Li Qing scratched his head: "forty thousand."

The salary of 40000 yuan was added by Lin Qiuqiu for Li Qing's repeated blunders. In fact, it should be counted as his salary as a repairman in Shengshi group, not a bodyguard. But at present, Li Qing can't say that he didn't take a penny, so he just reported the figure.

Zhao Liang took a hard smoke, stretched out his hand to point to Li Qing and sighed gently: "you are still too weak. My younger brother, who is as old as you, has already got a monthly salary of 100000. In the Lin family, as long as you have the ability, money is indispensable. Take me for example. In addition to various expenses last year, more than 3 million yuan was saved."

"So many?" Li Qing hurriedly responded and deliberately made an appearance that he had never seen the world, which just satisfied Zhao Liang's vanity.

"Isn't it, so you can always do well. As long as you reach my ability, you can work at the same price for more than ten years, and then take a lot of money to support the elderly. How comfortable that day is." Zhao Liang pinched out the cigarette in his hand, turned his eyes and said: "Masters like master long and master Hong get annual salary. If they want more, I can only envy them."

Li Qing nodded again and again, like a chicken pecking rice, but he couldn't help being speechless. He had seen two old bastards, Long Wu and Hong De, who were out of tune, but he didn't expect to have authority in the eyes of the bodyguards of the Lin family.

"But..." Zhao Liang frowned slightly. "Now the bodyguard with the highest annual salary in the Lin family is not master long and master Hong, but another powerful boy."

"Which one?" Li Qing asked curiously.

Zhao Liang rubbed the center of his eyebrows and then glanced at the corners of his mouth: "haven't you heard in the Teaching Hall? There is a monk named Xiao Wu who is now following the eldest lady. That boy's Kung Fu is so powerful that he has to have tens of millions a year."

"Xiao Wu?" Li Qing couldn't help grinning. Unexpectedly, he came back after talking about it.

Zhao Liang didn't take into account Li Qing's speechless look and said, "but it's no use for the big monk to ask for money. It's said that the reward is basically donated to the temple. Hey, although he's angry, I have to say that the monk's Kung Fu is really first-class."

Li Qing nodded again and didn't say much.

The two people chatted with each other across the door, and they were relaxed and comfortable.

At the moment, in an attic inside the manor, a tall and thin young man was anxiously rubbing his palm, raised his head and asked, "what's grandpa doing?"

This young man is Lin Ying, the only son of Lin Shijing of the Lin family.

Although she was tall, Lin Ying's body was quite frivolous, showing a look of excessive indulgence, and there was a ferocious and ugly scar on his chin, like a twisted insect, which looked quite terrible.

This scar was left by Li Qing after he failed to flirt with lily in Zhonghai Convention and Exhibition Center last time. Although Lin Ying later contacted the best doctor and handled it for many times, it was still somewhat unsatisfactory. Originally, he planned to re transplant skin to cover up the scar. However, it seems that he can't get out of his body for the time being.

Lin Ying has more important things to do because his father, Lin Shijing, is missing.

"Third young master, the master is very busy. Why don't you come back tomorrow." the bodyguard in black stood respectfully and said carefully.

"How many times have I been here? Grandpa doesn't see me every time!" Lin Ying got up angrily and shook his body like a bamboo pole: "my father has been missing for so long. Has grandpa ever cared?"

The reason why Lin Ying is so concerned about Lin Shijing's whereabouts is not mainly because Lin Shijing is his biological father. The more important reason is that Lin Ying knows that once his father collapses, he will completely lose the internal status of the Lin family and be pushed out of the family by students, so the treatment will be much worse.

Lin Hai, Lin Qiuqiu, Lin Yuan, Lin Mengdie, and the descendants of the Lin family are well deserved. Lin Ying is the only one who spends all day drinking and drinking. Lin Sheng, the head of the Lin family, is not dissatisfied with this disheartening grandson for a day or two. Without Lin Shijing's protection, Lin Ying would be killed by Lin Ying Sheng gave up without hesitation.

At that time, the Lin family, who had been bullied by Lin Ying, naturally would not miss the opportunity to beat a drowning dog.

"Third young master, the owner has arranged a lot of manpower to find it. He hasn't been found yet. Go back and wait for the news."

"No! I must see Grandpa today!" Lin Ying shouted and was about to break in. She was stopped by the bodyguard.

"Third young master, the young lady has just arrived and is talking to the owner. It's not good for you to break through like this?"

"Little Miss?" Lin Ying was slightly stunned and immediately scolded angrily: "Lin Qiuqiu, that bitch! What did she run back to do?"

The bodyguard's face changed slightly, but he still maintained good patience: "because of the disappearance of the eldest young master, the owner called back all the important people in the family."

"Lin Hai is missing? Lin Hai is missing. You are nervous one by one. No one cares if my father is missing!" Lin Ying raised her hand angrily and directly hit the tea set on the table.

The tea splashed on Lin Ying's hand. It was so hot that he jumped and pumped the air conditioner.

"Third young master, please go to see the doctor." the bodyguard was looking forward to sending the plague away, and hurriedly said.

She showed her teeth in pain. Lin Ying couldn't care about anything else. She took off and went out angrily. Before she left, she didn't forget to scold: "Lin Qiuqiu, that bitch! I want her to look good sooner or later!"

The bodyguard rolled his eyes in the back and looked contemptuous, but Lin Ying was the young master of the Lin family after all. He still didn't forget to owe a body and said respectfully, "third young master, go slowly."

Lin Ying shook her hands all the way, angrily walked out of the villa, stood on the high steps and looked down. She caught a glimpse of Li Qing sitting outside the door under the big tree and chatting with Zhao Liang.

"Eh? It looks familiar?" Lin Ying narrowed her eyes and looked at her own. Her whole body trembled and her whole face turned green.

In Zhonghai Convention and Exhibition Center, Li Qing left Lin Ying such a deep impression that now when she looks back, Lin Ying still feels a pain in her chin.

The bodyguard on one side saw Lin Yingjiang there, stared straight ahead, trembled violently, hurried forward and asked, "third young master, are you not feeling well?"

After such a reminder, Lin Yingcai suddenly recovered, turned and walked back. He was afraid to see Li Qing and Lin Ying. Now he wants to find a place to hide far away.

However, after only two or three steps, Lin Ying paused again, with a suddenly enlightened look on her face.

"Now I'm in the Lin family. I'm the young master of the Lin family. What else can that boy do with me?" Lin Ying bit her teeth fiercely: "you're asking for your own door to die!"

Thinking of this, Lin Ying looked excited. She grabbed the guard's sleeve and asked, "what's the origin of the boy outside the door?"

The bodyguard was startled first. Seeing that the third young master was so excited, was he interested in the boy? Two men, they have a strong taste.

There was a chill in his heart, but the bodyguard said quietly: "the boy's name is Li Qing. It is said that he is the little miss's bodyguard. Brother Zhao asked him to wait for the little miss outside and didn't let him in."

"Oh? Lin Qiuqiu's bodyguard?" Lin Ying's face changed. After thinking for a while, she loosened the bodyguard's sleeves and smiled a bad smile on her face: "it's really a narrow road for enemies, Li Qing. You're looking for death yourself."

When she made up her mind, Lin Ying told the bodyguard: "go and inform Zhao Liang, let the boy in, and then bring him to see me."

"Yes." although he was confused, the bodyguard should come down, then trotted all the way across the lawn to Zhao Liang and whispered a few words.

Zhao Liang showed a surprised look at the bottom of his eyes. He looked at Li Qing and waved to the people around him: "open the door."

"Brother, come in." Zhao Liang waved to Li Qing.

"Hmm?" Li Qing raised her eyebrows in surprise and pointed back at herself: "can I go in?"

Zhao Liang smiled and nodded: "well, the people above have spoken. Come in. I'm sorry just now. Brother, I also act according to the rules. I'm offended."

"It's all right." Li Qing casually waved his hand. He mistakenly thought that Lin Qiuqiu had said something and put himself in, so he didn't ask much.

Zhao Liang, who has been in the Lin family for more than ten years, also knows that some words can be said more and some words must be said less. He doesn't have much to say, so he directly takes Li Qing inside.

The two men walked through the green lawn. Zhao Liang pointed to the patrolling hounds, smiled at Li Qing and said, "now these guys are better than people, obedient and exciting. Two or three hounds can bite an adult."

Li Qing looked at the hound closest to him and took a step closer to it. The hound immediately retreated, was pulled by the bodyguard behind him, and barked at Li Qing.

"Ouch." Zhao Liang looked at Li Qing in surprise. "It's not easy. This guy is afraid of you? I've been in the Lin family for more than ten years, and it's the first time I've encountered this situation."

Li Qing smiled at corners of the her mouth and shook her head casually with theout saying much.

After walking forward for a while, Li qinglue looked up and couldn't help but have a meal at his feet. At the moment, he was seeing a tall and thin young man staggering out of the house and staring at himself with a sinister face.

"What's the matter?" feeling the change of Li Qing, Zhao Liang couldn't help but stop and look back at him with doubts on his face.

Li Qing asked coldly, "who let me in?"

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