Chapter 57

An Ning grabbed her underwear and returned to the bedroom, her lungs were about to explode. As the president of An's Group, no one in the group was respectful to her, even the outsiders were respectful.

But just now, Chen Yang actually teased her, which was simply unacceptable to her.

"His character is too bad, I must never keep him by my side."

An Ning said angrily, and grabbed the underwear at hand. Although she knew that Chen Yang hadn't touched it, she still threw it into the trash can, and never planned to wear it again.

Taking out the phone, An Ning called Ren Xiaojian. After connecting, she said with a serious face, "Xiaojian, what kind of bodyguard did you introduce to me, and you said he was a master? He is a rascal at all."

"Mr. An, what's wrong with Brother Yang?"

Hearing Ren Xiaojian's question, An Ning was stunned for a moment. Only then did she realize that Chen Yang hadn't really done anything other than make a few standard jokes.

But the words had already been spoken, An Ning didn't bother to explain, and said coldly: "In short, I can't accept such a person as my bodyguard, you can help me find another reliable person... OK, let him stay by my side for the time being. You have to give me an answer tomorrow night. Otherwise, I will drive him away tomorrow night. "

After hanging up the phone, An Ning felt better, and said to herself, "It's just tomorrow, and that rascal can't do anything."

...

Chen Yang drove a Maserati and became An Ning's part-time driver. Although he drove very smoothly, his speed was very fast, which made An Ning turn pale with fright, but he didn't want to show weakness in front of him, so he had to bear it all the time.

After a while, the car arrived under the office building of An's Group, but it was unexpectedly blocked in traffic, and the car could only drive slowly.

Just when the Maserati stopped still, there was a loud clang beside the car, and the two turned their heads to see that an old man carrying a burden had wiped the door of the car.

Although the Maserati was blocked at this time and did not move, under the relative force, the old man was unsteady on his feet and was still hung on the ground. The pole on his shoulder fell, and the sweet potatoes inside rolled to the ground, falling everywhere on the road. yes.

The already congested road became impassable because of this minor traffic accident. Many car owners got out of their cars to see what was going on.

"Damn it, President Maserati, look at this wheel, it's high-end. This car costs two million."

"This old man actually scratched the paint on the Maserati's car. Repairing this piece of paint on the door panel will cost at least a few thousand, maybe tens of thousands."

"Look at the poor look of this old man, this is the rhythm of losing his family."

Hearing these words, the old man who fell on the ground was already dumbfounded. He may not be able to earn thousands of dollars a year as a sweet potato seller. How can he afford to compensate others now.

"It's over, it's over."

In desperation, the old man burst into tears and panicked, not knowing what to do.

Tremblingly, he took out a handful of bills from his pocket, sat on the ground and counted them, but after counting and counting, there were only a few dozen yuan.

Looking at this appearance, everyone knows that this old man is not a prodigy at least.

Seeing the pitiful look of the old man, An Ning sighed, and didn't intend to pursue it. She said to Chen Yang in the driver's seat, "Forget it, let him go."

As soon as she finished speaking, An Ning realized that there was no one in the driver's seat, the door was open, and Chen Yang got out of the car at some point.

While watching the poor old man from the crowd, I saw a young man getting out of the car, ran up to the old man in a panic, pressed the old man who was about to stand up on the ground, and said in horror: "Master, are you okay?" , you must be okay, what's wrong with you? What, your leg is broken?"

The people around are all embarrassed. They clearly want to stand up, but you still hold them down. What do you want to do?

Just when everyone was puzzled, the young man took out a bundle of banknotes from his trouser pocket, stuffed them into the old man's hand, and said, "Look, you can't even stand up with this leg. This is for your medical expenses. You Don't rely on me..."

Seeing this, the people around were stunned, your car didn't move, the old man scratched the car, and you actually paid him back, and judging by the thickness, it would cost at least 10,000, you are stupid.

The old man held the money in his hand, his face was blank, his wrist trembled, and he said: "Little brother, I will..."

"What, you think it's too little."

The young man exclaimed, took out two stacks of hundred-yuan bills from his pocket, and stuffed them into the old man's hand: "I only have so much, don't try to rely on me."

After finishing speaking, the young man didn't wait for everyone to react, Fei Ye seemed to run into the Maserati, started it, and drove forward slowly.

The scene was silent for a while. After Maserati drove 100 meters, he realized that a group of people chased after him.

"Fuck, don't try to run, I'm going to scratch your car paint."

"I smashed your headlight, so you have to give me a hundred or two hundred thousand."

"Lord, don't go, please hit me!"

Fortunately, it was only 100 meters away from the Anshi Group's office building. Maserati turned a corner and entered the underground parking lot, only to get rid of the "chasing soldiers" behind it.

At this time, the old man was sitting in the middle of the road, with tears in his eyes, looking at the thick banknotes in his hand, and murmured: "Bodhisattva bless you, I begged you for so many years, today I finally met the boy of good fortune."

After the Maserati stopped, An Ning looked at Chen Yang with puzzled eyes, and couldn't help asking, "Why did you do that just now?"

Chen Yang turned around and said seriously: "You still don't thank me, if I hadn't given the money to settle the matter, not only me, the driver, would suffer, but you, the owner of the vehicle, would also be jointly and severally responsible, and you might even go to jail. You have to know that these old men are not easy to settle down now."

Seeing the solemn expression on Chen Yang's face, An Ning couldn't help laughing, and then said with a straight face: "The old man just now didn't look like a touch of porcelain, and you spent too much money."

Chen Yang smiled and said, "You don't understand that, it's because of his good acting skills."

There was a charming smile on the corner of An Ning's mouth, and he was noncommittal to Chen Yang's words, but suddenly felt that the young man in front of him was very sunny and had a very good heart.

At this moment, Chen Yang said abruptly: "I spent the money during my mission to protect you. When the mission is over, you will have to reimburse me."

Upon hearing this, An Ning's fondness for Chen Yang disappeared immediately. She didn't care about the tens of thousands of dollars, but felt that Chen Yang's actions were too shameless.

"No, don't tell me I have to reimburse you for spending money at will? You're too thick-skinned." An Ning snorted coldly, opened the door and got out of the car, and walked towards the elevator.

Chen Yang smiled, and didn't care about An Ning's contempt at all. He stuck his head out of the car window and yelled at An Ning, "I'm driving to touch up the paint, and you have to reimburse me for the money."