After Zhao Ziyue left, several girls were still talking in the president's office.

"This person has such a standard figure, it's just a clothes rack."

"Why is that work clothes so unusual on him? It seems that the fabric is not much the same as others."

Secretary Hu smiled and said, "No, this set of clothes is originally customized, and the fabric is planned according to the director's level."

If the eyes could kill people, Zhao Ziyue had already died a hundred times. Twelve sharp sword-like gazes in the security room followed him fiercely, as if they were going to spit out fire. If it were ordinary people, they would have been stared at them for a long time. It happened that Zhao Ziyue was a rough-skinned man and didn't care about the hostility of the former special forces and the Sanda champion. He talked and laughed with Xiao Wangmm and passed.

"Old Guo, go downstairs to block him and beat this kid up and can't take care of himself. Do you think he's still crazy?" A security guard said angrily.

"It's a must, look at him like that. I don't know what my surname is when I wear a new set of clothes. I'm so frustrated that I won't beat him up." Another security guard agreed.

Minister Guo cut off the cigarette roll that had only smoked two times and broke it in the ashtray, as if he had cut Zhao Ziyue in half. Then he made a decisive decision: "It's a good idea to beat him up. Let's talk about it tomorrow, so he can make some embarrassment and have no shame to keep going."

In the office, Li Youlan was processing the documents. Secretary Hu walked in gently, helped Li Youlan add hot coffee, and whispered: "The clothes fit very well, and the chairman has a good eye."

Li Youlan took off her glasses and chuckled softly: "That's good."

"But, the people from the Security Department seem to be very unfriendly to him. Should we take proper care of him?" Hu Xiaoli hesitated.

"Take care? Who cares for whom?" Li Youlan raised her eyebrows, threw down her pen and said, "You don't need special care to him, just treat him as an ordinary employee."

"I understand." Secretary Hu retreated and gently closed the door.

Neon lights flashed outside, and the prosperity of Xiangshan City was in full view. Li Youlan left her desk, lit a cigarette in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, wrapped her hands in front of her chest, and quietly pondered.

She is a businessman and a strong woman. How to deal with people is her strength. However, she has never seen through Zhao Ziyue. This inexplicable guy is a mysterious man. He has already told him so frankly. Was he not moved at all?

At five o'clock the next morning, Chen Luhua woke Zhao Ziyue up and prepared him a wash water, toothbrush, toothpaste, and leather shoes to be polished shiny in front of the bed.

Xue Lingyun went abroad. Last night, Chen Luhua stayed in the top ten famous gardens and did not go back. She chatted with Xia Sprite until midnight.

At five-twenty, Xia Sprite bought back soy milk and fried dough sticks, Manni cooked four eggs and packed them in plastic bags.

Zhao Ziyue looked at the three women's every move and wanted to laugh. She couldn't tell that the three of them were quite efficient in doing something together.

After washing up, having breakfast, put on yesterday's black suit, putting four eggs in my pocket, Zhao Ziyue drove to the company headquarters in a small car.

"Take good care of yourself." Manni whispered.

"Don't let the affair come out of trouble anymore. Brother Ziyue." Xia Sprite said.

Chen Luhua looked at Zhao Ziyue solemnly. "Go early and come back early."

Zhao Ziyuefei ran downstairs like a like, what are you doing? It’s not like going to the execution ground. Is it necessary to be so serious?

Ten minutes later, at 5:50, Zhao Ziyue came downstairs of Jielina's office building, put the car into the garage, and went to the eighteenth floor.

Most of the employees have arrived, and the leaders are holding the final coordination meeting. The driver washes the car in the garage and checks the condition of the car. The secretary and assistants are busy sending documents and some rolling cards and postings to the downstairs to load the car. The security guards are idle and staying in the security room to smoke.

Zhao Ziyue walked into the security room without seeing her, pulled a chair and sat down, took out a red pair of joy, and lit it up as if no one was around. The six newly-dressed bodyguards smiled contempt when they saw Zhao Ziyue wearing a black suit. Today is a business trip, so how could they still wear suits? They were all dressed in black Zhongshan suits, without tie, with no buttons on the neckline, and were wearing white shirts, black leather shoes, and red pants. A headset in the outer cover popped out of the collar, which was as trendy as it was.

The security guards talked loudly, took out 555, lit it with a zi, sprayed smoke in a daze, and inadvertently lifted the tops, revealing the telescopic sticks, pepper spray, wolf eye tactical flashlights and other guys hanging on the tactical belt, which further demonstrated their professional qualities.

Although Zhao Ziyue's suit is quite slim, it is still inferior to others. However, he did not have any sense of shame, but instead stared at the security guards with ridiculous eyes.

Yesterday the young man who had blown away the fighter plane came over, stepped on his legs in tactical bag pants on the table, and said to Zhao Ziyue in a lesson tone: "Do you understand when you go on a mission, do you have to wear the mission clothes?"

Zhao Ziyue didn't say anything, and the rest of them laughed again. The former pilot shook his clothes and asked, "Do you know what brand this is? Do you know the price?"

"I know, those contractors who were shot dead in Afghanistan wear this, and they are sold on Taobao. They can't get these pants off for less than 150 yuan." Zhao Ziyue said seriously.

The former pilot's nose was pissed, but the other security guards burst into laughter, laughing at their companions' embarrassment and Zhao Ziyue's ignorance. Each of them had genuine outfits, and a soft shell cost more than two thousand yuan. They were wearing outfits, and they couldn't stop them without ten thousand yuan.

"No matter how high the skills are, I am afraid of kitchen knives. If I wear them, I will be hung up. If I put them down, I will be five or six people. I don't even understand this principle. It's sad." Zhao Ziyue shook his head and stood up and left, as if he disdained these people. The laughter of the security guards stopped abruptly, and his face was pale with anger.

The former pilot naturally thought that Zhao Ziyue was mocking him. In anger, he punched Zhao Ziyue. As a karate underworld, he punched him very quickly. His big fist hit Zhao Ziyue's head with a strong wind. Seeing a human tragedy about to happen, a sudden shout rang out: "Da Zhuang!"

The fist stopped only two centimeters from Zhao Ziyue's face. The strong wind blew his head up. The former pilot named Dazhuang sneered and put away his fists, saying to Minister Guo who stopped him: "I'm just scaring him."

From beginning to end, Zhao Ziyue remained motionless. After hearing Bai Dazhuang's words, he just smiled. This time he traveled for Li Youlan, so he didn't want to cause trouble, but he wouldn't endure it. If Bai Dazhuang's fist was not stopped in time just now, someone would probably be looking for teeth now.

Guo Jing, the leader of the security department, is different from his subordinates. He is not only good at limbs, but also has a little brain. From the fact that Zhao Ziyue was getting dressed yesterday, he guessed that this person had a certain background. Maybe he was a relative of a deputy general. If something really happened, it would be difficult to end. Only then did Bai Dazhuang's violent actions be stopped in time.

A false alarm, the security guards continued to chat and laugh, praising Bai Dazhuang's punching speed. Bai Dazhuang pointed a 555 and said with a smile: "This guy's face was so scared. I thought it was a bit worthwhile, but I didn't expect it to be so cowardly. It was really boring." Everyone burst into laughter and regarded Zhao Ziyue sitting in the corner as if it was air.

Zhao Ziyue said intimately: If a tiger doesn’t show his power, you think I’m a sick cat. Let’s take a look at the songbook when riding a donkey.

The office notice came from the intercom earphones, and Minister Guo stood up and clapped his hands and shouted, "Guys, go downstairs!"

The security guards walked out one after another, and then Guo Jing took out a Motorola intercom from the drawer and threw it to Zhao Ziyue: "The channel has been adjusted, please think about how to use it yourself." After that, he put on a baseball cap and went downstairs.

Take the elevator and go directly to the underground parking lot. A black top-end Odyssey, three black Audi A6s, and a black Mercedes-Benz business car have been polished and parked quietly there. The security guards gathered around the Odyssey to smoke and chat. This is the work car they were riding in, while the Audi is the car of ordinary staff, and that Mercedes-Benz is the leader's car.

The staff also came down one after another, all of whom were wearing professional suits, clean and neat. They were indeed elite soldiers and powerful generals selected by the group. They boarded the bus in a short time, and there were only six security guards left outside. They had to wait until all the vehicles were ready before getting on the bus.

Seeing that it was almost done, Minister Guo asked to the headset: "Assistant Hu, I asked Bai Dazhuang to go with the chairman's car."

Secretary Hu's answer came from the intercom: "Minister Guo, this time it's different. Let Zhao Ziyue and the Chairman's car."

Guo Jing's face looked a little ugly. Unexpectedly, this kid's backstage was so tough that he could actually lean on the boss. This bid was a surprise, and following him would be a great achievement. This kid really had a good luck in love.

"Bai Dazhuang, you go to the Odyssey, Zhao Ziyue, you go to the Mercedes-Benz!" Guo Jingbu ordered and jumped into the co-pilot position of the Odyssey.

Bai Dazhuang's face changed. In the past, he used to go on business trips, he was the car of himself and the chairman, and he acted as the first bodyguard. Now he was actually the first one by this new boy. For a moment, he couldn't believe his ears, but his companions' eyes had confirmed that this was true. Seeing Zhao Ziyue running towards Mercedes-Benz and opening the car door and sitting in, Bai Dazhuang's lungs were irritated.

"Damn it!" The people in the car were kicked up on the huge Odyssey wheel with anger.

Logically speaking, the bodyguard should be sitting in the passenger seat, but Zhao Ziyue did not have this awareness and directly opened the car door and sat in the back cabin.

The name of business class in Mercedes-Benz Business is not a cover, the leather aviation seats are very comfortable, there is a small LCD screen in front of them, and there is also a mini bar in the car, which can provide frozen drinks and drinks.

Zhao Ziyue sat comfortably on the chair, turned her head to look at the person sitting next to her, and said politely: "Hello."

A lady sitting next to her was wearing a tailored professional attire. She was turning her head and looking out the window. When she heard Zhao Ziyue's greeting, she turned around and saw that she was still a familiar face.

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