"Ma Qiao, I want to ask how much your income is?"

"Uh...... This one...... That one...... Actually, I don't know, it depends on the number of students I enroll. Ma Qiao said embarrassedly.

"Oh, it's not necessarily whether you make money or not."

"Uh...... Right! Ma Qiao felt that in front of a person like Yi Haitian, there was really no need to take care of face to answer questions.

"Oh, then you see if this will work, I hired you to be a bodyguard for my daughter Yimi, with a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, are you willing?" Yi Haitian said very seriously!

"Huh?" Ma Qiao felt that he had taken a hard breath and almost swallowed his tongue in surprise. "No, you can't."

"Are you dissatisfied with your salary?"

"Huh? No, no! For Ma Qiao, the monthly salary of 10,000 is already astronomical, which is much more than what he can earn when he goes to enrollment, he is very satisfied with the salary, what he is not satisfied with is his kung fu, his three punches and two kicks are able to fight with street gangsters, if he encounters a professional killer, maybe he will run for his life.

"You are exalting me too much, my kung fu is not good as a bodyguard."

"Haha......"

"I said you can do it, I value your character, you can help strangers at all costs, I believe you will better protect Imy, in fact, Immy wants you to protect her."

"Imm?"

Yi Haitian nodded.

"But I ......"

"Actually, you just need to pick her up and drop her off from school, and the rest of the time, you can go about your own business."

|“ Part-time bodyguard? ”

"How?"

"Well, since you think I can do it, I'd better be respectful."

"Great......" Imi pushed the door in, shouting happily in circles, startling both Yi Haitian and Ma Qiao.

"You kid, how can you eavesdrop on our conversation!"

"Dad, I really want to know the outcome of your conversation!"

"It's rude."

"Hey, thank you, Dad!"

"Are you happy now?"

"Hmm!"

Looking at the happy conversation between the two men, Ma Qiao smiled awkwardly, it turned out that he had fallen into the bureau designed by the two men.

"Ma Qiao, you also saw it, Imy really wants you to protect her, I'm also very happy, it's rare that Imi has someone he likes, ...... don't I mean a bodyguard." Yi Haitian said with great relief.

"I'll try to protect her!"

"I believe in you! You go back and get ready, and start your mission on Monday. ”

"So fast!" Ma Qiao blurted out.

"yes, because Imy really needs protection."

Ma Qiao thought for a while and said, "Okay! ”

Imi smiled and winked at Ma Qiao, who coughed awkwardly.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door that broke their happy atmosphere, "Grandpa Fu must have arranged for someone to buy back the clothes." ”

Imy opened the door happily, "Thank you, Grandpa Fu!" ”

Yimi walked to Ma Qiao with his clothes in his arms, gestured the clothes on him and said, "It's really suitable!" ”

Maqiao is embarrassed.

"You go and change out of your bloody clothes, it looks weird and scary." Imi said, pointing to the blood stains on Ma Qiao's body.

Ma Qiao nodded, took his clothes and went back to his room.

He tried to remember all this, it all happened so suddenly, completely beyond his imagination, he never expected that he would be able to fight on his own to eat.

Thinking of living in such a house, Ma Qiao suddenly felt that he was dreaming, thinking about Gu Yunqian, how to tell her, suddenly not living with her, let's tell the truth!

Ma Qiao went downstairs and prepared to go to Gu Yunqian.

As soon as he reached the door, Imi rushed out of the room and said, "Maqiao, do you want to go?" ”

"Yes, see you tomorrow night!"

"Okay, I'll send you! Taxis are hard to come across here. Yimi said and shook the key in his hand.

Ma Qiao had no choice but to nod, he saw that Imy was smiling brightly, it was hard for him to imagine that this ghost girl also needed someone to protect her?

A red Porsche stopped in front of the bridge and said, "Get in the car, handsome man!" ”

"Yours?"

"Yes, but I don't like to open it, but fortunately, you will open it in the future." Imi was relieved.

"Shenma? Let me drive this car? "Ma Qiao doesn't like this delicate red very much, and if you use potatoes, you just don't like this virgin red.

Yimi's eyes rolled and he heard Ma Qiao's dissatisfaction, "Ahem, how can you drive this car, you are going to drive another car." ”