Strongest Guard

C1974 The Life of Boss Li



C1974 The Life of Boss Li

"Dog cage?"    

    

After hearing what the woman said, Boss Hu was stunned for a long time.    

    

Why would he want a dog cage for no reason?    

    

Without waiting for him to understand, the woman shouted angrily, "What's wrong, is my words useless now? Do what I told you to do, just wait here to die? "    

    

"Ah, oh, I'm going to look for it."    

    

Boss Hu nodded in agreement. He did not care about the wound on his arm as he hurried to complete the task that he had been given.    

    

A dignified big boss.    

    

It was a miracle that such a great figure, who could decide the lives of so many people with a single sentence, could be so obedient in front of a woman.    

    

After Boss Hu left, the woman once again set her gaze on Lee Sujin.    

    

It was such a pitiful thing. Just now, it was kicked over by Boss Hu's fierce kick. Luckily, it hit the soft back of the sofa and didn't receive any fatal injuries.    

    

Even so, half of his face was red and swollen, and he had fainted.    

    

The woman stretched out her hand and opened Lee Sujin's mouth. She looked carefully at the two rows of sharp teeth and the sinister smile on her face became even stronger.    

    

"Good stuff.    

    

If I can properly train this little thing, it will be of use to me.    

    

But when father and the rest come out of the Flame Valley, ready to deal with that damned king, maybe this little thing would have an unexpected effect.    

    

He just didn't know where this little thing came from.    

    

Well, it just so happens that I can go and see Master tomorrow.    

    

If you ask her, you will definitely have the answer. "    

    

The woman mumbled to herself as she held Lee Sujin in her arms. Then she took out her phone and took a few photos with a smile.    

    

At the same time, Boss Hu, who had been out for less than half a minute, ran back with a dog cage in his hand.    

    

"Tongtong, I've found what you wanted."    

    

"Yes."    

    

The woman snorted and took over the dog cage, then locked Lee Sujin inside.    

    

"What an idiot. You already knew that this little thing isn't simple. Didn't you know that it was placed in a suitable place? Fortunately, she came in time. If she were to smash the glass and run out, where else can she go? "    

    

She scolded Boss Hu harshly.    

    

The volume of the roar was no different from a lion's roar.    

    

As he spoke, it was hard to tell if he had done it on purpose or not, but he glanced towards the window.    

    

Elder Fang was lying on the drainage pipe outside the window. He had definitely heard these words clearly.    

    

The old beggar was covered in cold sweat and did not dare to peek inside again. He could only listen and hear Boss Hu's submissive response: "Yes, Tongtong, you are right."    

    

"Enough, stop putting on airs in front of me. "Hurry up and clean up this place. I'll stay here and train this little thing."    

    

"Yes, yes, I'll get someone to clean up now."    

    

The voices faded away.    

    

When Elder Fang looked over again, there was already no one in the office.    

    

His head calmed down, and he deeply felt that this matter was no longer something that a Fructus Elder like him could casually meddle in.    

    

The boss of a clubhouse wasn't too bad.    

    

However, the woman named "Tongtong" gave Elder Fang a feeling that he could not fathom her depth.    

    

He loosened his grip and slid down the drain.    

    

After landing, he took a look around, then sped up his pace and disappeared into the night.    

    

To Elder Fang, the past ten or so minutes were definitely more thrilling than participating in a fierce battle.    

    

However, to Lee Nanfang, it was nothing more than sitting in a taxi and looking at the street scenery in the early hours of the next morning.    

    

The phoenix district across School of Fine Arts of Mingzhu.    

    

When the taxi stopped, the driver looked at the real "99.50" number on the meter and felt ecstatic inside.    

    

The boss at the back said he would pay him double the fare.    

    

Twice that would be 199 yuan.    

    

He had already given her two hundred yuan bills, so he didn't need to find zeros. He had earned an extra dollar.    

    

But when he thought about it again, he realized that something was wrong.    

    

Under normal circumstances, customers would give them 100 yuan for free.    

    

He should have gotten a hundred, and a hundred in his hand, minus the normal fare of 99.5, and only fifty-five cents worth of money.    

    

That was to say, he only earned fifty percent more in this single deal.    

    

No, it should be a piece.    

    

Ah?    

    

No, it was still Hairy # 5.    

    

Damnit, did he earn fifty percent more, or just a chunk more?    

    

The taxi driver was caught up in his own world.    

    

Ye Zichen counted with his fingers for a long time, but he didn't know how much money Ye Zichen earned.    

    

The rich and overbearing Boss Lee and Lao Mai didn't care what the taxi drivers were struggling over.    

    

Comrade Lao Mai was very respectful. He opened the car door for Lee Nanfang and led the way.    

    

The two of them walked into the street building in the front row of the residential complex. They took the elevator up to the 15th floor and entered an apartment building.    

    

Just like Lao Mai said.    

    

As soon as he entered the house, it was obvious that no man lived in this house.    

    

It was clean and tidy, with a faint fragrance permeating everywhere.    

    

Lee Nanfang stood at the door and didn't dare to enter.    

    

He felt as if he had just left a casino. The smell of tobacco all over his body was destroying the room's environment.    

    

If Lao Mai didn't open the door with the keys himself, he would have suspected that this guy had broken into the house and locked the door.    

    

"God of Fortune, how is it? Am I right? This place is definitely clean. In the past half year, all of my wife's daughters lived here. "    

    

Lao Mai seemed to be offering a treasure, as if he was trying to promote his woman to Lee Nanfang. How virtuous was he?    

    

As he spoke, he opened the refrigerator door and took a look.    

    

"Hey, God of Fortune, there's something good about following you. I bought the beer half a year ago and it's still there. Here, have a drink, and sleep here tonight. Once I have fully recovered, I will return tomorrow and continue slaughtering everyone around me. "    

    

Lao Mai carried his beer, turned around, walked to the sofa and sat down.    

    

Lee Nanfang's mood finally calmed down a little.    

    

He finally understood why a strange feeling had sprouted in his heart when he stood at the door.    

    

Because of this small apartment, he felt very familiar with it.    

    

He remembered that he had arranged for Sui Yueyue to stay in that rented house when they were still at Qingshan. When he returned, he saw how clean and tidy the house looked, as well as how it was filled with the aura of a mistress.    

    

He still remembered that when he opened Loong Chengcheng's door on the green mountain, it also had the smell of home.    

    

All of a sudden, he really wanted to go back to Qingshan and return to his old life.    

    

Every day, like Lao Mai, he would go home and open a can of cold beer. Lying on the sofa with his legs crossed, watching TV, that was the life he longed for.    

    

It was obvious that after marrying Aunt Yue for eight hundred years, he wanted to return to Qingshan to live a good life like this.    

    

Why do you have to go all over the place for all kinds of ridiculous questions?    

    

Am I born to toil?    

    

Lee Nanfang let out a long sigh and walked into the room. He also sat on the sofa and forced himself to relax.    

    

Don't think so much.    

    

How many people live for their own sake?    

    

At this moment, with such a comfortable environment to rest in, there was no need to think about all these troublesome matters.    

    

He grabbed a can of cold beer and took a big gulp. At that moment, his whole body felt comfortable.    

    

It was just that …    

    

"Lao Mai, do you have anything to eat? I'm hungry."    

    

"Food? "Yes, yes!"    

    

Since the God of Fortune has a request, Lao Mai will definitely try his best to fulfill it.    

    

The old boy got up and rushed to the window. He opened the window and stuck his head out, shouting at the top of his lungs, "River powder seller! Two servings of Stir-Fried River Powder and ten yuan of peanut, hurry up and bring it up!"    

    

Lao Mai's shrill voice shook the entire building.    

    

Lee Nanfang's eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn't believe that something like this could happen.    

    

He stood up, walked to the window with a curious expression on his face, and looked down.    

    

He saw that under the building, in front of the School of Fine Arts of Mingzhu Gate across the district, a roadside stall that was filled with Stir-Fried River Powder was actually still open for business in the wee hours of the morning.    

    

From afar, he could see workers and students packing away the stir-fried river powder.    

    

As Lao Mai's voice transmitted over, the boss of the Stir-Fried Rice Noodle Roll raised his head, raised his hand and gestured "OK" towards Ye Zichen as he shouted loudly, "Just three minutes is enough!"    

    

As expected of a cosmopolitan city.    

    

The convenience of life was everywhere.    

    

If you want to have a midnight snack, you can just shout it out.    

    

Lao Mai turned around and saw the look of surprise on Lee Nanfang's face. He couldn't help but laugh, "God of Fortune, are you surprised or not? I came here four years ago to live, and everything around me has been cleared up. "    

    

Lao Mai seemed to recall something, he picked up the beer can in his hand, took a sip, shook his head and sighed: "God of Fortune, to tell you the truth, four years ago, I also wanted to set up this kind of stall.    

    

Sigh, now that I think about it, I really do miss my old life.    

    

At that time, Mai Qing had just arrived at the university.    

    

The two of us sold our old house and came to work in Mingzhu.    

    

On one hand, he was taking care of his daughter's daily life. On the other hand, he was thinking of making some money and living a good life in a big city.    

    

But how could it be so easy to earn money?    

    

I'm tired and tired. If I go to work for someone, I'll be able to earn enough money to rent.    

    

Big cities are simply not a place for people to live.    

    

He thought about money crazily, so he started to walk in the wrong direction.    

    

I met two of my betting buddies and took me to the casino.    

    

You won a year's worth of money in a single night, do you think I can stay out of it?    

    

Right now, he couldn't even turn back if he wanted to.    

    

My daughter can't take care of it anymore.    

    

His wife was also a sickly child. She was lying in the hospital.    

    

I can't help her anyway. I just have to wait for the day when I die on the gambling table. It can be said that I didn't live my life in vain.    

    

"Come, drink up!"    

    

Lao Mai's face was red as he chattered.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't know how to reply to this old fogey.    

    

For a person who had lost all motivation to live, trying to persuade him to go from good to good was most likely a waste of words.    

    

Perhaps, Mai Qing's choice was right.    

    

It would be better not to have such a father.    

    

Selling her mother to Young Master Long was still better than following a gambler who wholeheartedly wanted to die at the gambling table.    

    

As for Mai Qing herself, she would only be able to live a comfortable life.    

    

The two of them did not speak any further. They just held their beer in their hands, each of them thinking about their own problems.    

    

In the blink of an eye, he finished the entire can of beer.    

    

The sound of knocking sounded out in a timely manner.    

    

The man who was cooking noodles downstairs definitely brought the meal Lao Mai ordered just on time.    

    

Lao Mai took out his pocket to pay.    

    

Looking at the two middle-aged men talking to each other, Lee Nanfang couldn't help but sigh with emotion.    

    

When he reached this age, what kind of state would he be in?    

    

In his opinion, he shouldn't be that much weaker than the two before him, right?    

    

In fact, to have a prosperous midnight snack stand, busy selling river powder to earn money every day, can also be considered a kind of happy people.    

    

Lee Nanfang smiled bitterly and looked down the stairs.    

    

He just looked at it unconsciously.    

    

Never would he have thought that the figure of a black-haired loli would suddenly appear within his plans.    

    

It's her!    

    


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