Excellent beauty's personal security guard

The three-day boring time passed slowly. When I went to and from work every day, I watched Dongfang Wenjing come in and go out. The two people didn't say a word again, and their eyes rarely crossed.

However, Zhao Jianhui's security work has completely changed its nature. If you are an individual in the company, you can arrange for him to work, "Zhao Jianhui, I didn't eat this morning. I'll buy you an early meal."

"This is the letterhead for the post office. It's urgent. Go and get back quickly."

"There's no toilet paper. I'm waiting to go to the bathroom. Buy a bag quickly."

After three days, other men and women of the company, Zhao Jianhui, have basically been able to know each other, especially Ye Qiuyu.

Fortunately, although Dongfang Wenjing said that she wanted sunspot and him to work 24 hours that day, three days later, Dongfang Wenjing never asked them to do anything after work.

At the end of the first floor, a cabin next to the warehouse is a kennel for two people. As long as the people of the company don't work overtime and wait for them to leave, they lock the rolling shutter in front of them. If they are willing to sleep, they strip off their clothes and lie on the bed. If they don't want to sleep, they want to go out and turn around. Go through the small door behind, go through the parking lot of Longxing Hotel, and step out of the door is Chengnan street, South Korea. It's really convenient to stand on the street and enjoy the beautiful sister passing by.

The Hailong building not far away didn't close until 8 p.m. and the street lights on the roadside were not very bright. Sitting on the kerb on the roadside against the breeze, I came to the pot head with a bag of peanuts and watched the young girl's handsome daughter-in-law twist her waist with fragrance. The taste was really unimaginable.

Seeing the sunset half hidden behind the distant building, it was time to get off work again. The two people sat at the table with their heads down and were thinking about what entertainment to do in the evening. With a gust of fragrance blowing on their faces, ye Qiuyu stood at the table gracefully: "Zhao Jianhui, you work overtime in the evening and do something with me. By the way, do you have any better clothes? Take off your skin and change into a dress that can go out. "

Alas, the one who should come finally came. It seems that there is no time for leisure in the future.

The sky is getting dark, and the new world nightclub is gradually opening up the noise of the new day. Wearing a white short sleeved shirt, a pair of black board pants and cheap black leather shoes, Zhao Jianhui stood under the changing colorful lights, looked at the strange world in the bright big glass, and looked at the pair of crazy men and women who indulged one by one. He felt like a separated world.

He didn't expect that Dongfang Wenjing and ye Qiuyu would bring him to this place. This song and dance hall is a combination of China and South Korea. There are dance floor, song hall and KTV private room. His mother sang is the foreman, and the dance lady will accompany the guests to dance, drink and play music. Also held a variety of different kinds of dance and singer singing performances. It depends on what the guests like. Whenever a man comes here, he can always find a reason why he is unwilling to leave.

He doesn't know how many shares Tu Xiong has, but it's obvious that Tu Xiong is not a major shareholder. Otherwise, when Zhao Jianhui said he wanted to work here, Tu Xiong wouldn't say that there was something wrong in this place. At that time, it would be difficult for him to deal with it.

Zhao Jianhui used to come here with Tu Xiong. The shocking sound waves, crazy shouting and unpredictable lights are so familiar and so fresh.

Zhao Jianhui looked at all this coldly, as if standing in another world, watching the other end of the world across time and space. At this moment, he knew that he had never integrated into this life from his blood.

"Hey, stop my car. I bought it new." A delicate voice pulled Zhao Jianhui back to reality. Ye Qiuyu, dressed in black, stood gracefully in front of Zhao Jianhui, with a car key in his white and tender hand.