Chapter 50 - 50 50 The Girl's Generation Manager

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50: Chapter 50: The Girl’s Generation Manager 50: Chapter 50: The Girl’s Generation Manager After finishing her washing, she walked out of the bathroom with a face that screamed ‘Why me?’. First, she glanced at Lin Zifeng, then plopped down at the dining table, seemingly in a bad mood. Anyway, Lin Zifeng wasn’t planning on bothering her, just to prevent her from going crazy again, which would make things terrible for him. You know, women can become totally irrational when they explode. After Lin Zifeng had finished his breakfast, the girl finally said at a relaxed pace, “You annoying thing, did my cousin already tell you that you’re supposed to be my bodyguard today?” “She did.” “Since she already told you, then why are you still sitting here?” “If I’m not sitting here, where should I sit?” Lin Zifeng thought, realizing she was on edge again. “Look at you, in that tattered security uniform. You should at least prepare some decent clothes! As the bodyguard of a universally unmatched, beautiful young maiden, you should look the part! Don’t embarrass me in front of my crazy fans.” You… I… Damn! What’s wrong with a security guard? Aren’t security guards people too? Plus, a bodyguard’s job is pretty much the same as a security guard’s! It’s only a matter of one word difference. And do you know how much that outfit of mine costs? It was designed by a famous Brazilian fashion designer! It’s priceless. “I’m just a poor guy, there’s no other decent clothing I can offer besides this security uniform. Maybe you could buy me a set?” Hua Buqi just glared at him fiercely before pulling out her iPhone and dialing a number. Soon after, a delightful ringtone sounded, followed by a tender and sweet female voice greeting him. “Hello, is that Sister Meng?” Hua Buqi’s tone was very gentle, which was a stark contrast to how she spoke to Lin Zifeng! Why do others get treated so much better than me when we’re all human? “Huahua, are you ready? Today’s signing event can’t go like yesterday’s. I’ve specifically called for a press conference, and many of your fans will be there! Get ready quickly, I’ll come pick you up soon.” The tender and melodious voice came through the phone, and the girl had her iPhone on speaker as she played a game and listened. “Sister Meng, can you bring a suit when you come? A men’s suit, please. Buy Armani. Also, grab an Alpha male belt. While you’re at it, find a professional makeup artist too.” “Huahua, why do you need a men’s suit?” Clearly, Hua Buqi’s request for men’s clothes confused Meng Youjing, a young woman asking for men’s clothes! Maybe she’s planning a surprise! A unisex outfit to shock her fans? That might not be the best move, especially since she’s a modern youthful female idol. If she dresses too androgynous, it might just disappoint her fans. “Sister Meng, don’t ask. I refuse to answer that question.” “Er…!” Meng Youjing was flabbergasted on the other end of the phone, unable to respond for quite some time. “Alright then.” After hanging up the phone, the girl excitedly ran over to Lin Zifeng, and exclaimed, “My agent, who’s also my assistant Sister Meng, will bring my makeup artist. You better not get too fussy then!” “Fussy? Why would I be fussy? A handsome guy like me, fussy? You’ve got to be joking!” “Hehe, that’s good then.” The girl secretly snickered, knowing all would be revealed soon. …About half an hour later, a mini sports car arrived speedily, gliding elegantly along the curves. “Vroom, vroom, vroom!” The sports car honked three times, greeted the security guard, and then swiftly drove in. Lin Zifeng lay leisurely on the couch, munching on the girl’s milk cream cookies, feeling utterly content. In fact, Hua Buqi sometimes quite liked to lose her temper, but she was indeed very easy to get along with. “Wow! Huahua, your cousin’s house is truly magnificent! It’s just like the Imperial Palace. So big, so gorgeous.” The newcomers were a man and a woman. The woman’s appearance was mediocre, but she was captivatingly sexy, especially with that body maintaining perfect curves, which was truly enviable. Her slender legs matched her voluptuous, tight figure, which was the very definition of the golden ratio. They say whether a woman is beautiful depends mainly on her thighs, and hers were even more attractive than those celebrities on TV. Especially her high, perky little butt, under the outline of tight jeans, was particularly full of imagination; it made one eager to go up and slap it, to see what was different about her bottom. But the only letdown was, she sported a head of neat, androgynous short hair, certainly longer than a man’s but much shorter than a woman’s flowing locks. But to each their own, perhaps other men liked her style, but Lin Zifeng was more traditional, always believing that women with long hair exuded more femininity. However, the person next to the woman gave Lin Zifeng a headache—he couldn’t even tell their gender! Not knowing if they were male or female, but fortunately, they had an Adam’s apple. Turns out it was another effeminate man in disguise. “By the way, Sister Meng, I don’t know if you brought the suit I asked for just now,” the girl hugged the short-haired beauty excitedly, showing a familiar manner. “Would I not bring you what you wanted? Look at the hurry you’re in,” the short-haired beauty gently patted the girl’s cute head. “Uncle, come over here.” “Uncle?” Suddenly, the short-haired woman and the deceasedly effeminate one looked at each other in confusion. When their eyes turned toward Lin Zifeng. There was Lin Zifeng, munching on a sandwich cookie with a lazy look. Dressed in a security guard’s uniform that was as unattractive as it gets, he was the epitome of a country bumpkin. “Who is this?” the short-haired beauty asked, puzzled. A measly security guard also living in a villa with his boss seemed extremely far-fetched. What puzzled them even more was seeing a security guard casually eating sandwich cookies, looking utterly idle, which was hardly a security guard’s demeanor but rather that of a carefree uncle. “Oh, hello, I am Huahua’s personal bodyguard,” Lin Zifeng replied without blushing, though he was wearing a security uniform, he quickly corrected himself, I’m now a bodyguard. “Bodyguard?” The effeminately dressed individual behind the woman walked up, hips swaying and fingers pinched like orchids. Honestly, Lin Zifeng despised effeminate behaviors the most in his life. He had already had enough with Fan Jian in the company, and now another peculiar character appeared before him, immediately igniting a bit of malice in his heart. “Sister Meng, this uncle is my cousin’s personal bodyguard, and he is also a security guard at Tianyu Group. His name is Lin Zifeng. We brought him along to the signing event today…” “Wait, your cousin’s personal bodyguard?” The effeminate makeup artist looked at Lin Zifeng with a disdainful glance, his eyes lingering on a particular part of Lin Zifeng for a few seconds. “Yes.” “Isn’t that just a security guard? You’ve got me all confused here, is he a security guard or a bodyguard?” Meng Youjing was also confused. “Hehe, I am both the low-level security of Tianyu Group and her personal bodyguard. Do you understand this explanation?” Lin Zifeng explained clearly. However, the three of them looked at him as if he were a fool. 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Chapter 50 - 50 50 The Girl's Generation Manager

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