Beauty Leader's Close Bodyguard

Guo genqiang felt so small that he was like an ant pinched by Ye Fei.

He is the richest man in the town and has tens of millions of assets, but he can't casually take out more than one million cash like Ye Fei. Whose family's money is not from the wind. How much money is necessary to treat money like dirt.

Ye Fei doesn't have too much money at home. He looks at so much money all day and wants to vomit. He takes out so much money to give to himself.

Ye Fei squatted on the edge of the shovel with a smile and fiddled with the money. It looked like a child playing with sand.

"Boss Guo, don't worry. The money will be yours right away. If you're tired, sit down and have a rest, or I'm afraid you can't stand it in a while."

Guo genqiang half opened his mouth, but he didn't think of what to say. He could only look at Ye Fei so far away.

At this time, his hands were pressed.

As soon as Guo genqiang turned back, he tied a rope to his body. Before he had time to struggle, he was bound into a zongzi.

The second uncle and ye Xianyong, one left and one right, have become Guo genqiang's two Dharma protectors. Of course, it is not to protect him from injury, but to prevent him from taking the opportunity to slip away.

"Almost." the second uncle shouted.

"Bring him here." Ye Fei waved to the second uncle.

Guo genqiang was dragged by two old men.

Ye Fei sat in the cab and lifted the shovel about one meter from the ground.

"Boss Guo, all this money is for you. You have to pick it up."

Guo genqiang lay on the ground, and Wei qubaba's small eyes made him look like a dog just taught by his master. Although money was his favorite thing in his life, he couldn't be happy when he looked at a shovel full of money, and even wanted to cry.

As soon as the excavator was started, Guo genqiang called out with a "ow", which startled the onlookers. At this time, sharp eyed villagers found a pool of liquid between Guo genqiang's legs, covered their mouths and laughed.

It's a tiger falling flat and the sun is bullied by the dog. The richest man frightens everyone to laugh.

Ye Fei poked his head out of the cab: "boss Guo, as for you, I sent you money. It's a good thing."

As soon as his voice fell, he suddenly pulled down the handle, and the money in the shovel fell down one after another, hitting Guo genqiang's body and piled into a small grave bag. Guo genqiang's head was exposed from the pile of money.

"Boss Guo, all the money can be paid off now." Ye Fei squatted beside Guo genqiang and patted him gently on the face.

Guo genqiang's face had been scared to the color of pig liver. He hurriedly said, "pay off, pay off." the prestige of the richest man in the past disappeared. At this time, he was even more embarrassed than a beggar.

"You have to keep a low profile when you have money, you know? What I dislike most is the kind of people who have a little smelly money. I beat every one I see." Ye Fei touched Guo genqiang's head, and Guo genqiang felt that his cold hair was going to stand up.

The onlookers gave Ye Fei a thumbs up one after another, and the words were full of praise for ye Fei.

"Guo genqiang is a fart richest man. He can't even count a hair in front of others."

"Real rich people are like this. They don't show their wealth, but they can scare people to death."

"When I have money, I must become such a person with a sense of justice. It's really great to smash people with money."

Of course, these words were also heard by the second uncle and ye Xianyong. They felt that their faces were infinitely glorious, even a little floating, as if the whole thing was done by themselves.

At noon that day, ye Fei ordered a table at the best hotel in the town and planned to invite the second uncle and ye Xianyong to have a good meal.

The second uncle sat down and praised Ye Fei again. Ye Fei felt that the immortal spirit from the second uncle's mouth blew himself into the sky.

"Second uncle, let's order. You and big brother can order whatever you want." Ye Fei handed the menu to second uncle and barely stopped his mouth.

"Let me see, we rural people don't order those fancy things. Just eat some home-made stir fry. I think this hot and sour potato silk is good, and this cold cucumber. Now Yong, I'll order a stir fried cabbage for you..." outside all morning, the second uncle's stomach has been hungry for a long time, but due to his face, he only ordered a few vegetarian dishes.

Ye Xianyong's eyebrows wrinkled together, his hand holding his chin, a constipated expression.

Ye Fei couldn't see it anymore, so he took the menu from the second uncle: "you're welcome. If you're sorry, I'll have some."

Just listening to Ye Fei's name, the saliva on the corner of the second uncle's mouth was about to flow down. Like a child, he rubbed his hands excitedly.

"You light it first. I'll go to the bathroom." although I didn't eat anything this morning, the second uncle drank a lot of water and was in a hurry.

He went to the door of the toilet. As soon as he opened the door, he choked half to death by the smoke inside.

Go in and have a look. Several young people with yellow hair are smoking inside. There was smoke in the toilet. The second uncle had a feeling of entering the fairyland. It was just that the taste was not right.

A thousand anxieties are not as urgent as internal anxieties. The second uncle quickly opened the gate to release water. He just felt comfortable in his body. When he was about to go out, he couldn't help looking back at the young people.

"I said, young man, the toilet is such a big place. Do you take into account other people's feelings when you smoke here?"

When the second uncle scolded them, several young people were not happy at the moment.

"Old man, it's none of your business where we smoke. This is not your house. You're really lenient."

"Yes, if you feel choked, don't come here to go to the bathroom. And I'll tell you, it's your honor to come here and take two breaths."

The second uncle saw that these young people were still plausible and had a temper.

"Boy, how can I talk? I'm here to smoke your second-hand smoke, or I've received your favor, haven't I?"

"That's not true. Do you know how much this cigarette costs? 100 yuan! But this one costs five yuan. Can you afford it?"

Several young people puffed at the second uncle in unison.

"I thought how expensive it was. A hundred yuan a bag is a fart." the second uncle said, touching his pocket and taking out a small iron box.

"When I say old man, you say it like you smoke well every day. I think you can't even afford a pack of cigarettes for five yuan."

"Alas, young man, it's not good to keep a low profile outside in the future. I didn't want to be high-profile, but I had to be forced by you." the second uncle opened the small iron box, took out a gaoxiba spear and held it in his mouth.

He struck a match lightly and lit his cigar.

The smoke of the cigar is very heavy and the taste is sufficient. It suddenly spreads in the toilet, covering the original smoke smell.

"This is a Cuban gaoxiba spear cigar. It costs more than 100 yuan each."

The second uncle vomited and his eyes became blurred.