Strongest Guard

If it wasn't because of Seven Stars Club boss, Cheng Bin wouldn't care about Manager Jin.    

    

This Manager Jin, relying on Hua Yeshen's big tree, had never treated all the guests as a plate of proper food. Although he was usually smiling warmly, his manner of speaking was neither servile nor overbearing, and he had an imposing manner.    

    

Now that he had run into a tough opponent, he realized that he was just a manager of the clubhouse. In Mrs. Jinghong's eyes, he was just like an ant and didn't even have the right to talk to others directly.    

    

This made Cheng Bin feel great secretly. No matter how cocky a servant was, he was still just a servant.    

    

However, Cheng Bin still spoke up for Hua Yeshen and smiled, "Mrs. Jinghong, who dares to bully you? Not to mention others, even I am unwilling. Whoever dares to be rude to you, you must get through me first. "    

    

He didn't say anything like 'you are magnanimous, don't lower yourself to Manager Jin's level'. That would only make Mrs. Jinghong feel petty. This was the skill of talking.    

    

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Little Cheng."    

    

Mrs. Jinghong thought about it, nodded, and then turned to Jack. "Nanfang, I've come to see you as an uncle. This time, it's all thanks to Little Cheng's help, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to bear the consequences. "    

    

After Mrs. Jinghong pondered for a moment and agreed, Cheng Bin suddenly came to a realization. He knew why she wanted to leave. After he gave her a slight persuasion, he immediately changed his mind.    

    

She was giving him a favor.    

    

I showed it to Manager Jin. Well, if it wasn't for Xiao Cheng, I would have really left.    

    

Manager Jin was afraid of offending Mrs. Jinghong, so how could he not be grateful towards Cheng Bin?    

    

With just a few words, Mrs. Jinghong had given Cheng Bin a big favor for nothing. The pride he had felt for his skill in speaking immediately vanished like smoke in thin air. He secretly blushed; this was a truly talkative person, worthy of being the Chief's wife.    

    

Cheng Bin felt grateful in his heart. When Lee Nanfang walked over and extended his hand to express his thanks, he shook his hand and said in a friendly manner, "If I meet anyone in the east city who needs help, I'll just go to the sub-bureau."    

    

Lee Nanfang was quite satisfied with the "uncle" Mrs. Jinghong had given him.    

    

Firstly, Cheng Bin looked like he was nearing fifty, so it was more than enough to be his uncle.    

    

Secondly, as the business of Nanfang Group grows bigger, they will definitely come to Beijing to develop. Then, with an uncle as the bureau chief protecting them, it will definitely reduce a lot of trouble.    

    

Of course, even if there weren't any guests, there was still Jinghong Ming, the larger tree cover.    

    

However, he couldn't just ask Jinghong Ming for help because he was so busy.    

    

At this time, Cheng Bin, who was considered a small figure in Jinghong Ming's eyes, and a big figure in the eyes of ordinary people, came forward.    

    

Seeing that Mrs. Jinghong was finally willing to leave without a word, Manager Jin heaved a sigh of relief. He stood to the side and didn't dare to come over. He called a subordinate and instructed him to notify Secretary Bai and tell Director Hua that an important guest had arrived at the clubhouse.    

    

Jinghong Ming's wife was qualified enough for Hua Yeshen to make an exception and welcome her personally.    

    

His subordinate answered him and was about to leave when Mrs. Jinghong spoke, "I've come to meet a few old friends that I haven't seen for many years. I just left standing there. "Don't say anything. Sorry for troubling you, Director Hua."    

    

"Okay. "Madam, this way please."    

    

Manager Jin did not dare to disobey Mrs. Jinghong's orders at all. He could only stand aside and wave his hand.    

    

"Little Cheng, when you're free in the future, come visit us at home."    

    

Mrs. Jinghong ignored him and smiled at Cheng Bin. She brought Lee Nanfang and walked towards the elevator. An intelligent supervisor quickly followed them.    

    

It was definitely an honor for Cheng Bin to be invited by Mrs. Jinghong to visit her home when he was free. Even though she had only said these kind words to him, he was so excited that his face turned red and he nodded.    

    

After seeing Mrs. Jinghong into the elevator, Manager Jin heaved a sigh of relief. He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead and thanked Cheng Bin once again.    

    

As for how Manager Jin thanked Cheng Bin, Lee Nanfang couldn't be bothered to care.    

    

Mrs. Jinghong's simple words scared Manager Jin to the point that his face turned ashen. This made him deeply emotional. There were no harsh methods, much less personally fighting. Just revealing his identity was enough to stun people.    

    

This was the real life.    

    

As a person, he should be someone like Jinghong Ming.    

    

He was usually very low-key, as if he didn't exist in the world. However, when he suddenly appeared, the halo around those who thought that they were powerful immediately dimmed.    

    

"Are you envious of Jinghong's current status?"    

    

This woman's ability to read words and judge others' appearances was indeed astonishing. Just by looking at Lee Nanfang's thoughtful expression, she could guess what he was thinking.    

    

Jack did not deny it and said with a wry smile, "Yes. "Only now do I know that the way I used to deal with things using force is just a child's game in the eyes of Uncle Jinghong and the others."    

    

"Nanfang, you're wrong."    

    

Mrs. Jinghong said seriously, "Twenty years ago, your Uncle Jinghong and the others were just like you and were especially fond of fighting. They only thought that with Military Thorn in their hands, there was nothing they couldn't do. In fact, the reason why they are able to obtain their current status is all because they have experienced countless battles. "    

    

"No one is born superior. Anyone who wanted to become a supreme being would have to undergo a long period of training. In this process of training, some people have succeeded, and others have fallen. "    

    

Mrs. Jinghong's face darkened when she said this.    

    

Some people succeeded, some people fell. These words came from her heart.    

    

Thinking about that year, when the Longteng December was at its peak, he fought the ferocious tigers of the south Yue in a blood-soaked battle, establishing the legend of invincibility in one fell swoop.    

    

However, in that battle, June was a wise and foolish Zhuge Wuji. In August, the rain flew and Shang Xiaopeng fell, but he fell to the ground and rested for a long time on that piece of land.    

    

In addition, there was also the pale-faced scholar Li Mingxiu who had died in Russia in November. In addition to that, there was the skillful hand of Chu Zhen who had died in the mission in May, and the cunning merchant who had died in January last year, Nan Tian. In the past, there were only seven people left who had become pale due to the discussions of the international special forces, assassins, and mercenaries.    

    

It was these seven that killed the Demon King Hu Mietangyuan in Russia in February. In December, Demon Blue Xue Haoyue married a man and became his wife. At home, he never stuck his head out.    

    

The only ones who could appear frequently in public were Xie Qingshang, Qin Yuguan, and Jinghong Ming.    

    

However, Jinghong Ming was the only one who could reach a level that could make ordinary people jealous.    

    

Jinghong Ming was also the person who was least interested in power.    

    

However, fate had arranged for him to become the only person who could reach such a high level in the middle of December.    

    

This was because he was loyal to the country, cold-blooded to his enemies, and calm to the point of trouble. It was as if as long as he was around, those who plotted against important figures of the country would become silent and not dare to act rashly.    

    

Some people, even if they didn't do anything, would be able to stabilize their morale and make others tremble in fear.    

    

Mrs. Jinghong's expression was dejected as she recalled how her husband and the rest of them were able to dominate the world all those years ago. With pride, she softly said, "Nanfang, remember this. No matter what you do in the future, you have to stand on the general principle of national interest. That way, even if you were to stab a hole in the sky, the people would still recognize you and give you glory and status. Ten million, ten thousand, don't go down the evil path. "    

    

"Yes." Aunt Wang, I'll remember it. "    

    

Lee Nanfang immediately bowed and answered respectfully.    

    

As long as you stand on the principle of national interest, the people of the country will recognize you, bestow you unparalleled glory, status, and when you come to a place like Seven Stars Club in the future, not to mention getting undressed, even if you come with bare ass, Manager Jin's people will have to obediently shout. Master, you're here, please.    

    

This was what Mrs. Jinghong wanted to tell Lee Nanfang.    

    

These days, from the many discussions she had with Xie Qingshang and the others at home, she could tell that Jinghong Ming and the others were very concerned about Lee Nanfang.    

    

It was just like back then when they were worried about Chu Yang, Tang Peng, and Gao Fei.    

    

Those bastards, although they were so high that people would get angry, were now hiding in a warm and gentle village, getting into trouble the moment they came out. They were acting so domineering, making people want to throw away their ancestors' graves …    

    

However, everyone believed that once the people of the country needed them, regardless of whether it was climbing the mountain of blades or descending the sea of flames, they would all stand up for them.    

    

This was truly a small matter.    

    

As long as they adhered to great principles and were magnanimous, they would not care too much about the bastards that they did. Perhaps they would even take it as a day's worth of gossip to talk about.    

    

"I believe in you. You won't let me down."    

    

Mrs. Jinghong was very satisfied with Boss Lee's attitude. She patted his arm and slowly walked out of the elevator with the female supervisor's invitation.    

    

Looking at Aunt Wang's perfectly slim body, Lee Nanfang suddenly had a bad premonition of being taken into the pit by her.    

    

What she said was indeed from the bottom of her heart.    

    

Her affection for this junior of hers, Lee Nanfang, could also be seen from the sun and moon.    

    

But why did Boss Lee suddenly have such a strange feeling? The image of Qin Laoqi and the others sneering with their arms crossed in front of their chest, watching the show appeared in front of their eyes.    

    

The biggest pit was not dug by the enemy, but by those whom you respected the most.    

    

Just because you respected them and never doubted that they would harm you, you were sold and counted the money for them.    

    

There was no love without a reason, and no hate without a reason.    

    

With Xie Qingshang's transcendent status in China, as long as he revealed the news of him taking in disciples, who knows how many outstanding youths would come and hug him while crying and shouting.    

    

However, he chose Lee Nanfang, who was a monster from birth, to teach him like his own son.    

    

Why is that?    

    

Pity for Lee Nanfang's life?    

    

Don't talk nonsense, no one in the Soaring Dragon group was a true benefactor. Other than the fact that it was a matter of national interest, no matter what they did, they would have a certain purpose.    

    

In the past, Lee Nanfang had also thought about this problem, but he didn't think too much about it.    

    

It is especially heartless to suspect that the person who has done you great favors has other motives for you.    

    

Gentleman, no.    

    

But now, after the feeling of being taken into a pit, he had thought of this question once again, and he speculated in a direction he had not wanted to think about before.    

    

"Are you thinking about why we treat you so well?"    

    

Mrs. Jinghong suddenly turned around and asked.    

    

Lee Nanfang was shocked and didn't say anything.    

    

"You will know in the future. We treat you well, we don't have the slightest impurity. It's just that it's simple, it's good for you. "    

    

Mrs. Jinghong walked up to a door and smiled. "Come on, let's meet some people."