Looking at Zhong He's natural expression, Qi Hong's tears were angry and funny.

Qi Hongtear never expected that Zhong He would be able to say such a sentence!

Under normal circumstances, when this man has the opportunity to get close to two big beauties, isn't he trying to show himself by all means?

Don't you be afraid of people laughing out of their big teeth when you say it?

But Qi Hongtear has read countless people, and she can see that behind Zhong He's asking for money, he is determined not to have anything to do with himself and others, such a person makes Qi Hongtear a little curious.

After looking at Zhong He's dress, he said with tears: "I went out in a hurry and didn't bring cash, you came to the city to find a job, right?" I heard Xuanxuan say that you are good, if you are interested, come to me to be a bodyguard." ”

Bodyguard?

I'm a dignified heir of crape myrtle, going to be your bodyguard?

No, absolutely not!

"Salary...... The basic salary is 5,000, and the commission bonus is calculated separately. ”

Five thousand yuan? Is my Zhong He the kind of person who sees money?

"If you can, you can report it today. As he spoke, Qi Hongtear took out a business card and handed it to Zhong He.

President of Agni Company, Paint Red Tears......

"It's always good to cry, I'll definitely report today!" Zhong He neatly accepted the business card, without a trace of arrogance at all.

Now I want to hide my identity, I can't always think that I am the heir of Ziwei, so being a bodyguard is not a shame for Ziwei!

Yes, that's it, I didn't bend my waist for money and beauty!

Zhong Hetian shamelessly persuaded himself.

Zhong He has just arrived, and having a serious identity is indeed very conducive to his actions, if you want to find out the pretended unjust case that Liu Shouliang said and investigate the Iron Kidnapping Sect, the identity of a bodyguard is undoubtedly very suitable.

After sending away Qi Hongxian and Lin Yuxuan, Zhong He, who walked out of the hotel, suddenly discovered a very serious matter.

That is, he is still penniless, and he doesn't even have the money to take a taxi, which means that he is likely to not be able to find the address on his business card.

"It's really unlucky, I thought I could get off to a good start, but now it seems that I have to go back to my old business. Zhong He straightened his clothes and walked towards the nearby park.

"Lotte knows his fate, and every evil turns into good fortune!"

Zhong He shouted as he walked, but after walking around most of the garden, he didn't see any pedestrians, which made Zhong He worried.

When I came to the lake, I finally saw a family of three, but before Zhong He could speak, he got on a pleasure boat and drove to the lake.

"What can I do now?" In fact, Zhong He also thought about asking Wang Dahu for it, but it was too embarrassing to think that he was the boss and actually asked his younger brother for money.

This man often wants to save face and suffer in some trivial matters, Zhong He is a typical example.

Walking along the lake, Zhong He's eyes lit up, and there was an old man in front of him who was exercising in the morning.

As the saying goes, whoever makes the best money, the old man's money is the best to earn, Zhong He hurriedly walked over.

"This uncle, is it a fortune teller, you are not allowed to ask for money!" Zhong He spoke up from afar, afraid that the guest he had finally met would run away.

The old man followed the sound and saw such a young Taoist priest walking towards him, and he immediately became interested.

"Old man, do you want to do the math? Don't you want money!" Zhong He jumped straight to the theme.

The old man smiled, as if he was infected by Zhong He's spirit, and was in a good mood, and said, "You doll, how old are you? ”

Zhong He smiled embarrassedly and said, "What does this fortune-telling have to do with age, as long as it is accurate?"

"Hahaha, interesting, then you can see how long my old man can live?"

For ordinary people, especially the elderly, how could they ask such unlucky words, even if they answered, ordinary people would definitely say it in the direction of longevity and 100 years old.

The old man also thought that Zhong He would say these similar words, but he didn't expect that Zhong He's expression when he looked at the old man gradually became solemn.

The old man's heart suddenly struck, could it be that he really saw something?

How is this possible!

"Old man, you ......" Zhong He stopped talking.

Originally, he just wanted to calculate the old man's recent fortune and avoid disasters, but he didn't expect Zhong He to see a big problem.

"You kid, but it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

Zhong He scratched his head and said, "Old man, you are from a military background, right?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "That's right, how did you see it?"

"This ......" Zhong He hesitated for a while and said: "You have a bloody aura in your body, but you are suppressed by a righteous qi, so I guess that you must have been on the battlefield when you were young, so you are full of blood, and this bloody qi is full of masculinity, and it is by no means evil, so I guess you must be a soldier." ”

The old man nodded when he heard this, agreed with Zhong He's statement, and then smiled heartily and said, "What else, go on." ”

Zhong He said again: "You have water in your life, if you guess correctly, you must be a navy." ”

"Not bad. ”

"He is upright, but he seems to have national luck...... You ......" Speaking of this, Zhong He suddenly closed his mouth, and he suddenly had a guess about the identity of this old man.

It was precisely because of this speculation that Zhong He hurriedly changed his words and said: "In the past, with you having a righteous qi to protect your body, ordinary ghosts can't get close to you at all, so there is no disaster." But after all, the years are not forgiving, and the luck in the body will inevitably begin to drain when you are older, and the power of blood will gradually begin to eat, which will make you have a hidden disease. ”

After the old man heard Zhong He's words, his surprise became deeper and deeper.

"Little brother, you are really young and promising! I didn't believe in these things the most, and I just came to you for fun, but I didn't expect you to really talk about it, it seems that the craftsmanship left by our ancestors is not unreasonable." Speaking of this, the old man also began to sigh, "Actually, when people are old, they will also feel a lot of things, although my hands are stained with blood for the country, but who is not raised by my father? ”

After saying this, even the old man himself was a little stunned, he couldn't understand why he would say such a thing to a kid he had just met, as if he had completely let down his guard.

Zhong He was silent when he listened, for people like the old man, Zhong He admired it from the bottom of his heart, so no matter what, Zhong He decided that he must break the calamity on the old man.

"Old man, if you can trust me, wash with pig's blood every day this month, and stand in the open air for an hour at twelve o'clock at noon every day, and then go to visit your comrades in the evening, which cannot be interrupted for a month, and I think it can resolve a lot of disasters. ”

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered, "You little Taoist, everyone else is saying some auspicious words, let you do some things like fasting and chanting Buddha, burning incense and worshiping gods, only you, what you say are all strange things!"

For some reason, the old man didn't seem to doubt Zhong He's words at all, and the two were like old friends.

"Okay, I believe you!" the old man stretched out his hand and said, "You just call me Old Man Wei." ”

Zhong He also stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Senior Zhong He." ”

Then, after Zhong He gave some suggestions on Old Man Wei's body, he began to twist a little.

"What's the matter, boy Zhong, I have something to say. ”

Zhong He rubbed his hands embarrassedly, "That...... Old man, do you have any change on you? I don't have a taxi money. ”

Old Man Wei was stunned, he never expected such a sentence to come out of Zhong He's mouth, and he immediately laughed.

Zhong He was also blushing and a little embarrassed.

"There is a saying that a penny is hard to beat a hero, I understand. As he spoke, Mr. Wei began to rummage through his pockets, and in the end, Mr. Wei's expression gradually became ugly, and after a long time, he popped out a sentence: "Is WeChat okay?"