Jiangcheng, Omori Group.

Wei Feng was wearing a security uniform, with a rubber roller pinned to his waist, and a strong flashlight in his hand, patrolling around the group.

He is tall, with strong muscles, and the key is that he has a well-defined face with water chestnuts and a thick black beard, which makes him look particularly handsome

He used to be a member of the Chinese special forces, and was known as the soul of the Chinese army and the important weapon of the country.

However, a week ago, Wei Feng's adoptive father was seriously ill, so Wei Feng resolutely retired from the army and returned to Jiangcheng to take care of his old father.

The cost of hospitalization, plus the cost of surgery, and the cost of recuperation, cost more than 700,000 yuan.

That was all Wei Feng's savings, but it was far from enough, in order to make ends meet, he chose to be a small security guard.

"Xiao Feng! Secretary Chen is looking for you!" Suddenly, a security guard running in the distance shouted at Wei Feng.

Why is Secretary Chen looking for me after work so late?

Wei Feng was vigilant and replied, "Okay! I'll go." ”

Two days ago, Wei Feng joined the company not long ago, and he was not familiar with the internal personnel of the group.

It just so happened that day, Wei Feng saw Secretary Chen sneaking around, and mistakenly thought that he was a thief who had infiltrated the group.

So he pressed Secretary Chen against the wall, up and down, inside and out.

Secretary Chen is a girl with little strength, and even if she resists desperately, she can't screw Wei Feng.

Afterwards, Wei Feng finally knew Secretary Chen's identity and wanted to apologize, but Secretary Chen didn't see her at all.

Secretary Chen was worried that after the news spread, it would affect her image in the company, so she chose to remain silent.

Now that Secretary Chen has taken the initiative to find Wei Feng, it must be no good thing!

Knock knock!

Wei Feng stood at the door of the secretary's office and knocked lightly.

"Come in!" a melodious voice like a yellow bird came from the office.

Creak!

Wei Feng pushed open the door and walked in.

"Here we are. Chen Jingwen's body proportions are extremely coordinated, her long legs are fair and straight, and the black hip skirt is tightly wrapped, which perfectly outlines the curve of her hips.

Wearing a white shirt on his upper body, the two peaks on his chest are about to emerge, and when viewed from the side, the white gap inside can be faintly seen.

She wears black-framed glasses, red lips and beautiful face, and her long flaxen hair is draped over her shoulders, which is quite the charm of a mature woman.

"Sister Chen, that, I really didn't mean to do it last time, if I knew your identity, I would definitely not dare to make a mistake! I'm really sorry, I'm sorry. After all, Wei Feng touched people up and down, and he was ashamed, so he called Sister Chen one by one.

Chen Jingwen sat on the desk with her legs between her legs, her hands clasped in front of her chest, and looked at Wei Feng, "I called you over, mainly for two things!"

"First, you rotted in my stomach last time, and I don't want a third person to know about it except for you and me!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Wei Feng nodded again and again, and promised: "This is a secret between the two of us, and I will never tell the third person." ”

Chen Jingwen rolled her eyes, this matter is unsightly, but when you say this, it makes it seem like the two of us are cheating, "Second, you should know about Manager Liao, right?"

"Sister Chen! You are a smart person, you will definitely not listen to the wind or rain! Manager Liao's matter, I am really innocent! I don't know what's going on, and this kind of rumor has spread in the group. ”

"Yes! That's right! Manager Liao is beautiful, has a good figure, and has a temperament, and makes a lot of money, many brothers in the security department dream of marrying Manager Liao as a wife, but even if I want to have something to do with Manager Liao, Manager Liao won't care about me at all!"

Wei Feng hurriedly explained.

He originally entered the Dasen Group through the back door, but that was because his old father Wei Bixuan had been a security guard in the Omori Group for 20 years, and Wei Feng was originally a soldier.

However, the person in charge of that batch of security recruitment was Liao Yuqin and Manager Liao, and everyone had to go through an interview, but Wei Feng didn't have to be interviewed.

Therefore, it is rumored in the company that the relationship between Wei Feng and Manager Liao is unclear and unclear, and it is even more exaggerated, and it is also said that Wei Feng is the little white face raised by Manager Liao.

Liao Yuqin is in a high position, coupled with a cold personality, and is unwilling to pay attention to these rumors in the company.

But Chen Jingwen is her secretary, and she must solve troubles for her superiors.

She originally planned to fire Wei Feng directly, but Wei Bixuan has worked diligently in the Dasen Group for nearly 20 years, and it seems too unkind to dismiss Wei Feng because of a little rumor.

"......" Chen Jingwen is full of black lines, hearing you say this, do you really have some thoughts about Manager Liao?

The other people in the security department are all honest, and your father Wei Bixuan is an honest man among honest people, why is his adopted son so out of tune?

Chen Jingwen shook her head bitterly, covered her face with her hands, and didn't want to speak for a long time.

Syllable!

Chen Jingwen slapped the desk violently, and instantly became serious, "What are you joking with me? The rumor will become true after a thousand times!"

"Manager Liao looks at Uncle Wei's face, it is not uncommon to treat you, but if you are so unreasonable, then I can only fire you. ”

"Sister Chen, there is something to say, something to say. Wei Feng was anxious all of a sudden, and his old father's condition was much more stable, but he needed more than two thousand recuperation fees every month.

If he loses his job all of a sudden, where will the old father's monthly medical expenses come from?

Wei Feng's eyes rolled, and he suddenly saw Chen Jingwen's legs split.

Maybe she hadn't even noticed it herself, revealing a large area of snow-white skin and tight black safety pants.

"That...... Sister Chen, your legs ......," Wei Feng reminded in a low voice.

"You're really angry with me!" Chen Jingwen couldn't be angry, I talked to you for a long time, and you only stared at my legs?

If it weren't for Manager Liao's kindness, I was afraid that I would cut off your financial resources and cause Uncle Wei to be forced to be discharged from the hospital, I would have fired you a long time ago!

"Sister Chen, you misunderstood, I didn't look at your legs, I wanted to say that your legs were ......divergent," Wei Feng reminded again.

Chen Jingwen looked down when she heard this, only to find that the black hip skirt had slipped up some distance, revealing the safety pants inside.

The hip skirt was originally very short, the safety pants collapsed and tightened, and the legs were relatively open.

She was very suspicious that Wei Feng had actually seen the light.

But what can that be? Manager Liao is not there, he can't beat him, it's useless to scold, and he doesn't dare to be fired, so he can only bear it.

"Get out!" Chen Jingwen hurriedly clamped his legs, turned his head, pointed to the door of the office, and scolded.

"Sister Chen, goodbye. "Wei Feng walked out stupidly, pouted, you spread your legs by yourself, you can't rely on me for this.

"This hob meat, you must give him a color! Let him be honest!" Chen Jing clenched his fists angrily, then took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone.

A minute later, Ms. Chen hung up.

With 5,000 yuan, she can let out a bad breath, and she can make Wei Feng be honest, she thinks it is very cost-effective.

The next night, Wei Feng was riding his bicycle and was about to go home to stew chicken soup and take him to the hospital.

As a result, I saw a group of muscular men squatting on the side of the road.

The group were all dressed in tights, as if they were afraid that others would not be able to see their strong muscles.

There are colorful tattoos on his arms and chest, and all of them have fierce faces, which belong to the ruthless characters who can scare children when they stand there.

"Wei Feng, right?" the leader Huang Mao raised his head high, his tongue seemed to be not straight, and said in a tone that he thought was 'Lao Tzu is the best in the world'.

"Yes, is there something wrong?" Seeing that this group of people was not good, Wei Feng stopped his bicycle, put the local chicken he bought from the vegetable market on the ground, and looked at them quietly.

"Hehe, is there something wrong? You kid offended someone, don't you have a little pressure in your heart?" Huang Mao took a sip, picked up the baseball bat, and carried it on his shoulder.

As soon as these words came out, the four strong men behind Huang Mao got up one after another and approached Wei Feng.

They all have baseball bats in their hands, and they are strong and strong, and I am afraid that few adults can withstand the blow of a stick.

"Brother Mao, let's take the money to do things, what nonsense are you talking about with him, beat him up first, and then educate him slowly!" the short and strong man next to Huang Mao urged.

"Take money to do things, whose money to take?" Wei Feng said in surprise.

Ah, I didn't know a few people at all, and I never sin anyone.

"Okay, brothers, let's do it, when you're done, I'll invite you to drink!" Huang Mao shouted, obviously not taking Wei Feng seriously.

After all, the five of them are strong and strong, and all of them have practiced taekwondo for several years, so their skills are naturally not ordinary.

But what about Wei Feng, although he is quite strong, he is far inferior to their group of muscular men.

The most important thing is that two fists are hard to beat four hands, let alone ten hands on the opposite side!

When the words fell, the yellow-haired five people held the baseball bat and quickly rushed over.

Wei Feng shook his head, "I don't think you should invite them to drink, it is more appropriate for you to invite them to hospital." ”

Syllable!

A strong man held a baseball bat and smashed it into Wei Feng's head, Wei Feng dodged nimbly, punched him in the elbow, only to hear a snap, and the baseball bat smashed on his head.

Knocked himself unconscious.

Seeing the other four people rushing up, Wei Feng did not panic at all, but was at ease.

No matter how they attacked, Wei Feng could skillfully dodge it.

The most terrifying thing is that Huang Mao and the others don't know how, and the baseball bat in their hands either smashed on their own body or on their companions.

It's just that you can't smash Wei Feng!

In just two minutes, the baseball bats in the hands of the five yellow-haired people were all dented, and they lay on the ground one by one, wailing in pain, tears of remorse flowed from the corners of their eyes.

Damn! This is just a little security guard! It's just a martial arts master!

Huang Mao curled up, dying in pain, he knew that Wei Feng was so high, let alone 5,000 yuan, even if it was 50,000 yuan, he wouldn't come!

After this battle, he has to pay for the medical expenses himself!

It's really a loss for the lady and a soldier.

"Young people nowadays are too impulsive. Wei Feng shook his head and muttered to himself, then picked up the local chicken on the ground, straightened the bicycle, and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, a coquettish voice came from behind: "The man in front!