Ultimate Female President Chapter 12: Almost bumped into

The security guard hurried to Hou Liang's front. At this time, Hou Liang did not raise the window. In fact, Hou Liang had been watching the security and the movement of the black Rolls Royce. He also saw that The guy in the black Rolls-Royce seemed to give the security something, and then the security ran over.

The security guard ran to Hou Liang’s car, and without a word, he handed over a few large red bills and put them on the passenger seat. He said arrogantly, “These money is for you, so don’t move. Open position?"

Hou Liang sneered in his heart, I think this is the money that the person in that black Rolls-Royce gave you, is it fake? Hou Liang was even more disdainful of this security guard.

Hou Liang lowered his head and looked at the six red banknotes on the front passenger seat. In his heart, he felt that rich people are lavish, so much money is needed. Hou Liang knows that the black Rolls Royce must be taken. Not only did it cost 600 yuan, but the character of the security guard would definitely be corrupted.

Hou Liang grabbed the six red bills and threw them directly on the face of the security guard. He coldly shouted: "Get out of here, don't you need me to give it to you?"

"You..." The security guard jumped up a bit. This is something that Mr. Chen arranged. He has to do a good job no matter what. It is said that his predecessors also worked here as security guards. Because Mr. Chen was taken care of, Fei Huang Pengda later.

As soon as the security guard was about to speak, Maserati's window slowly opened up. The security guard was anxious and was about to stop it with his hands. Without looking back, Hou Liang closed his eyes and said faintly: "This is a limited edition. Maserati, if you break it, I'm afraid you can't afford it!" When Hou Liang finished saying this, don't mention how happy Hou Liang was. This is what a rich man feels like! Although he also has a little bit of pretense.

The security guard really didn't dare to reach out and touch him. He gave Hou Liang a fierce look and said disdainfully: "Isn't it just a little driver? What are you screaming at me? Shameless!" He finished. With a gloomy face, he walked toward the black Rolls Royce again.

Mr. Chen saw the security guard’s face from a distance, and said to the driver beside him: "Look at him, it looks like he's flat."

The driver has a loyal expression, but his brows have been slightly pursed, and his voice seems to be murderous. He said: "It seems that the owner of that car doesn't want to give President Chen your face. !"

"Hey!" Mr. Chen said with a smile: "These years, there are always a few short-sighted people, right? We can't kill them all! Besides, he is just a little driver." /

The security guard rushed over. He took out the five hundred dollars he had just stuffed into his pocket, and he secretly said bad luck in his heart!

"Ms. Chen, that kid is arrogant. He just refuses to move his position." The security guard said angrily, and then he began to smear Hou Liang vigorously and vigorously: "He also said, let me I don’t care where I took the money from, but you gave it to Mr. Chen. It doesn’t matter if he slapped me in the face. The key is to slap Mr. Chen in the face!"

Mr Chen smiled faintly, and said, "Is that true?"

The security guard nodded quickly. His face was flushed. I don't know if it was because of being exposed to the sun, or because the saliva was too excited just now. He shouted: "Yes."

As the security guard said, he passed the eleven red banknotes in his hand to Mr. Chen. He glanced at the banknotes a little bit reluctantly. 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 eighteenth-generation ancestors in his heart. You said you, giving you the money for nothing, just let you make a position, how can you? So stubborn? Now I can't even get the oil and water, and I still can't make a good impression on Mr. Chen.

Mr. Chen handed eleven red bills to the driver beside him. The driver accepted the eleven chapters of the hundred-dollar bill with a blank face, looked at it carefully, and finally put the five at the bottom. Zhang gave it out and handed it to Mr. Chen.

The security guard did not understand what they meant by doing this. He was a little nervous and said, "Um... President Chen, if there is nothing to do, I will leave first. I will help you to see if there is a parking space. ."

Speaking, the security is about to turn around and leave. He thinks that the person in the car of Mr. Chen is too weird. Let’s not say that Mr. Chen is famous for hiding his knives in laughter, just say that the driver next to him has been facing He was expressionless and looked honest, but when the driver looked at him, his body seemed to become stiff in an instant, as if he was being stared at by a beast.

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

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

Mr Chen put on his sunglasses again, threw five hundred-yuan bills directly to the ground, and said faintly: "I don't want the things in other people's pockets."

The driver next to Mr. Chen started the car in a timely manner. The security guard stared at the back of the car leaving, and finally stooped down stupidly and picked it up directly. He knew that he must Left a very bad impression on Mr. Chen.

Mr Chen nodded and said: "You guessed it right."

The driver is still expressionless, even a little mechanically said: "He is very greedy, he wants to get rich, so he comes to curry favor with you like this, but when he is greedy, he is a little timid and does things a bit Cringes, so I said he only dared to be half greedy."

Mr. Chen suddenly smiled, clapped his hands, and said: "Yes, half of it is almost, eleven, half of it is just five, isn't it exactly five?"

After a pause, Mr. Chen asked: "Then do you know why I didn't give him a good face?"

The driver still intently reversed the car, and said flatly, "Because he is greedy, it is not wrong to be greedy, the fault is too timid, Chen is always a man of big things, how can his subordinates accept this kind of What about people who dare not be greedy?"

Mr Chen smiled heartily and said: "As expected, you are the person who has been with me for more than 20 years! You still know me best!"

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

"Oh?" Mr. Chen raised his brows in surprise.

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

"Hahaha." Mr. Chen seemed to laugh happily. With a smile on his mouth, he said: "This is the first time I have heard you tell a joke, although it is a bit cold."

There was no response to Mr. Chen's remarks. The middle-aged driver was still expressionless. It seemed that he hadn't heard Mr. Chen's words at all.

Mr Chen leaned comfortably on the chair seat, squinting in the direction of Hou Liang, 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 him, Hou Liang was a little wary. He looked at this road. Behind him is a wall, if the front is blocked by this black Rolls Royce, then you can't get out.

Moreover, the driver of this black Rolls-Royce is very good at driving. With only one sewing distance, he can even move like a fish.

Hou Liang felt that something was not right, so he hurriedly stepped on the pedal, turned the key, turned the steering wheel, and banged the accelerator. He drove the car halfway out directly, thus directly blocking the road. At least cars can't pass through here.

When Mr. Chen saw Hou Liang's behavior, he didn't have any discomfort in his eyes, but he said with some appreciation: "This driver dares to do it!"

The middle-aged driver's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he accelerated quickly. The black Rolls-Royce's speed soared wildly, which could only allow the next car's lane to ride.

Mr. Chen doesn't seem to worry about this. He has great confidence in the skills of the middle-aged driver.

Hou Liang looked at the black Rolls-Royce suddenly speeding up, and sneered in his heart. As expected, he was coming towards me. Are you going to hit me? Hou Liang raised his eyebrows, and he quickly turned on the turn signal, as if the car was going out~IndoMTL.com~ I was hit like this, and he had his own reason, not to mention who would drive so fast in such a narrow lane. ? When the time comes, the responsibility will not be on your side.

President Chen saw Hou Liang's actions in his eyes, and couldn't help but smile: "This kid is really smart."

The middle-aged driver’s throttle didn’t mean anything to stop, and he even wanted to speed up.

Hou Liang is not afraid, he wants to hit me? Who is afraid of whom! You are a Rolls Royce, I am still a limited edition Maserati!

Hou Liang buckled his body tightly with a seat belt, and was always ready to open the airbag. When the black Rolls Royce was only about one meter away from Hou Liang, it suddenly got anxious. Stop, making a squeaking sound.

Mr Chen looked at the middle-aged driver beside him, with some cold sweat on his forehead, he sighed and said, "Clerk, you are going to scare me to death!"

It turns out that the middle-aged driver is called Wenxue. A stern name indeed matches his appearance. He stared straight at Maserati, where Hou Liang was, and his eyes flashed, and he shouted, "Good guts! "

Mr Chen couldn't help but squeeze in a cold sweat. If they ran into it at their speed just now, they might have had an accident. Fortunately, the paper brake hurriedly.

What Mr. Chen and Wenxue didn’t know was that in Maserati, Hou Liang’s face was already covered in cold sweat. He held the steering wheel tightly with his hands, but his strong perseverance kept him from moving. Bet, Rolls Royce who bet on black must not dare to bump into it. In fact, he was right.

Hou Liang slowed down. He quickly took out a tissue to wipe the sweat off his face. People are bullying the door of the house. If he doesn't go out, he is too sorry for himself, and too sorry for the person under his butt. Maserati.

Thinking about this, Hou Liang angrily opened the door of Maserati.