Chapter 118：

After Jing Yuan sent Jiang Shining, he went to his company again.

In order to commend the company's strong and elite strength, the front desk of his company is staffed by trainees in shifts. They wear a black uniform and sit in front of them.

When the front desk students saw Jing Yuan coming in, they immediately showed two rows of white teeth that were inconsistent with the elite tough guys.

"Boss, you are here!"

"How many times have you said don't call me the boss."

From Jingyuan to every subordinate and student under his staff, they all revealed the momentum of "Do you want to get slashed?" They also called the boss, don’t let others think that their bodyguard company was organized to act as a facade. , It's a lot of misunderstanding.

"Yes, boss!" The student quickly changed his words, "Ms. Wang, instructor Chen is here."

Chen Tanliang? Shouldn't he go to the headquarters of Shengge Group to find Chen Sheng to meet every weekend?

Chu Jingyuan walked into the company, passed a group of students who greeted him, and finally arrived at his office.

Chen Tanliang was indeed inside.

He didn’t change into a black instructor uniform today, but was wearing a dark blue pinstripe handmade suit. The tie he wore turned out to have a golden gilt edge. At first glance, he was in the state of meeting Chen Sheng, because Chen Sheng basically Will take him to meet people from all walks of life every once in a while.

Jing Yuan glanced at his watch. He returned after sending Jiang Shining. It was already ten o'clock. Looking at Chen Tanliang's costume, he raised his eyebrows.

"Have you gone already, or did you not go?"

Chen Tanliang swept him up and down, and gave him a white look, but relaxed a little.

"Mom didn't say about you?" He said, "Did you say he was going to beat you again."

"No."

"Oh." Chen Tanliang sighed, looking quite disappointed.

"Hey, what do you mean?" Jing Yuan raised an eyebrow in dissatisfaction. "Do you really want me to be beaten?"

"Yeah, I am disappointed that you weren't beaten."

Chen Tanliang also looked down at his watch. Chen Sheng is a scene person, and Jing Yuan is relatively low-key compared to him. This watch was given by Chen Sheng, with a suite on top. He was also forced to bring it, or he would be embarrassed.

"Are you in a hurry?" Jing Yuan said, "Do you need to go to Shengge Group today?"

"It's a bit in a hurry." Chen Tanliang put down his hands and raised his head again. "What did you two say? Did mom blame you?"

Jing Yuan originally wanted to say something, but he stopped and raised his head, and those deep pool-like eyes looked at Chen Tanliang.

"...You didn't come here to wait for me because you were worried that I would be scolded?" He said in disbelief.

"Of course not." Chen Tanliang looked indifferent, "A trip to Shengge Group was originally what I planned to do."

"What are you doing here?"

Chen Tanliang's lips moved, but he didn't answer immediately, as if he didn't think about how to say it.

After a few seconds, he said, "Let me see if these students are lazy."

Jing Yuan laughed.

"Let's see if they are lazy?" he repeated.

Chen Tanliang suddenly became a little annoyed, he stood up and gave Chu Jingyuan a white look.

"Too lazy to care about you, I have to go."

Just as Chen Tanliang wanted to leave, Chu Jingyuan grabbed his arm at a staggering distance.

"What time do you want to arrive?"

"Ten forty."

It's ten ten ten now. It takes 30 minutes to get from here to Shengge Group even if there is no traffic jam. If there is a traffic jam and wait for two traffic lights, Chen Tanliang is already properly late.

"I'll send you off." Jing Yuan said.

Before Chen Tanliang could react, Jing Yuan had already stepped out of the office before him. Chen Tanliang followed, he was a little strange.

"If there is a traffic jam, what is the difference between my own driving and your driving?" Chen Tanliang didn't understand what Jing Yuan thought.

Chu Jingyuan ignored him, and the two went to the garage behind. As soon as the rolling door opened, Jingyuan walked in and pulled off a large piece of black plastic cloth on the side-inside was a huge, black car. Harley-Davidson.

Jing Yuan turned his head to look at Chen Tanliang, and he spread his hands.

"Do you still want to ride a Harley?"

Chen Tanliang laughed blankly after being surprised. Isn't he the first president to ride a motorcycle to work?

Jing Yuan took a helmet and handed it to Chen Tanliang, and he also took one. The two put on helmets and then sat on Harley.

With a roar, Halley roared and left.

Chu Jingyuan's understanding of P City exceeded Chen Tanliang's imagination.

The first meeting was two years ago. Two people with completely different identities and positions gathered together because of a common goal. At the end of the mission, Chu Jingyuan took him through the remote towns of Country M in this way, as if he was familiar with every piece of land there.

Now, even if there is no need for life danger and vigilance, Chu Jingyuan still seems to know the whole city well. He easily planned out the shortest shortcut.

The wind whizzed past the helmet, and the scenery on both sides quickly retreated.

How amazing this world is. This is the second time Chen Tanliang and Chu Jingyuan ride on a motorcycle, but the relationship between the two has changed.

A year ago, Chen Tanliang couldn't believe that he and this guy were raised by the same mother. now……? Barely used to it.

Jing Yuan drove as wild as he himself. Not only did he take short cuts, he was a little lost when Chen Tanliang came to Chen Tanliang. Finally, the motorcycle drove forward and hung in the air for a few seconds, and then he stepped down directly from more than 30 steps. NS.

This car is driving, so hi! It is estimated that most people are afraid to sit.

After Jing Yuan got down from the pedestrian steps, he added a handful of oil. He drove forward a few hundred meters and then flicked his tail. Chen Tanliang could not see anything clearly when he heard Jing Yuan's voice.

"arrive."

As soon as Chen Tanliang looked up, weren't they in the square in front of the Shengge Group Building?

It may be that Jing Yuan is too high-profile from people to driving, and he roars all the way, and many people are looking here. Two other security guards are running from the door, and it is estimated that the square is not allowed to let motorcycles up.

Chen Tanliang lowered his head and glanced at the time-it was only ten thirty, and he had arrived a while earlier.

"Send you directly to the main entrance?" Jing Yuan asked.

"No need..." Before the words were finished, Halley had already roared again, and Chen Tanliang reluctantly supported Jing Yuan again.

As soon as Jing Yuan put on the gas, he continued towards the entrance of Shengge Group. At the same time, a luxury car stopped at the entrance. As soon as Chen Sheng got off the car, he heard the roar of the motorcycle. He raised his head and was guarded by the bodyguard at the same time. live.

"Protect the president!" The bodyguards thought some bad guy came to rob.

Unexpectedly, in the tension of everyone, the dark shadow on the opposite side got closer and closer, and the last flick of dazzling skills stopped.

Only then did I see that the two people in this wild racing car were actually wearing gentle suits.

Chen Tanliang got down from the back seat, took off his helmet, and drew his hair casually. He turned around and saw Chen Sheng's face just among the layers of bodyguards.

"Such a coincidence?" Chen Tanliang greeted calmly.

Chen Sheng: "..."

He didn't know that his son still had such a wild heart. Looking behind him again, the one driving the motorcycle is Chu Jingyuan?

At this moment, Chen Sheng's secretary saw that it was Chen Tanliang, and immediately let the bodyguards disperse, and saw two security guards coming from the direction of Jingyuan, panting.

Chen Sheng originally thought that if it was Chen Tanliang who had come to send him to Chu Jingyuan, he could just use an excuse to invite him to a meal. Now Shengge and Xuanyuan are closely related. Chu Jingyuan was once again an emperor in his previous life. Although he is now an ordinary bodyguard company, he might want to start a side business anytime. At that time, it may fly into the sky, and it may be a good thing to get acquainted with each other in advance.

As a result, he saw Chu Jingyuan's **** and his **** joined together, and the other fingers made a fist, pressed his helmet, and flicked it out again, a playful salute.

"The boss remembers to give a good review when he is free."

——God **** a motorcycle driver pretending to be a Tata taxi! Is there a driver who rides a global limited edition Harley to see off passengers? This trip is not enough for gas.

Unexpectedly, Chen Tanliang kept his indifferent expression and said, "No, the driver has a bad attitude. I want to give a bad review."

Chu Jingyuan:? Is something okay, little man?

"Bah!" Chu Jingyuan acted his upper body and said loudly, "It's a great deal to have a little money? It's really not open to bother a rich man like you."

... before you scold the rich, can you hide your motorcycle that is equivalent to a luxury car before talking? The minds of those who were knowledgeable at the scene couldn't help but slander. Is this how the rich make jokes?

After Jingyuan Map fired himself, he increased the throttle and rode away on the limited customized Harley motorcycle amidst the roar, leaving a mysterious and unrestrained back.

Chen Tanliang hooked the corner of his mouth, but when he turned around, he switched to the appearance of an elite president in a second. He glanced at Chen Sheng and nodded.

"Mr. Chen, go in."

After Chu Jingyuan sent Chen Tanliang off, he was also very happy. He hasn't been out to ride a motorcycle for a long time.

Riding a motorcycle and running a cat may be two of his obvious pleasures.

He simply rode to the outskirts and got a quick ride.

After dragging the cat, life is simply beautiful.

The author has something to say: I remember that Guo Qilin’s father is happy?

Do you think rich people are happy?

The happiness of the rich is beyond your imagination ←_←

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It feels like the author’s hair is becoming scarce, and life is too cruel (light a cigarette)

Have you all entered the sage mode where your sons are all up? Wake up, duck! If you don't recover, it will be over spicy! You will lose the opportunity to praise me under this article. Spicy quq (no)