The strongest security guard for a female president

Chapter 913 Selling Tickets
"Since you have seen it, let's watch it together." Bai Zifan said helplessly. It is said that the secret book is always kept secret. I didn't expect that things would happen one after another. Anyway, there are not many Wang Bingxue. Let her see it. It doesn't matter.

Wang Bingxue, who pursed her mouth and didn't look at it, sat directly on the other side of Bai Zifan, staring straight at the screen.

Glancing at her performance, Bai Zifan sighed helplessly, is it true that all women are so wrong?
With Bai Zifan and Xia Yongmei's reminders before, Wang Bingxue knew what these patterns represented, but Wang Bingxue, who spent most of her life eating, sleeping and losing her temper, was much worse than Xia Yongmei.

After starting to run the little qi and blood in the body, he couldn't bear the pain of qi and blood widening the meridians, and screamed directly.

"What are you doing!"

Hearing another questioning voice coming from the door, Bai Zifan didn't bother to look up, and said helplessly, "Should I install a security door in the future, no, I need to install a third floor, the kind that uses a vault."

"Stop talking nonsense and say, what are you doing!"

Faced with Kong Yanping's questioning at the door, Bai Zifan really didn't know how to explain himself. After all, Kong Yanping was not Wang Bingxue and Xia Yongmei, so he was not considered one of his own...

The hesitation of the three people made Kong Yanping's suspicion even more serious. The three people in the room stared straight at the computer. The scene was already too clear, and I didn't even need to ask Conan's ghost to guess what was going on.

"Actually, things are not what you think, why don't you come and see?" Wang Bingxue asked tentatively.

It's good that Wang Bingxue didn't speak, but when she spoke, Kong Yanping completely exploded, and said disdainfully: "I'm not as shameless as you! I came to ask, where is my costume? Why isn't it backstage?"

"Oh, at Uncle Li's place, the logistics will be delivered to him first, and I will ask him to deliver it to you now."

"As soon as possible." After leaving such a sentence, Kong Yanping didn't want to stay in this room full of that kind of atmosphere at all.

Seeing Kong Yanping's refusal to leave, Bai Zifan knew that the misunderstanding between the two would never be cleared up.

"By the way, if Kong Yanping doesn't come, I'll forget about it. In two days, it will be the time for the benefit performance, but we haven't got more than 40 tickets. The hall is adding private rooms. A total of 1000, [-] tickets have been prepared. , not even a fraction of the price, Bai Zifan, I leave this matter to you."

"Give me what?"

"What do you think? Of course it's selling tickets! All the ticket revenue from our charity performance this time is used for public welfare. You don't have such a sense of public morality, do you! Bai Zifan, you are a big man and you don't have any responsibility ! It really makes me look down on you!"

As for Wang Bingxue, who stands on the commanding heights and blames herself, Bai Zifan really wants to ask her whether she is anxious about not being able to contribute to public welfare undertakings or whether she is anxious about not being able to sell tickets for fear of losing face.

"And Xia Yongmei, when the charity performance starts, you must be by my side, lest too many distinguished guests come and you can't control your hands and feet."

"Wang Bingxue, I warn you, if you dare to say this in the future, I will scratch your face!"

"The mouth grows on me, I can say whatever I want!" After throwing such a harsh word, Wang Bingxue, who was afraid that Xia Yongmei would run away, ran away directly.

"Cough cough, Xia Yongmei, don't be angry, Wang Bingxue is a knife-mouthed bean curd heart, that..."

Before Bai Zifan could finish speaking, Xia Yongmei waved her hand and said impatiently: "Shut up! You don't want me to help, and I can't help you. You go out to sell tickets. I'll check the computer first."

Afraid that Bai Zifan would be entangled with him, Xia Yongmei stayed decisively holding the computer after speaking, leaving Bai Zifan alone in the room messy.

Ever since she made a plan to promote the charity show to the theater, Wang Bingxue began to sell tickets for the charity show. She tried everything, but in the end she only sold more than 40 tickets. Bai Zifan wanted to sell these worthless tickets. It is impossible to do something special.

The frowning Bai Zifan walked to the corridor, and saw Lin Guobing dragging the ground weakly, and he was worried about where he would take advantage of him, but he didn't expect Lin Guobing to take the initiative to send it to him.

Bai Zifan, a late-stage snobbish patient, immediately ran to Lin Guobing's side and said kindly, "Brother! Long time no see!"

"I'm also wondering, if you don't come back every day, and you don't dare to go to the toilet in the theater after you come back, we've met a long time ago." Lin Guobing said with a resentful face.

I was forced by my father to be sworn brothers with such an unreliable person as Bai Zifan, and even left myself here to do hard work, and my "good brother" was really "loyal enough" and sent himself directly to work in the bathroom. If it wasn't for Bai Zifan who really went to the bathroom, Lin Guobing would have dared to secretly pour sulfuric acid into the partition.

"Brother, is it a good experience to experience life here? You are also a part of the theater now. Are you going to help sell the tickets for our charity performance?"

"Bai Zifan, what do you think this is?" Lin Guobing asked, pointing to his head.

"Buckets? Elm lumps? Solid sarcoma?"

Seeing that Lin Guobing's face was getting uglier, Bai Zifan said with some embarrassment: "I think you must have a deep meaning in asking me this question at this time, so I have to develop my divergent thinking."

"You think too highly of me, this is my head, what's in it... Forget it, let me just say it, there is no water in it, I'm not stupid, don't ask me to help, usually there are no audience, I can relax If you really get thousands of people, wouldn't I be exhausted?"

Shaking his head, Bai Zifan said earnestly: "As long as you can help sell all the tickets, I promise, I will transfer you to be the doorman."

"Is there a doorman in our theater?"

"No, so being a doorman means you don't have to do anything."

Hearing Bai Zifan's words, Lin Guobing said suspiciously: "You will be so kind to me?"

"We are brothers, can I make you suffer?"

"I can promise you, but let me be clear first, don't call me brother anymore. With a brother like you, I've been unlucky for eight lifetimes." Lin Guobing gritted his teeth, with a bitter and bitter expression on his face Said.

After the two parties reached a consensus, Lin Guobing took Bai Zifan to a high-end club, which was also an important stronghold for the dudes in Donghai City, and some of them were waiting for Bai Zifan to slaughter them.

(End of this chapter)