Chapter 5: Do you want to eat a spicy hot?

"How's the house, satisfied?" Cui Shien put down the coffee cup in his hand, but his fingers trembled a little, as if he was frightened by something.

What scared him was Wang Luo, who was brought in by his predecessor Liu Zaixun just three minutes ago.

Cui Shien saw that Wang Luo's expression was very rich, which should be described as wonderful, and until now, he didn't dare to combine the handsome young man in his memory with the bearded savage in front of him.

Cui Shien looked at Wang Luo and tried his best not to be so fluctuating, but it was really difficult to calm down, so he could only try to keep smiling.

"Satisfied, I can't be more satisfied, President Cui, you remember, as long as you speak, I will also have to go down, if I Wang Luo blinked, you will read my surname upside down in the future." Wang Luo chewed walnut crisp in his mouth and sprayed it everywhere.

Liu Zaixun embarrassedly blocked the strange gaze projected here from the outside, because this is a high-end café located in Apgujeong, it is a public place, although Liu Zaixun has seen many big scenes, but he is still afraid of being embarrassed.

"Brother, when eating, try not to speak." Liu Zaixun's ears were red and he whispered.

Wang Luo snorted lightly and buried his head in eating walnut cake.

This stuff is so delicious.

Looking at Wang Luo's somewhat wild eating appearance, I don't know why, Cui Shien and Liu Zaixun glanced at each other, and at the same time saw the sadness in each other's eyes.

"President Cui, what the hell do I want me to do, I don't do anything about just eating and not working, you know." Wang Luo patted his belly and grinned.

"You give me a good wipe, it's all on my beard." Cui Shien handed Wang Luo a napkin.

Wang Luo smiled, touched it in his pocket, and found a small mirror.

Looking at Wang Luo, a rough man, holding a small mirror with a slap in his hand, and slowly cleaning his beard, Cui Shien and Liu Zaixun felt a chill at the same time.

Simply, it couldn't be more motherly.

"Okay, clean. You know, no one's beauty is born beautiful, it all depends on acquired efforts. Wang Luo put the mirror back in his pocket, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Cui Shien endured his nausea and nodded, "The company recently received a large cooperative order, mainly for the company opposite. ”

Wang Luo followed Cui Shien's gaze and looked at the glittering building opposite, with an eye-catching S, M banner on it.

"What kind of company is this, the name is good." Wang Luo touched his beard and asked.

"It's the economic company of the nine girls last night, this company is currently the largest brokerage company in South Korea, they paid for us to protect the safety of their artists, there are a lot of overseas missions, Jae-hoon can't leave, so I think of you." Cui Shien said as he sipped his coffee.

"It's not a big problem, but what about the pay." Wang Luo rubbed his thumb on his middle finger, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"Pay-per-use, each time, 100,000 won per hour." Cui Shien said lightly.

Liu Zaixun glanced at Wang Luo a little nervously.

Sure enough, Wang Luo's face blocked by his beard was twitching violently, as if he was gritting his teeth.

"One hundred thousand." Wang Luo squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

Cui Shien nodded, calming down, "One hour." ”

"What are you doing with me!" Wang Luo took the case and scared the rest of the hall.

Liu Zaixun hurriedly stood up and covered Wang Luo.

"You gave me such a big house to live in, and I don't take advantage of you, make a discount, 50,000 yuan at a time, an hour." Wang Luo shook his big hand heroically.

"Huh." Cui Shien's hand and Wang Luo's big hand collided in the air, making a crisp sound, "Deal." ”

Wang Luo smiled and scratched his head, "Do you want to sign a contract or something?" I think it's been quite popular lately. ”

"It's okay, I know you hate that kind of stuff on paper." Cui Shien sipped his coffee and smiled.

"Haha, President Cui still understands me." Wang Luo laughed and poured all the coffee in the cup into his mouth.

"Hey, hey, brother, bitter." Yoo Jae-hoon wants to stop it, but it's over.

Wang Luo's eyes widened, and finally swallowed the coffee in his mouth, and his facial features were embarrassed, "I'll go, this coffee is really too bitter without a partner." ”……

"Haha, Xiujing, look, that uncle looks like a savage, the beard really has a personality, is he an artist?" Cui Xueli held the coffee cup to block her little face, and whispered to the beautiful girl next to her.

The delicate facial features of the beautiful girl were expressionless, and she looked a little cold, and when she heard Cui Xueli's voice, she looked at the three people in the corner of the café.

One of them has a full beard and can't see his facial features, which is indeed very much like a savage, especially the temperament that exudes from his body.

frowned, Zheng Xiujing's least favorite thing is this kind of person, very unstylish.

Although Zheng Xiujing is a man who likes personality, she will look a little exaggerated if she has personality and no style.

"It's none of our business, don't talk too much." Zheng Xiujing said softly, her tone was soft, very different from her cold temperament.

"Oh." Cui Xueli stuck out her tongue and continued to sip her coffee, "Why hasn't Vic's mother come yet." ”

"It should be soon." At the mention of that person's name, Zheng Xiujing's eyebrows showed a soft color, which was intoxicating.

"Vic Oni! Over here! As soon as the words fell, Cui Xueli jumped up and waved her hand.

Zheng Xiujing put down the magazine in her hand and turned her head to look.

Song Qian, who was wearing a scarf and a mask and a dark tweed coat, hurried over with two bags hanging on her hands.

"What did you buy?" Zheng Xiujing took the bag in Song Qian's hand and gave her a wet towel to signal her to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

"Faint to death, there are too many people on sale in the supermarket, so it's hard to grab a point, see if you like it." Song Qian wiped the sweat from her forehead, grabbed the lemon tea in front of Zheng Xiujing and took a big sip.

"It's a mango." Zheng Xiujing looked at the contents of the bag and smiled with crooked eyes.

"It's a mango again, it must have been bought for Xiujing again, Vic Oni died of eccentricity." Cui Shirley puffed out her cheeks and looked angry.

Song Qian pinched Cui Xueli's face, "It's not that I'm biased, it's that I can only grab mangoes every time I get a discount, next time I return to China, will I bring you longan." ”

Cui Xueli immediately smiled and began to be coquettish.

Looking at Cui Xueli's greasy coquettishness, Zheng Xiujing frowned slightly, and reached out to help Song Qian arrange her collar.

"Wait." Song Qian grabbed Zheng Xiujing's hand, but turned her head to the other side.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Xiujing looked over curiously and found that Song Qian also set her eyes on the three people in the corner.

"Vic Oni thinks that person is weird, hehe." Cui Shirley snickered.

"It's like, it's someone I know, you're waiting for me here." Song Qian patted the back of Zheng Xiujing's hand, got up and walked towards the corner.

Zheng Xiujing frowned slightly, holding the lemon tea in front of her and taking a sip.

"Oh my God, Vic Oni's acquaintance turned out to be that wild man!" Cui Shirley let out an exclamation.

Zheng Xiujing frowned subconsciously.

"President Choi, see you again." Song Qian walked to the corner and bowed to Cui Shien, but her eyes looked at Wang Luo.

"Oh? It's Miss Song, such a coincidence. Choi Se-eun got up and smiled.

"I saw you from afar, come and say hello, I hope it didn't bother you." Song Qian smiled, and Yu Guang glanced at Wang Luo, who was happily playing with his mobile phone.

After a few words of greeting with Cui Shien, Song Qian couldn't help but speak, and said to Wang Luo, "Do you remember me, this gentleman?" ”

I thought that since I grew a beard, I wouldn't be so attractive, but I didn't expect that it still couldn't hide my outstanding temperament, which is an annoying charm.

Wang Luo sighed in his heart.

Raising his head and looking at Song Qian, Wang Luo shook his head, "Beauty, although I would also like to see you somewhere, but I know that it is wrong to lie to people, do you want to keep your mobile phone number?" ”

Wang Luo said and shook the brand-new mobile phone in his hand.

"Okay." Song Qian readily agreed.

Liu Zaixun, who had been blushing and didn't dare to squeak, stared wide-eyed, and looked at the goddess in his mind in disbelief, asking for a phone call from Wang Luo like a savage.

Could it be that the taste of the goddess is very strong? Love hairy savages?

Wang Luo was also surprised, annoyed by his charm again, and handed the phone to Song Qian, "I'm honored, but you have to help me turn on the phone first, I didn't open this thing for ten minutes." ”

Song Qian's smile stiffened, and she skillfully pressed the boot button, "Oh, this is the boot button, just press this." ”

Wang Luo held his mobile phone and smiled happily from Song Qian, "I said that I would definitely meet an angel when I went out today, and I didn't expect it." ”

"Sir may have forgotten, you helped the angel get the bag back." Song Qian said with a smile.

Wang Luo was stunned.

"Oh? When did it happen? Cui Shien asked suddenly.

"Two years ago, when I was traveling with friends in Jeju Island, my backpack was robbed, although there was nothing valuable, but my ID card and passport were in it, and it would be more troublesome to lose it, but fortunately this gentleman was there." Song Qian smiled sweetly.

"Oh, Jeju Island, it's fate." Cui Shien smiled, "Just now, take this opportunity to introduce, Wang Luo, who will be responsible for your company's security work in the future, this is Song Qian, one of your protection objects, you can save a phone number for each other to facilitate contact." ”

Song Qian was stunned for a moment and stretched out her hand, "Mr. Wang Luo, hello." ”

"How are you, Miss Song Qian." Wang Luo got up and gently shook Song Qian's hand, "Wait, do you want to have a spicy tang together?" ”

Song Qian was stunned.

Covering his mouth and laughing.

"Okay."

Liu Zaixun wanted to cry without tears on the side, it was only a few minutes, and he ate spicy hot, how many yuan? Don't eat too expensive! Six bucks is enough.