I use the system to pick up girls

Shen Mengxiang turned around, without saying a word, just looked at him like that.

Finally, Zhou Lin couldn't take it anymore, "Okay, I'll go buy mineral water myself."

This night, Zhou Lin attacked Shen Mengxiang and was completely defeated!

"Hmph, I can't cure you anymore!"

Shen Mengxiang was full of pride, and went back to the house happily.

Chapter 117 The Person Introduced by Bing Shao

This night, Zhou Lin was destined to be depressed again.

However, the fat man brought him good news the next day.

"Linzi, the training ground has been preliminarily completed, shouldn't it be time for you to recruit people?"

The bodyguard training plan can train one hundred bodyguards, which is exactly the same as his third-level task.

Zhou Lin has already decided to write the names of Fatty, Tang Yu, Zhou Yu, and Wan'er, plus Peng Dong, so there are only five people, and there are still 95 places left!

"Where am I going to recruit people?"

These days, he has been worrying too.

Jingle Bell.

At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly, and when he took it out, it turned out to be Ma Weiwei calling.

"Weiwei, do you miss your brother?"

Zhou Lin asked with a smile.

"Brother Zhou, it was agreed last time in Zhoujia Village that you will come to see me when you return to Yangping. It has been a few days now, and you haven't even called me. Your words don't count."

Ma Weiwei hummed dissatisfied.

"I've been so busy these days, I'll definitely see you in a few days."

Zhou Lin quickly apologized.

"No, I want you to come here today. Brother Yang Bing is also here. He wants to see you."

Ma Weiwei insisted.

Yang Bing?Few soldiers?

The opponent's figure immediately appeared in Zhou Lin's mind.

Then, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he became excited instantly, "Okay, I'll go now, right away."

"Really?"

Ma Weiwei also became happier.

"almost there."

Zhou Lin hung up the phone and rushed out of the hotel.

This Yang Bing is Pan Ningxue's cousin. He likes to be called Bing Shao by others. He works in Jiangcheng's special brigade. Some time ago, Ma Weiwei celebrated her birthday.

As an official of the special brigade, Bing Shao must know many retired officers and soldiers, and his strength must not be low. He wants to recruit people for his brother's security, so it is perfect to ask Yang Bing for help.

"It's really dozing off to send a pillow."

Zhou Lin was so excited that he drove a BMW and soon arrived at Ma Weiwei's house.

"Haha, Zhou Lin, long time no see."

Yang Bing was very happy to see Zhou Lin, and laughed heartily.

"Small soldiers, long time no see, welcome back to Yangping."

Zhou Lin also laughed, and then stretched out his hand to the other party.

He still remembered that Yang Bing liked to shake hands with others very much.

But unexpectedly, when Yang Bing saw him stretching out his hand, his expression immediately became unnatural, and the corners of his mouth twitched constantly. He thought of the last time he shook hands with Zhou Lin. He originally wanted to show his strength, but in the end he was almost caught Lin crushed his hands.

But now that Zhou Lin's hand has been stretched out, if he doesn't shake it, it would be really rude.

For a split second, his thoughts went through an arduous struggle, and suddenly, his heart moved, he walked over, and gave Zhou Lin a bear hug.

"Brothers."

This can be more warm than a handshake.

Zhou Lin was taken aback for a moment, a little moved, and also called out, "Good brother."

"Both of you said you came to see me, but now you leave me aside, what's the matter?"

Beside, Ma Weiwei began to cry out in dissatisfaction.

Zhou Lin and the two looked at each other, and then laughed, which made Ma Weiwei even more dissatisfied.

Then, the two hurriedly played with Ma Weiwei, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Weiwei, have you learned to draw during this time, have you made any progress?"

Zhou Lin asked with a smile.

"Don't underestimate people. The teachers praised me for making great progress. Unfortunately, my foundation is too weak. I have to work harder. I don't have time to play."

Ma Weiwei said proudly.

"You used to be too playful. If you hadn't given up drawing when you were young, you would have become a painter by now."

Yang Bing made fun of her.

"So, I'm going to work harder now."

Ma Weiwei's gaze was very firm.

"You are very talented in painting, believe in yourself, you will do it."

Zhou Lin gave her an encouraging look, which immediately made her more motivated to fight.

Then, he turned his gaze to Yang Bing, "Aren't you busy with training? What? Training is over?"