Manoeuvre

Chen Feng looked at the flustered Vice President, glanced at him in disdain, then turned around and left. Qin Yahan's face had a look of disappointment, Chen Feng felt uncomfortable inside and slowly walked up to ask: "What's wrong?"

Qin Ya Han shook her head. No matter what the problem was, she seemed to prefer to carry it on by herself.

Chen Feng smiled helplessly, and slowly walked forward, putting his arm around Qin Ya Han's shoulder as if nothing had happened, and slowly said: "He's just eating and waiting for death, you don't need to keep him, you just drive him, if no one can replace you, I think I can do it for you, for a bit, with a salary of three hundred thousand, I'll definitely be moved to tears."

With an impatient expression on her face, she pushed the people around her away and coldly said, "It's good that you're your bodyguard. One hundred thousand yuan a month is enough for you."