Strongest Guard

When a man is a hooligan, he will only frighten a woman.    

However, when a woman was shameless, she would shock all men.    

When Chen Dalee had just set foot in society, he heard his boss say this before, but he felt like he was farting.    

No matter how shameless a woman was, how terrifying could she be?    

However, when he witnessed this scene with his own eyes, he had the urge to lift up his wine bottle and find his retired boss and have a drink, saying that he appreciated the teachings of thirty-two people along the way.    

In Chen Dalee's heart, Yue Zitong from the Kaihuang Group was an existence akin to a Tyrant Wyrm.    

No, Tyrannosaurus Rex isn't as sexy or beautiful as Director Yue.    

It should be said that she was a goddess from the iceberg that should have lived on a snowy mountain, especially when she coldly refuted Brother Dalee's "who is your boss". When people thought about it, their bodies would be covered with cold air.    

However, such a woman, before she sent Boss Lee to the company's lobby, ignored Chen Dalee and seven or eight other security guards, as well as the passersby, and after jumping off the car, hugged the boss's neck and kissed him crazily for at least 15 seconds.    

Before she left, she ruthlessly grabbed on for a bit before she contentedly jumped onto the car. After putting on her big sunglasses, she put her hand under her mouth and blew a kiss to her boss before starting the car and drove off with wild laughter.    

Was this the Lady Boss?    

Was this still the cold and elegant Beautiful President from Kaihuang Group?    

This was a female hooligan!    

The mouths of Chen Dalee and the others could not help but tremble as they looked towards the target of the hooligans, Boss Lee.    

Boss Lee's face, which seemed much whiter than before, was covered in lipstick marks.    

He stood there awkwardly, looking at the direction where Yue Zitong's car had gone. He wanted to cry, but had no tears.    

Our Boss Lee has been assaulted.    

Chen Dalee thought about this sentence silently in his heart. Finally, Lee Nanfang came to his senses, coughed dryly, and angrily scolded: "What are you looking at? Stupid, or stunned? Everyone, go to work! "    

"Ah?" "Ah, yes!"    

Only then did Chen Dalee wake up from his daze and he quickly answered. He then kicked the butt of a security guard in front of him and cursed: "F * ck, have you lost your mind? "Hurry up and leave!"    

"Director of Division Chen, why do you always dislike me?"    

Ye Xiaodao's face was full of grievance, like a wife who had been scolded by her evil mother-in-law.    

"F * ck, you still dare to talk back?" "You don't want to work anymore, right?"    

Chen Dalee kicked again.    

"What's wrong with this world?"    

Lee Nanfang looked at Ye Xiaodao who was kicked away by Chen Dalee. He walked away obediently without daring to fart. He felt that the world was not normal.    

Yue Zitong, who always had the face of a refrigerator in front of others, had now turned into a female hooligan and assaulted him unrestrainedly in front of so many people. Shouldn't it be men assaulting women?    

Ye Xiaodao, who had caused people's expressions to change in the Western World, was now being abused like a Stinky Sock by Chen Dalee with just a pussy. He had no resistance whatsoever — with one look, he was extremely cheap.    

These two phenomena were quite abnormal.    

Much less scientific.    

"Is there something wrong with the world, or is there something wrong with laozi's mind?"    

Lee Nanfang, who strongly suspected the latter, pinched his own thigh. He trembled as if he was in pain and walked up the stairs.    

"Director Li, good morning."    

"Good morning, Director Li."    

"Boss Li —"    

When he walked up to the second floor, the staff continuously nodded to greet Lee Nanfang.    

Luckily, Lee Nanfang was in a stupefied state of mind, so his basic thoughts were still normal. They all nodded and replied with a smile.    

As he walked past the corner of the stairs, he heard two girls whispering below him, "Director Li's condition isn't right today. With the lipstick on his face, who molested him? "    

"What's wrong is not just the state? Something was wrong with his entire body. We've met Boss Li many times, but we've never smelled cosmetics on him. Look at his face, it's whiter than ours, how much face cream do you need to rub? "Oh, right. Yanzi, can you tell from this fragrance which brand of cosmetics Director Li is rubbing?"    

"It's familiar, but I can't say it. But one thing I'm sure of is that it's much more expensive than what we use. "    

Listening to these two girls' painstaking efforts to guess what brand of cosmetics he had on his face, Lee Nanfang really wanted to turn around and tell them: "This is a top grade product of the British Yuping Group, a small bottle is worth eighteen thousand. Yet, the witch treated me like flour that cost nothing and rubbed most of the bottle on my face. She said it covered my haggard face, and coincidentally she liked the smell. "    

"Brother, you're here."    

When there was no one present, Lin Wanqing would call Jack her brother when it was not a formal occasion.    

Lee Nanfang doesn't have a secretary in the company.    

Lin Wanqing, the treasurer, took the initiative to take on the role of secretary to him.    

Whether he came to work or not, she came to the office every morning to clean it up.    

The fruit in the plate was always fresh.    

The teacup on the desk always contained his favorite drink, Tie Guanyin.    

Sitting in a chair where you could reach out your hand, there was always a box of soft packaging Zhonghua and a lighter.    

Lin Wanqing was a meticulous girl and knew how to be grateful. This was also why she was respected more and more by Lee Nanfang.    

"Wanqing, how many times have I told you? You are now the company's financial director. Do you know what a treasurer is? This was one of the top jobs in the company. "Don't do these things for me anymore. Just find someone to casually clean up."    

Lee Nanfang's heart ached when he saw the beads of sweat on her forehead. He took a few tissues from the carton on the table and gently wiped them for her. Naturally, it was his brother taking care of his little sister.    

Lin Wanqing could feel it, but she didn't avoid it. She bit her lower lip and whispered, "Brother, what can I do for you? I'm very happy." From now on, there was no need to mention this. Didn't you always say that you wanted me to exercise more? "    

"Well, that's up to you. "Tired, don't blame me."    

Lee Nanfang knew what she was thinking, so he didn't insist. He sat on the chair, picked up a cigarette, and lit one. After taking a sip in satisfaction, he saw Lin Wanqing looking embarrassed, wanting to laugh but not daring to do so.    

It was a bit strange, asking what was wrong.    

Lin Wanqing didn't say anything. She took out a small mirror from her pocket and handed it to him.    

After seeing the lipstick on his face, Lee Nanfang let out a long sigh to the sky, collapsed on the chair, closed his eyes and muttered, "Girl, go out first and let me think about this bitter life of mine, what other things are there for me to miss?"    

Director Yue's life was exactly the opposite of Lee Nanfang's.    

"So it turns out that after women let things go, they are actually this happy."    

Thinking of this, when Lee Quancai eagerly opened the car door, Yue Zitong gently stretched out her black silky legs and gracefully got out of the car. She then said to him, "Thank you, Lao Lee."    

Lee Quancai was petrified on the spot.    

He opened the door for Director Yue. After opening the door for so long, Director Yue could get a nod from the CEO of Ice Mountain that would make him excited until lunch time. Director Yue actually said thank you to him now.    

Other than petrification, what else could Captain Li do?    

When he finally woke up, he saw that Director Yue had already walked into the hall with his sexy butt twisted.    

"Director Yue definitely took the wrong medicine!"    

"Otherwise, she would definitely not take the initiative to greet us. You must be at least eighteen years younger than that. "    

"Are you bullshitting me? Director Yue seems to be only 22 years old this year! "    

"But she is so young and beautiful. You dare say that this is not true? "    

While the employees were discussing amongst themselves, Yue Zitong had already arrived at the CEO's office.    

"Director Yue, good morning."    

The secretary, Little Du, who had already organized the documents, greeted Director Yue as usual.    

"Good morning, Little Du."    

After returning the greeting, Yue Zitong walked to the back of the desk and sat down. Just as she was about to raise her head to say something, she saw Little Du staring at her with a strange look, as if she didn't know what was going on. She subconsciously touched her face and asked: "What's wrong? "Dean, is there any dust on my face?"    

"Director Yue, you are simply too beautiful today."    

Little Du quickly shook his head and blurted out.    

"Am I too beautiful today?"    

Yue Zitong was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and laughed sweetly, "I'm still me. "What, was I ugly before?"    

"No, not ugly."    

Little Du quickly shook his head again, and then sincerely said: "Director Yue, I'm saying that you are exceptionally pretty today. Although your appearance hasn't changed, your temperament has changed. "Like, like..."    

Just when Little Du was racking his brains to come up with a suitable adjective to describe Director Yue's current temperament, Yue Zitong also blurted out, "Just like, having been nourished by love?"    

You said so yourself.    

I didn't say.    

Little Du smiled awkwardly, picked up the cup that had just been filled with water, and quickly walked towards the water dispenser.    

Everyone was an adult, so they clearly understood the true meaning of the phrase "nourished by love".    

After Yue Zitong blurted out those words, she came to her senses and blushed a little.    

He couldn't help but take out the small mirror and look at it with his head lowered.    

Little Du was right. Just a little bit more and she wouldn't be able to recognize the girl in the mirror.    

How can you be so beautiful? Even I fell in love with you.    

Director Yue foolishly looked at himself in the mirror and thought, "The effect of love is indeed powerful. I'm just flirting with scum. If it's really - Yue Zitong, can we still have some face? "    

When Director Yue raised his head, Little Du had already left the room.    

She definitely saw that Director Yue was infatuated and couldn't stay any longer.    

Being looked upon as a fangirl by his subordinates — Damn, he was thinking of men!    

"I think my man was wrong? Isn't that right? Who could control it? Who would dare to interfere? See if I cut him to death! "    

Director Yue shrugged his shoulders elegantly and decided to temporarily hide his narcissism and work in peace.    

Little Du had long placed the documents that Director Yue had to flip through and sign for today on the table.    

The one at the top was a plan to set up a branch of the Kaihuang Group in Beijing.    

Beijing was the political, cultural, and economic center of China.    

Any domestic enterprise, if it wants to continue to develop, must occupy a place in Beijing.    

Yue Zitong, who owned the absolute controlling interest in the technology, did not need to think too much to see the company's increasingly glorious future.    

Setting up a branch in Beijing as a dark silk technology, rushing out of the country and entering the world's bridgehead became one of the most important tasks.    

There were several photos in the file.    

This was the location found by the company's runners in Beijing for Director Yue to review and choose.    

"No matter what, I have to personally go and have a look."    

Yue Zitong looked at the pictures and muttered to herself, "Which day? Going?"