Strongest Guard

When he walked out of the building, Lee Nanfang suddenly thought of this phrase.    

Bei Tai, who was originally meant to prevent tyres from breaking, had now become a man. Or a substitute who was used to heal psychological trauma after a woman failed to pursue the one she loved.    

Every spare man had a sad history that he didn't want to talk about — it was like spending the same money and buying things that others used and didn't want to talk about.    

Lee Nanfang never had the awareness to be a spare tire for others. If you want, you have to be the best, be it items or women.    

However, when the heavens allowed him to always meet someone of nobility, they also arranged for him to continuously play the role of a spare tire.    

He was Yue Zitong's spare, Aunt Yue's favorite man was Holan Fusu, and it must be the same for now. Only after being kicked did they realize how good he was. They took the initiative to put down their noble status to accept him.    

He was Loong Chengcheng's spare tire. If she wasn't injured by Yue Qingke, with her status, how could she have gone to the Jindi Club and gotten pregnant with Lee Nanfang's child?    

Now, he was Hua Yeshen's backup.    

Hua Yeshen had pursued an outstanding man for many years, but she was always rejected. This was why she decided to indulge herself in anger and give herself to Lee Nanfang by chance.    

Lee Nanfang felt that the reason why Hua Yeshen treated him so well was mostly because she treated him as a spare. She gave him her feelings for that man, assuming that he was that man.    

If that man in the future showed the intention of accepting Hua Yeshen, she would definitely kick Lee Nanfang at once and throw herself into that person's embrace.    

For example, when Holan Fusu came to find Yue Zitong at this time to get back on good terms with her, Lee Nanfang was sure that his aunt was singing in her dreams and had long forgotten who her little nephew was.    

Without a doubt, all the women who have a spare tire are the best. For those who have those crooked dates, it would be great if they could have a man. What qualifications do they have to have a spare tire?    

Bei Tai?    

Hehe.    

Lee Nanfang walked to the center of the compound and looked up with a silent smile. He looked at an SUV beside him. Behind the SUV was a comic cartoon with a clown painted on it. It was looking at him with a smile.    

This made him feel that he was being mocked. He could not help but walk over and bend over to grab the Military Thorn, wanting to pierce a hole in Bei Tai's body.    

Those with backbone would rather die with a disgraced reputation than be a spare tire.    

Beep, beep. A soft sound came from outside the courtyard.    

It was Yue Zitong.    

Aunt Yue drove to the Bureau of Integrity Promotion as if her life depended on it and finally got in front of Loong Chengcheng. Aunt Yue drove to the Bureau of Integrity Promotion as if she didn't care for her life as she finally got in front of Loong Chengcheng.    

Along the way, Director Yue had caused a total of 14 traffic accidents, 3 retrograde accidents and 5 red lights. As for the small errors like suppressing the real line, they were countless.    

Fortunately, no one was injured because of her, so it could be said that God took care of her.    

The traffic police took care of her.    

If it had been anyone else, the police car would have been screaming, and several armed policemen would have ordered her to put her head in her hands, climb on top of the car, and stick her ass out — if she dared to disobey, then don't blame her brothers for being impolite.    

The reputation of a hero finally played its part. Director Zhangzheng personally called and after listening to her explanation of the urgent matter, he asked her tactfully, "Can you compensate the car owner for the losses that she has caused?"    

As long as she could take down the Lin City factory, not to mention making Director Yue compensate her for the losses, even if all the car owners were to exchange for new cars, she would still be willing.    

Afraid that the police car would come after her and try to get Loong Chengcheng's attention, Yue Zitong drove the car out and hid in front of the door.    

Under Director Zhang's pursuit of power, Director Yue had successfully escaped punishment. Just as he settled this matter, he saw Lee Nanfang walk out and stop in front of an SUV. Lee Nanfang had an interested expression on his face as he bent down and looked down at the displacement of the SUV.    

"Damn, what is the point of this? If you like this kind of car, just give it a try. Why are you drooling over it? "    

Aunt Yue felt embarrassed by Little Nephew's lack of experience. She pressed her horn and urged him to hurry over to get down to business.    

She didn't know Lee Nanfang's true thoughts at that time, but it also reminded him that destroying other people's property without permission was a disgraceful violation of the law, and was very inconsistent with his current boss' image.    

He could only give up and spit at the car.    

"Hurry, hurry and get on the carriage. Close the door, and leave this place of conflict to think of other things! "    

After urging Lee Nanfang to hurry up and get on the car, Yue Zitong immediately started the car and sped off.    

After turning at the intersection in front of them, she put her car close to the side and impatiently asked, "Is it done?"    

Lee Nanfang did not say anything, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Then he rolled down the window and turned his head to look outside.    

Yue Zitong's heart sank. "What, she … she found out that it was me who mixed in?" "We're late, or are we going back on our word and not going to do anything for you?"    

Lee Nanfang shook his head and still didn't say anything.    

Yue Zitong panicked. She turned her body sideways and wrapped her arms around his neck, cracking his head, forcing him to turn around. "What do you mean by shaking his head? What's the matter, speak up for me."    

"Bei Tai!"    

"Bei Tai? "What spare tire?"    

Yue Zitong was baffled.    

Looking into her eyes, Lee Nanfang asked, "In your heart, am I the spare tire after you have been dumped by Holan Fusu?"    

Yue Zitong's expression changed drastically as she asked coldly, "What do you mean?"    

"Nothing."    

Lee Nanfang smiled and said, "All of a sudden, I feel like I'm a spare tire. Unless something happens to other tyres, I will be remembered and used. "    

Releasing her arms around his neck, Yue Zitong bit her lips and said, "Lee Nanfang, just say what you want. Don't beat around the bush anymore. It's boring."    

"It's nothing. It's just that I'm not used to it and I don't want to be a spare."    

"F * ck you, Bei Tai!"    

Yue Zitong was angered and slapped the steering wheel fiercely, scolding, "Are you f * cking a human with a pig's head? If I just treat you as a spare tire, I will go to Beijing to help you – ha, ha, ha, not bad, in my heart, you are a spare tire. Use it when you need it. "There's no need, just hang it up high."    

The stubbornness deep in her bones once again spurred Yue Zitong to start speaking untruthfully.    

This time, Lee Nanfang was not angry. It was because he suddenly felt bored. Even if others treated him as a spare, so what? He had never been like Bei Tai who would use his hot face to touch someone's cold butt.    

Besides, even if he was a spare tire, he was still a high-quality spare tire. No matter if it was Yue Zitong, Loong Chengcheng, or Hua Yeshen, they were all outstanding women.    

"Don't be angry, I just suddenly got emotional and started playing around."    

Lee Nanfang took out an envelope from his pocket and threw it on the steering wheel: "Look, the contract has already been signed. Take a closer look, I don't understand."    

"In the future, you're not allowed to say these random bullsh * t words. You're just trying to make me angry."    

Yue Zitong's eyes immediately lit up. All her anger instantly vanished like smoke into thin air. She snatched up the envelope and opened it. She carefully read the bars on the contract.    

The more he saw, the angrier Director Yue got.    

and the urge to cry. Your sister, when Sister Xin went to Lin City to negotiate the purchase, she didn't receive such preferential treatment. 100 million? Ha, 100 million may seem like a lot, but it's actually pretty much the same as daylight robbery. It's just a fixed asset over there, yet it's worth more than 2.5 billion!    

That slut Loong Chengcheng, why would she suppress the price so low, casually giving it to someone without giving me a Kaihuang Group?    

But at least God has his eyes. After hundreds of setbacks, the water eventually returned to the sea, and it still fell into my hands!    

Ha, ha, ha.    

Just as Director Yue was laughing maniacally in his heart, Lee Nanfang said: "Do you want to laugh?"    

Yue Zitong immediately nodded.    

"Then laugh. Should laugh or not, just like if you hold back your fart and don't let it go, it will damage your health. "    

Lee Nanfang rolled up the window. As soon as he opened the CD, Director Yue's bell-like laughter soared to the sky and he slammed the steering wheel, "Loong Chengcheng, oh Loong Chengcheng, you never dreamed that I would get the project over there, did you? Ha, haha, the heavens have eyes, the heavens have eyes! "    

"Sigh, I'll be troubling you."    

Lee Nanfang patted her arm.    

"Go away and let me laugh a little more! "Ha, ha, ha."    

Director Yue opened Lee Nanfang's hand and raised his slender white neck. After half a minute of wild laughter, he happily wiped the corner of his eyes and asked Lee Nanfang: "Now, you can disturb me."    

Using the cigarette in his hand, he lit up the contract and reminded her, "On this contract, my name is signed. Black and white, Lin City that project is my industry. That's why I'm a little curious. Why are you laughing so proudly? "    

The smile on Director Yue's flower-like face froze all of a sudden.    

Jack was right, the signatory on the contract was him. It was the Nanfang Group he represented, not Yue Zitong or Kaihuang Group.    

They only showed her the purchase contract and didn't say that they would let her manage the project over there.    

She's like a dog biting a balloon, isn't she?    

After awakening from her stupor, Yue Zitong made a sound as she hugged the contract tightly in her arms. "What, you dare to mess with me? Don't forget, we've already agreed to work together to manage that side. As for the shares, we have already discussed them.    

"You seven, me three? "Yue Zitong, how can you say that?"    

"You four, I will do the same!"    

"Hur hur."    

"Fifty percent. That should be fine, right?"    

"Hur hur."    

"Okay, you six, I four! "You can't be any less, or else I'll turn your face upside down!"    

Yue Zitong thought to herself, "Hmph, so what if you own sixty percent of the shares? If I wanted to play with you, you country bumpkin of the shopping mall, every second is fine!"    

Lee Nanfang just looked at her with a mysterious smile and didn't say anything.    

"Lee Nanfang, you're so overdone already."    

Yue Zitong said with a cold face, "You can't be thinking of taking 70%, right? I'm warning you, do not be too greedy, or you will be struck by lightning. "    

"Fortunately, you still know that if you are too greedy, you will be struck by lightning."    

Lee Nanfang turned off the music and asked: "I want to ask you, how much did you spend on the project over there and how much did you get from it? You just shamelessly offered me your share and said I can't be too greedy."    

"I-I-hee hee, Nanfang, good boy, good man."    

Yue Zitong once again reached out and hugged him, flirtatiously saying, "What relationship do we have, for us to be so clear about each other?"