Excellent beauty's personal security guard

Of course, these are the inside information that Zhao Jianhui got from Dong wanton, which is not necessarily the real situation, but there are always eight or nine children. Now, in order to get rid of Dong Jungang's blackmail, eight of the ten sentences should be true.

Gan Xiaoying doesn't look well today. She is wearing a light purple slim short sleeve and a light blue one-step skirt. She looks listless behind her desk. Sometimes she starts to stay and look at the door for a long time. She doesn't know what's in her mind. Zhao Jianhui made two phone calls, looked through the documents for a while, saw that it was time to get off work in the afternoon, packed his bag and stood up.

Hearing the door inside, Gan Xiaoying suddenly stood up as if frightened. Zhao Jianhui smiled at her: "off duty..."

"Oh, I'll go now..." Gan Xiaoying promised in a panic and hurriedly got up to pack up“ You seem to have something on your mind? Tell me if you need my help. " Zhao Jianhui looked at her, stood still, smiled and said.

"Nothing... Nothing, ok... I'll go first..." Gan Xiaoying simply packed her bag, opened the door and hurried out.

"Hehe, maybe she was scolded by her sister?" Zhao Jianhui thought and imagined the scene where Gan Xiaojing scolded Gan Xiaoying because of his phone. He couldn't help laughing. He laughed when he didn't pay attention.

He went downstairs to the parking lot, drove out his lucky car, slowly drove out of the gate and drove the car north. When he passed the first intersection, Zhao Jianhui suddenly found Gan Xiaoying's car parked on the roadside. A man in his twenties and seventies was arguing with her in front of the car. The man seemed very excited and even withdrew Gan Xiaoying.

It's a red light now. The car can't turn left. Zhao Jianhui is very anxious. Seeing that the green light in front was on, he pressed the accelerator and drove forward. Who ever wanted to suddenly rush out of a silver sports car obliquely? When Zhao Jianhui made a sharp turn, the car had a bang, a violent collision, and the heads of the two cars kissed together.

"Shit!" Zhao Jianhui only had time to make such a sound. He clenched the steering wheel with both hands to prevent the force of the car from hitting his chest. When he finally calmed down, Zhao Jianhui found that his car had made a 90 turn. Originally, it was the front of the car, but now it was tilted back.

Not only did the car turn 90 in place, but even the front of the car was hit by the other party's momentum and collapsed. The front bumper and left headlamp scattered on the ground, and the engine cover tilted up. However, the other party's car seemed to have nothing to do, that is, a layer of paint fell off the bumper and a concave piece.

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help shaking his head and said in his heart that things worth thirty or fifty thousand yuan were not comparable to other people's millions of cars.

Struggling to open the door, he came out and saw that the owner of the Porsche was staring at him. Zhao Jianhui was relieved. He said that if people were all right, the car could be repaired. If people were broken, it would be difficult to repair. Since people are all right, it's Gan Xiaoying's business that matters. So Zhao Jianhui made a gesture to the car owner, which meant that our business would be discussed later.

It's a pity that the other party didn't understand what he meant. As soon as Zhao Jianhui got out of the car and ran away, no one got out of the car and circled around his car in place. He saw that his front had been held in a large piece, and the engine cover was a little distorted and deformed, which made him feel distressed and draw cold air: "shit, people, dare to drive a broken Geely on the street?"

Zhao Jianhui has reached Gan Xiaoying's car in three steps and two steps. The man is holding Gan Xiaoying's neck and dragging it into the roadside hotel. Zhao Jianhui went up and grabbed his wrist, made a slight effort, and said in a deep voice: "spread..."

The man cried, "Oh... Ah... What the fuck do you do? Why bother?"

Zhao Jianhui stared: "I want you to let go first? If you don't obey me, I'll break your arm... "

"Gan Xiaoying, no wonder you're so brave now. You've found a lover, but it's natural for you to pay off your fucking debt. I don't care who you sleep with now, you have to take my fucking money..." the man bared his teeth in pain and released his hand under the glare of Zhao Jianhui, but his mouth is still dirty.

"What's going on?" Seeing that the man loosened his hand, Zhao Jianhui also loosened his hand and looked at Gan Xiaoying and asked.

"I don't care about you..." Gan Xiaoying said with swollen eyes and turned to sob. Zhao Jianhui had to ask again. The man driving a Porsche behind him had caught up with Zhao Jianhui and grabbed Zhao Jianhui's back coat collar: "shit, how dare you run after hitting my car? Where the fuck can I see you go? Lose money... "

His arm tugged hard. Zhao Jianhui stood where he was, and Wen Si didn't move. Zhao Jianhui's eyes still stared at Gan Xiaoying and asked faintly, "what's the matter, you say?"

Gan Xiaoying took a swipe on her shoulder and didn't answer Zhao Jianhui's words at all. The man holding Zhao Jianhui's back coat collar couldn't help getting more angry: "shit, I'll talk to you. You didn't hear me, did you? Do you give money? Or I'll call someone... "

"You'd better call the police. I'm not at fault in this accident." Zhao Jianhui turned back, reached out his hand, grabbed her arm, twisted it gently, and then loosened it. The man stepped back two or three steps.

"You're hanging? Call the police, wait for me... "The man said, took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and said loudly to the phone:" brother, my car was hit. It's here at the intersection of Donghuang Chenggen North Street and May 4th Street. "

Call the police instead of 110, but find his brother. Maybe this man is another "official" family. Zhao Jianhui shook his head and ignored him. Looking at the man who quarreled with Gan Xiaoying, he asked, "do you have any quality to beat women in the street?"

"You... I want you to take care of it. What are you?" This guy was pinched by Zhao Jianhui just now. Although he was still very angry, he didn't dare to scold again.

"You'd better tell me honestly, otherwise I'll call the police immediately..." before Zhao Jianhui's voice fell, Gan Xiaoying turned back and cried, "you go... You go, who wants you to mind your own business? What police do you call?"

Zhao Jianhui stared at her, shook his head and said, "do you think I'm willing to take care of it? But whether it's public or private, I have to manage it. "

The man driving the Porsche smiled coldly: "boy, I think you still want to take care of your own business. People said they wouldn't let you take care of it. Don't you eat salty radish? I advise you that you can't afford to pay for my car repair even if you buy your old car. I think you'd better find a way to save your life first. "