The strongest security guard for a female president

Chapter 852 Arriving on the battlefield
Before Wang Dihuan finished speaking, he was pushed aside quite roughly. When he found out that these creditors dared to push him, Wang Dihuan couldn't hold back his anger immediately. He just wanted to get angry, but after seeing the person who pushed him, he instantly became honest. .

Wang Dihuan, a man from the rivers and lakes, didn't recognize all of them, but Wang Dihuan knew all the officials. When he found out that the person who pushed him away was a well-known figure in the local government, Wang Dihuan felt his legs began to weaken.

As soon as the person who scared Wang Dihuan walked over, other people also walked past Wang Dihuan. The more they looked at Wang Dihuan, the more confused they became. These people not only included people from the imperial court, but also big bosses in business, even with the power of the Wang family. However, they dare not act recklessly when they meet such influential chaebols as them.

"The theater is not the same as it was more than 20 years ago."

Wang Bingxue didn't know the person who spoke, but he pawed Wang Dihuan like a child, and knew that he was a big man, so he hurriedly said: "In the new era and new atmosphere, we must keep pace with the times."

Nodding his head, the middle-aged man who spoke said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad, you want to improve, you are Wang Bingxue, you really look like your mother, your mother is a good person, if she didn't help me back then, I would have been killed Someone framed it, Lao Zhang, I heard that recently there was a family surnamed Wang, and it was very lively."

Lao Zhang next to him immediately said: "I've also heard that the market must be regulated, and no one else can mess around, let alone disturb the normal order."

Stared at by two big figures from the government, Wang Dihuan has not knelt down until now, and he himself has begun to admire himself.

"When my business was in trouble, if it wasn't for your mother's help, I would have jumped off the building long ago. If there is anything wrong, please come to me."

"That's right, any debt can be owed, except for favor debt."

After a group of people expressed their concern for the theater, they didn't say much, and turned and left directly. But they can come here and say something, and everyone understands what it means.

Lin Guobing even rolled his eyes and fell directly to the ground. It was over. I didn’t expect Wang Bingxue’s mother’s contacts to be so good after more than 20 years. With these people escorting them, as long as Wang Bingxue didn’t risk his life, the theater would not be able to close down. .

If I don't work for ten years in vain, I don't want to regain my freedom.

Seeing that Wang Dihuan wanted to leave in despair, Bai Zifan said with a sneer, "Uncle Li, hang up the plaque sent by the young master of the Wang family, and you can't disappoint the heart of the young master Wang."

"Uh, no need, I'll take it back."

"What are you thinking, you want to take back what you gave away, aren't you too stingy? Hang up!"

Li Wenchao, who had seen Wang Dihuan's displeasure for a long time, was tough enough now, and replied loudly, and immediately the staff began to hang plaques.

"Bai Zifan, are you really going to do something wrong?" Wang Dihuan gritted his teeth and said.

"I call it indecent when you come and don't go."

Looking at the plaque that was carried away, Wang Dihuan's eyes were about to burst into flames. This plaque was intended to be used to humiliate Wang Bingxue, but the Li family's backer came, and there were a lot of them at once. He was instantly slapped in the face.

What's even more tragic is that Bai Zifan insisted on hanging up the plaque. When the guests who came to the theater saw it in the future, they would definitely ask. They would definitely say that the fact that he was slapped in the face today might become a tourist attraction in the future. .

"Okay, good boy, you have the guts, Bai Zifan, be careful when you go out in the future, don't get hit by a car!"

"Don't worry, I have mastered the traffic rules, but it's you. Seeing your virtue, you should be careful in the future."

"You...huh." With a cold snort full of arrogance, Wang Dihuan, who threw all his face into it, led his men to leave decisively.

Walking out of the theater, Wang Dihuan closed the door as soon as he got into the car, and Zhu Yujin, who was about to follow into the car, was stunned.

Zhu Yujin also knew that he had lost face today, but he was a guest of the Wang family after all, and Wang Dihuan dared to treat him like this. If there were not a group of guards around, Zhu Yujin might not be able to hug the torch and kill Wang Dihuan.

Hearing the car start, Zhu Yujin took a deep breath and knocked on the glass anyway.

"What's the matter?" Pressing the glass, Wang Dihuan asked impatiently.

"I don't care what you think, but I want to tell you that you can't touch Bai Zifan, at least not for the time being. There is something wrong with his kung fu. He is probably the one who stole the door."

"What bullshit stealing the door? Is there anything else? Driver, drive."

Zhu Yujin also noticed that Wang Dihuan didn't take his words seriously at all, so he could only call for support.

Those who should or shouldn’t have left, and the VIPs who stayed calmed down and began to watch the film. Lin Xiongkun walked over with a smile and said, “Haha, young people nowadays really shouldn’t be underestimated. Don’t mention it, this theater It’s not bad, and it’s sure to be a prosperous business in the future.”

Looking at Lin Xiongkun, Bai Zifan really wanted to slap the cheap smile on his face. He was the one who made himself sworn to Lin Guobing at the beginning, and he was the one watching the fun when Lin Guobing made troubles. Farre's backer ran over, licking his face.

Bai Zifan really wanted to grab Lin Xiongkun's collar and ask this guy, who had studied with that Sichuan opera master as an apprentice, how did he change his face so quickly?
The cold attitude of Bai Zifan and Wang Bingxue, the guilty Lin Xiongkun obviously thought of it a long time ago, and handed over a check directly.

Seeing Lin Xiongkun's actions, Bai Zifan was furious, what did he do with the check?Do you think I'm the kind of person who can be knocked down by money?The truth that wealth cannot be moved, will people who are very sensible at this point of view not understand?

Glancing at the series of zeros on the check, Bai Zifan felt that everything should be flexible, and he was talking about seeing Lin Xiongkun's smile, his apology was very sincere, otherwise, just forgive him once.

In particular, Lin Xiongkun stuffed the check into Bai Zifan's pocket quite sensibly, and Bai Zifan felt that to be a man, one must have a mind as broad as the sea.

"It's a good idea to let Lin Guobing work in the theater. I have spoiled this kid since he was a child, and he doesn't understand any rules. You are a big brother. During this time, help me educate him."

Hearing this, Bai Zifan really wanted to reach out and pinch Lin Xiongkun's face, wanting to estimate the thickness of his skin, and after finding out that Wang Bingxue was not simple, he planned to stick it up.

"But it's hard work in the theater, and I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it."

"No, just let him suffer, otherwise how can this kid make any progress? Son, don't give me face, just let him do whatever work is hard! Only by suffering and suffering can you become a superior person."

(End of this chapter)