The female president's mad dragon bodyguard

"Senior, I have already told you clearly that we can be good friends, but you are not my type."

Ding Ziyan's eyes were full of helplessness, and she didn't know how to explain clearly to the boy in front of her.

Even though he had emphasized it many times, he still felt that his decision was too hasty.

"Zi Yan, I think if you give me a chance, you will definitely fall in love with me. After all, there are not many talents like me in our school. I have already planned it. If you are with me Our plans after graduation."

The boy stopped in front of Ding Ziyan, talking so loudly that the saliva was about to splash on Ding Ziyan's face, and she hid behind without a trace.

"Senior, I have already said that it is impossible for us to be together, so don't make it difficult for me."

The boy was a little injured. He originally thought that Ding Ziyan would definitely be moved by his sincerity with such thorough preparations.

She didn't expect her to say that she wasn't her type.

Ding Ziyan doesn't like such an excellent boy as herself, what kind of type can she like?

"Zi Yan, I don't want to pester you too much, as long as you tell me what you like."

Seeing that the boy was still chattering in front of her, Ding Ziyan finally turned cold.

"I think I've made it very clear. There should be nothing you don't understand. It's enough that you are not my type. You don't need to know what type I like, because you can't be like that at all. .”

What a joke, can he pick ten out of ten like the uncle?

"Zi Yan, my family also has a lot of money so we can go abroad to study after graduation, when the time comes..."

Seeing that the boy in front of her didn't intend to let her go, Ding Ziyan also lost her patience.

"Stop, I'm not interested in you, I think I've said enough."

Ding Ziyan pushed away the boy who was about to hug her, and ran away quickly.

After returning to the clubhouse, several observers told Zhang Heming everything they found.

"I didn't expect there to be so many suitors."

Zhang Heming clicked his tongue twice, only thinking that Ding Ziyan was playing hard to get with the school's tall, rich and handsome.

"Brother Zhang, what do you think we should do next?"

Zhang Heming looked up, and several of his subordinates stood aside respectfully, as if he was their master.

"Find a time to catch people as soon as possible."

A few of his men looked at him in bewilderment.

"Is it going to be caught so soon? Don't we need to continue to observe for a few days?"

Zhang Heming snorted coldly.

"You dare to question me? As long as you are responsible for arresting the person, it will be fine. Why are you talking so much?"

Seeing that he was a little angry, the few people below stopped talking.

"Brother Zhang, she is a living person after all, if she is yelling around the school, we can't control it."

Even after hearing this sentence, Zhang Heming didn't have the slightest patience to wait any longer.

"Stop making excuses for me, if you yell, of course you should pull out her tongue quickly."

Zhang Heming naturally never softens his heart when doing these cruel things, even if the other party is a woman, he will not be sympathetic to her.

It just so happened that Ding Ziyan caught a cold in those two days, she lay in bed and took a few days off from class, even breakfast and lunch were brought back by a few beauties and Li Wan'er.

She had a bitter face and didn't want to drink the medicine, Xiang Xiaoqing was always by Ding Ziyan's side to take care of her.

If Ding Ziyan didn't go out, Zhang Heming and the others would have no chance to strike. Naturally, several of Li Jizhong's subordinates were scolded by Zhang Heming.

Zhang Heming thinks that now he can give orders to them at will, but now they can't even complete this small task, they are just a female college student, and how difficult it is to catch them, don't they take themselves seriously?

An inexplicable anger suddenly fermented in his heart, Zhang Heming kicked the face of the subordinate standing in the front, he froze for a moment, with a dazed look on his face.

Even though Zhang Heming had been asking them to do the dirtiest and most tiring work these days, these people had no complaints, after all, Li Jizhong had already told them before coming here.

Who would have thought that he would be subjected to such humiliation now, who could bear it?

"What are you looking at? You don't know the pain if it doesn't kick you."

Zhang Heming snorted coldly to himself, his eyes swept across the faces of several people with different expressions.

"Since Brother Jizhong sent you as my assistants, you should know what to do and what not to do. This matter has been ordered for a long time, and it hasn't been done yet. You are a bunch of trash."

Zhang Heming cursed for a long time before he felt tired, sitting on the chair panting, thinking about how to catch Ding Ziyan as soon as possible.

"You can't even catch a woman, don't shirk responsibility for me around there, and be careful that I will sue Brother Jizhong, so that you won't make any money."

He glanced coldly at the several subordinates who lowered their heads and couldn't see their faces clearly, and a sense of ecstasy arose spontaneously.

Although I don't have any real power now, I have the qualifications to control these people after all, so let's take it as a practice in advance, anyway, I will do big things in the future.

I didn't see him at all, the turbulent waves in his heart under the expressionless hands under the seemingly docile hands.

"Don't think I'm not qualified to manage you, after all, I'm the connector appointed by Brother Jizhong himself, so what are you?"

As he talked, he just felt that he was omnipotent now. Li Jizhong was not as harsh as he was when he talked to him last time. Now he gave him a gift again because he wanted him to cooperate with him for a long time.

That silly brother probably only earned some money for running the club in his lifetime, but just by looking at him, he knew that he didn't have any great skills. What's the use of having a degree, wouldn't he be trampled under his feet?

Zhang Heming sat down triumphantly, and began to think about how to make Li Jizhong believe in him more.

At this moment, there was a sound of "bang bang bang" at the door, and Zhang Heming was a little dissatisfied that his thoughts were interrupted.

"Who?"

The people outside did not answer, but continued to knock on the door stubbornly, as if he would not stop knocking if he didn't answer the door.

Zhang Heming held back his anger and ordered his men to go down and open the door.

"I want to see, who is this sacred place, who is pretending to be a ghost here."

As soon as the door opened, two men with expressionless faces walked in carrying a large box. Zhang Heming didn't know what was inside.