The female president's mad dragon bodyguard

"Who are you? I asked for a long time, but no one responded."

Anyone who suddenly appeared in the room with two unfamiliar faces might be a little overwhelmed.

Especially Zhang Heming, who just boasted in front of his subordinates, suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment, as if the men who were at the door just now could see through his lies.

The two men in black turned their heads mechanically like puppets, and then showed a weird smile.

"Mr. Zhang Heming, right? We were sent by Mr. Li to give you a special gift. This gift came here after driving for several days."

Although the behavior of the two men was strange, Zhang Heming didn't think much about it, he was already dazzled by joy.

Li Jizhong gave himself a gift now?I don't know what a good thing it is, but what he looks forward to most should be money.

It may be that I feel that I have done a good job during this time and want to give myself some rewards.

A house or a car is also good, and it happens that I can use this excuse to move out without seeing Zhang Heqing again.

But such a big box must be cash or something else. Could it be an antique vase?

As far as he knew, the Li family brothers liked antiques the most.

Just as he was immersed in his own thoughts, the two men in black took two steps back tacitly, and then smiled at him again.

"Mr. Zhang, I hope you like this gift. We have conveyed Mr. Li's message to you now. Let's leave."

The two men in black just opened the door and walked out, leaving behind a big box as tall as a person. Zhang Heming walked around the box.

By the way, he proudly flaunted a few words to his subordinates.

"Just look at me and say it, so don't think about making any small moves in front of me in the future. Even if you complain to brother Jizhong, he won't believe you."

Zhang Heming wanted to open the box, but the lid on the box had a special mechanism, and it took a lot of strength to pull the lid out.

However, Zhang Heming, who was indulging in alcohol and sex, had no such strength. He was out of breath after only two or three attempts, and felt that he had lost face in front of his subordinates.

"Come here, I just want you to see what good things Brother Jizhong gave me."

Zhang Heming was also looking for an excuse for himself, and several people tacitly stepped forward to observe the mechanism on the box carefully.

"I'll watch you open it from behind."

Zhang Heming pushed back, staring nervously at the lid of the box.

Several subordinates reluctantly worked together to lift the cover, and when they got closer, they smelled a strange smell. It was not familiar, but it was definitely not unfamiliar.

A smell of slop buckets hit their faces, and several people bent down subconsciously and began to vomit.

Zhang Heming didn't smell this faint smell behind them. Seeing that they all lowered their heads and began to vomit, he rushed to the front in shock and tried to protect the box, but he was so smoked by the smell that he almost vomited out. .

"You... what did you do, why did the inside of this box suddenly become so smelly?"

Zhang Heming pointed at the box in front of him incoherently, and several of his subordinates begged for mercy and said that they didn't know about it.

"Open it quickly, the things inside can't be broken."

Maybe it's a big baby?

After all, the Li family is very generous in their actions, and it is impossible to slap yourself in the face with any cheap things.

Although Zhang Heming was very anxious, he still directed everyone to open the mechanism on the box with confidence. He wanted to see what the gifts in the box were.

"Brother Zhang, the things here must not be broken, why do I smell a smell of swill..."

Zhang Heming glared at one of his subordinates as soon as he raised his question.

"What are you talking about? Brother Jizhong, can you give me something broken? Open it quickly."

Seeing that he was so obsessed with obsession, several subordinates could only endure the nausea and open the box.

"Oh, hurry up, don't you all eat? I really can't count on you for anything. I will definitely tell Brother Jizhong about you when the time comes."

After Zhang Heming cursed a few times, seeing that they really couldn't open the box, he rushed up again, hoping to wish them a helping hand.

"What the hell is it? It's so mysterious."

Finally, the lid on the box opened a corner, and Zhang Heming only felt a burst of fire burst out all of a sudden.

Li Jizhong couldn't be kidding himself, otherwise why would he give such a difficult thing to open.

However, in front of so many eyes and ears, he is not easy to get angry, so he can only find all the anger in his heart on these subordinates.

"Brother Zhang, it's about to open, take a look."

A subordinate pointed tremblingly at the half-opened box.

Zhang Heming hurried up and wanted to be the first to see what was inside the box.

Up until now, he still had an unrealistic fantasy, thinking that there must be good things in this box that ordinary people can't touch.

"Why is the smell getting bigger and bigger? I really can't bear it anymore. I can't do it. I'll vomit for a while."

One hand stumbled and ran out the door, the box opened another corner, and another person couldn't help but ran outside to vomit.

Zhang Heming's face was gloomy, he stared at the box that could barely see what was inside, wanted to cover his nose but held back.

These shallow-sighted things, good things have never been seen, maybe some rare treasures or high-quality medicinal materials?

"Open it quickly, let me see what's inside."

As the inside of the box was seen again, Zhang Heming also impatiently asked his subordinates to quickly see what was inside.

The remaining two people endured the pungent smell and poked their heads inside. It was dark, and inside the box was a huge black snakeskin bag.

"Brother Zhang, we can't see what's inside, or you can take a look."

The subordinate pinched his nose and turned his head, looking embarrassed.

The inside of the box was so smelly that he was almost suffocating.

"Trash, not only has no ability, but also has poor eyesight."

Zhang Heming made a contemptuous sound from his nasal cavity impatiently, and then he poked his head into the box like those people just now.

The snakeskin bag was not fastened, it was open, and the stench came from inside.

The closer you get, the more you can smell the smell of swill they just mentioned.

"Damn, what is this smell, why is it so bad?"

Zhang Heming cursed and buried his head in the snakeskin bag, trying to see what was inside.