at this moment, they would be in trouble.

The Zhang Yi who just went to the Mengchen branch must be a fake.

If you guessed correctly, it must have used the disguise technique. The voice is synthesized by a computer. Nowadays, with such high technology, as long as a person's voice sample is obtained, the computer can imitate it.

"What do we do now?"

"Catch up, I guess Zhang Shao has gone to the Mengchen branch, we have to bear all this no matter what, and we can't implicate the teacher."

"it is good."

Immediately, the three of them ran out quickly.

At this time, no matter whether it was Li Youran or Huang Shiyun, they were all dumbfounded.

Coming to Mengchen Yanjing Branch, Zhang Yi was full of anger and hurried to Luo Qingcheng's office.

"Young Master Zhang, why are you back?" Guo Zhiqiang was puzzled when he saw Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi squinted his eyes at Guo Zhiqiang, and said coldly, "Take me to the monitoring room."

"what?"

"Hurry up." Zhang Yi was burning with anxiety. Anyone who could fool so many people would definitely not be an ordinary person, and Luo Qingcheng was ice-snow smart. This person was able to deceive Luo Qingcheng, which proved that his disguise technique was superb. , the current Luo Qingcheng is at stake.

Seeing Zhang Yi in chaos, Guo Zhiqiang was puzzled for a while, but he still led him to the monitoring room.

When he came to the monitoring room, Zhang Yi called the monitoring of Luo Qingcheng's floor, and found that there was indeed a person who looked exactly like himself to pick up Luo Qingcheng. The car couldn't help clenching its fists, and a majestic momentum rose from its body.

Immediately, he took out the phone from his pocket and found that Luo Qingcheng had called him, but he hung up after only ringing for a second or two. He was almost suffocated because of this, he didn't know what would happen to him if something happened to Luo Qingcheng Sample.

"Shangguan, find out which direction the car is going with the license plate Jing******, and find out where Qingcheng last appeared."

"Boss, what's the matter?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up." Zhang Yi growled and hung up the phone immediately.

"Young Master Zhang, what happened?" Guo Zhiqiang's face was pale, obviously he couldn't stand the aura emanating from Zhang Yi at this time, but out of concern, he forced himself to ask.

Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and said calmly: "You should deal with the integration of Mengchen in the past few days, and then a group of international talents will come to help you. If you tell the outside world, you will say that Qingcheng went to travel due to work pressure."

"it is good."

"This person is a fake." Zhang Yi pointed at 'myself' on the monitor and said in a cold voice.

"Ah?" Guo Zhiqiang exclaimed, looking at 'Zhang Yi' on the monitor, and then at Zhang Yi in front of him, he couldn't see any difference between the two.

Zhang Yi's killing intent was awe-inspiring, and he kept panting, showing the monstrous anger in his heart.

'Ding'

Just when Zhang Yi was extremely anxious, the phone rang.