Urban God-level Bodyguard

Zhang Xingyun is baffled, when will I be lost? Also, what good strategy do I have? What’s this all about?

Did the other party see anything? But since you can see it, why dare you to bet?

In Qu Guanyi’s eyes, the current Zhang Xingyun is completely a rich young man. In order to pursue Mo Xixue, he would not hesitate to bend himself as the opponent’s bodyguard.

What is the salary of a bodyguard, it is estimated that you will be a bodyguard for a lifetime, and I am afraid that you will not earn the money on these checks until you die.

“Do you mind showing me the phone?” Zhang Xingyun said to Hu Yingxiu.

“No.” Hu Yingxiu refused without hesitation: “Although you can take out the check, who knows if it is all waste paper, and the bank owner above is not in your name. It doesn’t matter whether the money can be withdrawn. It’s a problem. And, how do I know if you’re a liar, really give it to you, and what if you come back and become fake?”

This woman was still sharp-eyed, and it was immediately clear that the name of the head of the household on the check was not Zhang Xingyun. At this time, Qu Guanyi looked at it seriously, and his face was suddenly stunned.

Well, how many rich people does this guy know? The name on every check is almost different!

“Dad, why would Mu Mu take out the check? It seems that he is really rich!”

Mo Xixue asked Mo Qingyun on the side in a low voice.

She wondered, Zhang Xingyun doesn’t look like a rich person, and if he is a rich person, how could he come to their house as a bodyguard?

Is this money Zhang Xingyun earned these days? Mo Xixue couldn’t believe it.

“Maybe he got someone else’s check?”

Mo Qingyun was not so surprised. After all, there were rumors before that Zhang Xingyun was the next Golden Sun boss!

But I was afraid that my daughter would think too much, so I just prevaricate.

Mo Xixue thought for a while, and some agreed with her father, if Zhang Xingyun was really rich, she wouldn’t be afraid of deducting his salary.

Well, so, those checks must not belong to Zhang Xingyun! Mo Xixue thought of this, and finally breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

“Are you trying to shame?” Zhang Xingyun said coldly, and then played with a fruit knife.

Hu Yingxiu immediately closed her mouth in fright, but there was a handful stick beside her.

“Well, I happen to know a few people on these checks, I’ll call and ask.” Qu Guanyi said.

“Yes, yes…Call and ask, if it’s true, I can let you touch my phone!” Hu Yingxiu also said repeatedly.

Zhang Xingyun put away the fruit knife, indicating that he was tacitly aware.

Qu Guanyi took out his mobile phone, searched for the phone, and then broadcasted it directly.

“Hey, is that Dean Li’an Pingli?”

“It’s okay, just want to ask, do you know someone named Zhang Xingyun?”

“Oh…did you ever give him a check…it’s the five million one…yes…oh, okay, okay…that’s bothering me.”

Qu Guanyi hung up the phone.

“Mom, show him the phone.” Qu Guanyi said to Hu Yingxiu.

“The check is real?” Hu Yingxiu asked.

“Well, the five million one is true, and the others should not be faked.” Qu Guanyi glanced at Zhang Xingyun and hummed softly: “This guy seems to have good connections, but after all, connections are just connections. If it doesn’t work, That still doesn’t work!”

After hearing what his son said, Hu Yingxiu had to reluctantly hand over the phone to Zhang Xingyun.

Zhang Xingyun took it over, the phone screen was still bright, Zhang Xingyun glanced at it casually and suddenly looked strange.

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