Chapter 857: Be a bodyguard at the presidential palace

The female clerk was like an ice cave, and a basin of ice-cold water poured down her head.
She felt cold all over her body, to the bone.
She knelt on the ground with her legs soft and weak, losing strength.
"Manager Meng, I was wrong. Please give me another chance. I can't live without this job. My family members count on my job to maintain daily life. My unsuspecting brother, because of a bet, I gambled all the money at home. My parents prefer boys to girls and tried all kinds of methods, pretending to be crazy, pretending to be sick, and pretending to be dead. The opportunity to deceive all my money... If I don’t have this job, I will immediately drink Northwest Wind what."
Store Manager Meng glanced at her contemptuously and smiled coldly.
"Really? Then you are really miserable, but...what does it have to do with me?"
The female clerk's eyes flashed with despair.
She raised her head and looked at Wen Muchu hopefully.
"Sir... I was wrong, can I apologize to this lady? I can't live without this job..."
Wen Muchu gently pursed his lips, all of this, in the final analysis, is just the person who takes the blame.
People, being poor is not terrible. What's terrible is that because of the great resentment and dissatisfaction in the heart, she has terrible fangs and faces for those who are better than her.
If so, they are just a pair of ordinary lovers, without power, power, money, and status.
So tonight, do you deserve to be humiliated and left out by her?
He felt that this man had nothing to sympathize with.
poor person must have something mean.
So he replied very coldly.
"Our relationship doesn't seem to be good enough to allow me to intercede for you? Besides, you just humiliated my girlfriend's account, and I haven't settled it yet."
The female clerk's eyes were full of despair, her face pale and bloodless.
Finished, she was completely finished.
Store Manager Meng secretly observed Wen Muchu's expression, and she knew that this master could not spare the female salesperson today.
She sighed slightly, raised her hand to swing, and called two people.
"You drag her out immediately, from now on, you are not allowed to let her in..."
Manager Meng, no matter what he talks about, he has a vigorous attitude.
As soon as her voice fell, the two bodyguards immediately came in and dragged the female clerk out of the store.
The female clerk cried desperately, but she couldn't save Manager Meng's change of heart.
Shopkeeper Meng's eyes flashed a little dark, and then carefully glanced at Wen Mu Chu.
Seeing Wen Muchu's expression as usual, without much emotional ups and downs, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
This must not be offended.
In the entire S Empire, there are many people surnamed Wen, and not many people may be related to President Wen Zhihua.
Although he didn't elaborate on his identity on the card, just serving in the place where President Wen belongs, it is like having a gold medal for immunity.
Manager Meng looked at the person who had disappeared. She curled her lips and smiled at Wen Muchu and Lan Xiao.
"Mr. Wen, please forgive me for the lack of hospitality... This time you and this little beauty are all spared... Not only that, but I also let Tao Huajin, the most famous and professional stylist in our store. Tonight, just for you..."
Wen Muchu turned his head and looked at Lan Xiao, smiling and asking in a low voice, "Are you still angry?"
Lan Xiao glanced at Manager Meng, and was quite satisfied with her attitude of admitting mistakes and her resolute style of doing things.
If not, she really wants to change stores.
To say angry is a bit, but for a small part, can she say it is because of Wen Muchu?
Because Wen Muchu has no face and skin, did he create the picture like this?
Lan Xiao smiled at the store manager Meng: "Store manager Meng, it doesn’t matter if the bill is free. We can afford to spend and don’t care about the money at all. However, I think the store manager Meng’s proposal is very good. You'd better clear the market tonight. , Don’t let others disturb us.

Manager Meng's eyes met Lan Xiao, and she gently responded with a polite smile.
"Well, since this lady said so, I have unconditional respect."
These two looked like they were not ordinary people, they weren't the masters of poor money at all, and she didn't want to stand in stalemate with each other because of this, and she agreed very kindly.
After that, store manager Meng's action ability fully proved the four words of vigorous and resolute, she directly let the store staff clear the market.
In addition, all the guests who made reservations tonight also let the clerk cancel the itinerary of others one by one.
After half an hour, no other customers were seen in the store.
All the employees in the store circled Lan Xiao.
The Tao Hua stylist showed respect to Lan Xiao all night, and selected the dresses very professionally according to Lan Xiao's requirements.
Manager Meng was in the town personally and accompanied the whole journey.
Faced with such a dramatic change, Lan Xiao knew more or less that all of this was related to the business card Wen Muchu showed up.
She guessed that Wen Muchu's business card would definitely not indicate that he was Wen Zhihuai's only child.
So, what is written on the business card?
Lan Xiao was very curious.
During this period, Lan Xiao took the time to ask Wen Muchu's business card.
Wen Muchu smiled faintly, stretched out his hand and squeezed her nose.
Immediately, he took out his business card.
Lan Xiao took it and took a look, her eyes lighted up slightly.
"Presidential palace bodyguard? Chu Chu, when did you become a bodyguard, why don't I know?"
Wen Muchu smiled softly and whispered back.
"Our mission in the base was successfully completed, that is, I have officially joined the Raptors. The first mission that instructor Shen gave me was to go to the presidential palace as a bodyguard..."
Hearing this, Lan Xiao's expression inevitably became complicated.
"Go to the presidential palace as a bodyguard? Chu Chu...You are the long-lost son of the president... Is it the first time to enter the presidential palace as a bodyguard?"
This president’s son can’t be a bodyguard and enter the presidential palace?
She felt awkward what she thought.
Lan Xiao couldn't figure it out for a while, what did he mean?
There was a faint dim light across Wen Muchu's eyes, and he squinted slightly.
"It's better to be targeted in the dark than in the light..."
Lan Xiao's heart trembled slightly, and she clenched Wen Muchu's palm.
"Could it be that the presidential palace is still emerging?"
"President, who doesn't want it? This fight is no less than the fight for the throne in ancient times..." Wen Muchu sneered.
As far as he is concerned, he does not have much idea about the position of president.
However, that person used his life to lose almost everything before he got the presidency.
Once he resigns as president, he will face endless killings.
Without the support of the next new president, that person is at stake.
Although, he didn't want to care about that person, but who made the blood flowing in him come from that person.