Ultimate Female President

The security guard quickly came to Hou Liang. At this time, Hou Liang did not raise the window. In fact, Hou Liang had been watching the movement of the security guard and the black Rolls-Royce. He also saw the black labor. Slace's people seemed to give the security guard something, and then the security guard ran over.

The security guard ran to Hou Liang's car. Without a word, he handed over a few red bills and put them on the passenger seat. He said proudly: "The money is for you, but don't hurry to move away? "

Hou Liang sneered in my heart, I think this is the money given to you by the person in the black Rolls-Royce, sham! Hou Liang disdains the security guard even more.

Hou Liang lowered his head and looked at the six red banknotes on the front passenger seat. He felt with emotion that the rich are generous. With so much money at one shot, Hou Liang knew that the black Rolls-Royce must not only come up with With only 600 yuan, the character who guards this character will surely come to embezzle some.

Hou Liang grabbed the six red bills and threw it directly on the security guard's face, then said coldly, "Go away, don't you have to give me your gift?"

"You ..." The security guard jumped a little bit, but this was something Mr. Chen arranged. He had to do well anyway. It is said that his predecessors used to be security guards here because of Chen. Always serve well, and later fly Huang Pengda.

As soon as the security guard was about to speak, Maserati ’s window slowly stretched out. The security guard was in a hurry and was about to be blocked by hand. Hou Liang did not return his head. He closed his eyes and said lightly, "This is a limited edition Maserati, if You're broken, I'm afraid you can't afford to lose it! "When this sentence was finished, Hou Liang didn't mention how cool it was. It's the feeling of the rich who you are! Although I also have a little bit of the meaning of phony.

The security guard really didn't dare to reach out and touched him. He glared at Hou Liang fiercely and said disdainfully: "Aren't you just a little driver, what do you say to me? Shame your face!" After that, his face was somber Walked back towards the black Rolls Royce.

Mr. Chen saw the security guard's expression from afar, and said to the driver beside him, "You look at him, it looks like you are eating deflated."

The driver's expression was loyal, but his eyebrows were slightly pursed, and his voice seemed to have arrogant murderousness. He said: "It seems that the owner of the car does not want to give Mr. Chen your face!"

"Hey!" Mr. Chen said with a smile: "This year, there are always so few short-sighted ones, aren't we? We can't kill them all! Besides, he's just a little driver."

The security guard came hurriedly, and he took out the five hundred pieces that he had just stuffed into his pocket, and said secretly in his heart!

"Mr. Chen, that kid can be arrogant. He just refused to move his position." The security guard said angrily, and then he began to talk with emotion, and continued to discredit Hou Liang: "He also said, let me hold this It does n’t matter where the money comes from or where it goes, but the money was given by Mr. Chen. It did n’t matter if he hit my face. The point is, you hit your face!

President Chen smiled faintly and said, "Is this really the case?"

The security guard nodded quickly. His face was flushed. I didn't know whether it was caused by the sun or because it was caused by too much excitement. He shouted: "Yes."

The security guard said, handing eleven red banknotes in his hand to President Chen. He glanced at the banknote with some reluctance. He said, "Mr. Chen, this is the money you just gave."

When President Chen took the banknotes, the security guard once again greeted Hou Liang's 18th generation ancestors. You said that you gave you money in vain, just to give you a place. Why are you so stubborn? ? Now I can't even get oil and water, and I can't make a good impression on President Chen.

Mr. Chen handed eleven red bills to the driver beside him. The driver took these eleven chapters and hundred dollar bills expressionlessly, carefully looked at it, and finally gave the bottom five bills. Come out and hand it to President Chen.

The security guard did not understand what they meant. He was a little nervous in his heart and said, "That ... President Chen, if there is nothing wrong, I will go first. I will help you to see if there are parking spaces."

He said that the security guard was about to turn around and leave. He thought that the person in this car of Mr. Chen was too weird. Do n’t say that Mr. Chen often smiled while hiding the knife. He said that the driver next to him was always expressionless. A long and honest look, but when the driver looked at himself, his body seemed to become stiff in an instant, as if being stared at by a fierce beast.

There are also two bodyguards sitting in the back seat, just like two puppets. He has paid attention to these two bodyguards for a long time. They have maintained the same posture from beginning to end. The security guard watching this is becoming more and more unstable. .

"Wait a moment." President Chen's voice rang, and the security guard's footsteps stopped abruptly.

President Chen put on his sunglasses again and dropped five hundred-dollar bills directly on the ground. He said lightly: "I don't want anything that is put in someone's pocket."

The driver next to President Chen started the car in a timely manner. The security guard stared blankly at the back of the vehicle leaving. Finally, he bent down and picked up the five hundred pieces directly. He knew that he must give President Chen Left a very bad impression.

President Chen nodded and said, "You guessed it."

The driver was still expressionless, and even said mechanically: "He is greedy, he wants to make a fortune, so he will stifle you like this, but when he is greedy, he is a little timid, and he is a little scared to do things. , So I said he only dared to be half as close to being greedy. "

President Chen suddenly smiled, clapped his hands, and said, "Yes, half of it is almost, eleven, half of it, is it exactly five?"

After a pause, President Chen asked: "Do you know why I didn't give him a good face?"

The driver was still reversing the car intently, and said flatly on his mouth: "Because he is greedy, greed is not wrong, the mistake is too timid, Chen is always a big man, how can he accept this kind of greed and dare not What about greedy people? "

Mr. Chen smiled and said: "It is the person who has followed me for more than 20 years! Or you know me best!"

The middle-aged driver shook his head and said, "I don't understand you!"

"Oh?" President Chen raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

The middle-aged driver said, "After all, I don't know where you want me to park my car."

"Hahaha." Mr. Chen seemed to laugh happily. He smiled in the corner of his mouth and said, "This is the first time I heard you tell a joke, although it's a little cold."

Mr. Chen's remarks were not answered. The middle-aged driver was still expressionless. It seemed that Mr. Chen didn't hear anything at all.

President Chen leaned comfortably on the seat, eyes squinting at Hou Liang's direction, and said with some interest: "Just stop in front of the limited edition Maserati!"

Hou Liang has been paying attention to the black Rolls-Royce not far away. When he saw that they were about to drive towards himself, Hou Liang was a little wary in his heart. He looked at this road, behind him. It's a wall. If the front is blocked by this black Rolls-Royce, then you can't go out.

And the driver of this black Rolls-Royce has very good driving skills. With only a gap between the cars, he can drive like a fish.

Hou Liang felt something was amiss. He hurried a thrill, quickly stepped on the pedals, turned the key, turned the steering wheel, and blew the throttle, and drove the car halfway out, so the road was blocked, at least the car was blocked. Can't pass from here.

Mr. Chen saw Hou Liang ’s move, and there was no displeasure in his eyes. Instead, he said with appreciation: “This driver dare to do it!”

The middle-aged driver's eyes flashed a flash of light, quickly accelerating, and the speed of the black Rolls-Royce soared wildly, which could only allow the next car to wind up in the lane.

Mr. Chen does not seem to be worried about this. He has great confidence in the car skills of middle-aged drivers.

Hou Liang looked at the black Rolls-Royce who suddenly rushed over and sneered in his heart. Sure enough, he came towards me. Do you want to hit me? Hou Liang raised his eyebrows, he quickly turned on the turn signal, as if the car was going out ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ was hit like this, and he has a reason, not to mention who would drive in such a narrow lane. Fast? At that time, the responsibility will not be on your side.

President Chen looked at Hou Liang's movements in his eyes and couldn't help laughing: "This kid is really smart."

The throttle of a middle-aged driver doesn't mean anything to stop, and there is even some speed up.

Hou Liang is not afraid, will hit me? Who is afraid of who! Are you a Rolls Royce, Lao Tzu or a limited edition Maserati!

Hou Liang tightly fastened his body with a seat belt, always preparing to open the airbag. Just when the black Rolls Royce was only about one meter away from Hou Liang, it suddenly came to an emergency stop and issued Creaking sound.

Mr. Chen looked at the middle-aged driver beside him, and there was some cold sweat on his forehead. He relieved his breath and said, "Clerical, you are about to scare me!"

It turned out that the middle-aged driver was called an instrument, and the name of a crepe did indeed match his appearance. His eyes stared directly at the Maserati where Hou Liang was. His eyes flashed with a gleam, and he said, "Good guts!"

President Chen couldn't help but squeeze a cold sweat. If they ran into them at their speed just now, they might even have an accident. Fortunately, the instrument hurriedly braked.

What Mr. Chen and Wenwen did not know is that in Maserati, Hou Liang was already sweating all over his face, and his hands were holding the steering wheel tightly, but his strong perseverance was so that he did not move. He was betting, betting The black Rolls-Royce must not dare to bump into it, in fact, he was right.

Hou Liang slowed his nerves. He quickly pulled out a tissue to wipe off the sweat on his face. Everyone bullied him at the door. He was too sorry for not going out to theory, and too sorry for Maserati under his butt.

Thinking so, Hou Liang angrily opened the door of Maserati.