Chapter 117: Life Mentor Li Zitao

"Of course..." Ava smiled brightly, and said with a sudden cold face: "No."

"..." The speed of this face-changing made the rich second generation feel embarrassed, and there is no such thing as a playful person.

"Now is the rest time, you can arrange it freely." After saying something to Ava, Li Zitao walked inward, and he had already seen the monk and others.

"..." Ava stood where she was, looking at Li Zitao's back with disappointment in her eyes.

"So, do I have a chance now?" The rich second generation looked at the two thoughtfully, and extended an invitation to Ava again.

"I want to drink." Ava said and walked towards the bar.

"Of course, that's my honor." The rich second generation followed closely behind.

"BOSS." The monk who was drinking and spanking saw Li Zitao and stood up quickly.

"Sit whatever you want." Li Zitao smiled and pressed his hand.

"Boss, Miss Ava..." The monk who got up saw Ava at the bar, and of course the rich second generation who was courting her was also indispensable.

"I told you, now is free time." Li Zitao said nonchalantly.

He is very interested in Ava's F, but it doesn't mean that he wants to reap the other party's flesh. If that happens, Ava will lose his trust.

Whether it is the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch in Los Angeles or the establishment of the Skunk, Ava's performance is remarkable, and this is what Li Zitao values ​​her.

Once there is a PY transaction between the two, there will be no place for her in the secretary's office.

Li Zitao values ​​Ava's ability to work more than tasting the suffocation of F.

There are too many beauties in this world, if he wants, Li Zitao can pull out a platoon at any time, or even hold a beauty pageant, just to find a gun mount for him.

So why does he have to be the rabbit that eats grass by the side of the nest and give a wrong signal to those hot girls in the secretary's room who have evil intentions?

NO, this is not a good idea!

"FK, what's wrong with you..." A violent shout sounded, attracting the attention of everyone in the bar.

"Stay away from me." Ava held an empty cup in her hand, and next to her was the greasy rich second generation.

It's just that at this moment, his image is a bit embarrassed, and his whole body is soaked.

Seeing this scene, Li Zitao knew he was about to suffer, so he winked at the monk, who immediately walked towards the bar quickly.

"You damn bitch, I'm going to teach you a lesson..." The rich second generation looked sullen, and raised his hand to grab Ava's hair.

Ka~~

There was a crisp sound of the wooden pole snapping, the rich second generation's pupils widened, and he looked back in disbelief, breaking his drooping wrist, which looked very familiar.

"Ah~~ my hand..." Fu Erdai hugged his wrist and wailed.

"Miss Ava, are you okay?" Monk asked blankly.

"It's okay." Ava shook her head, not worried at all.

What does S.H.I.E.L.D. do? How could she not know in the secretary's room?

And the people who follow the BOSS are the elite of SHIELD's elite. If they do this, they will also be injured, and SHIELD can close down.

"Boss invites you to come over." After speaking, the monk bent over and grabbed the rich second generation by the back collar and walked outside the bar.

"If you don't like it, you don't have to splash it all over the bar?" Li Zitao shook his head helplessly, looking at Ava who was sitting beside him silently.

"Is my figure not good?" Ava looked at him and asked.

Li Zitao was stunned and shook his head.

"Aren't I pretty?" Ava asked again, but Li Zitao still shook his head.

"Then why?" Ava just couldn't figure out why he would do that and would rather push himself to others. Isn't she attractive enough?

Seeing her resentful appearance, Li Zitao thought for a while and asked tentatively, "Do you like me?"

"..." Hearing such a straightforward question, Ava was stunned.

'Like it? ’ She herself was not so sure.

The reason for her anger seems to be because she felt insulted, why should he make decisions for herself,

And pushed her towards that hypocritical man.

There are also doubts and unwillingness to one's own charm, 'is it true that I am not attractive to him? '

"Look, you don't like me, so why do you always care about my thoughts? I just told you that it's time to rest, but I didn't ask you to agree to a date with him."

Looking at her expression and reaction, Li Zitao knew it was vanity again.

Oh, woman...

Obsessed with your body and charm, you call people superficial and dismissive...

You don't pretend to be flirtatious to you, and you feel unwilling, 'I am so beautiful, why don't you like me? '

Mmp yo~~~

"But, but..." Ava wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.

"I can give you the same life as Jesse, on the condition that you leave the secretary's office and do whatever you want, or be transferred to another position, are you willing?"

When Ava questioned him, the bodyguards left with sharp eyesight, and Li Zitao also spoke clearly.

There is nothing to hide about this kind of thing. Li Zitao doesn't feel that there is any right or wrong in wanting to live a prosperous life.

Everyone hopes to live a better life. Why can't I use the F that my old lady has grown up with?

But there are gains and losses in everything, and to become his mistress means leaving the secretary's office. The feeling of being in power now is impossible to have.

"Why?" People are like this, they always like to compare.

Hearing the choice Li Zitao gave her, her first thought was not whether to do it or not, but why can't I be the second Jesse?

"Because I set the rules, I am the boss, and you have to follow the rules." Li Zitao's merciless words made Ava's eyes blush.

"Ava, how much is your salary?" Li Zitao didn't comfort her, but asked about work instead.

"$1,500." Ava responded instinctively.

"1,500 US dollars." Li Zitao looked around, his eyes stopped in a corner, and calmly said: "It only takes a third, and I can make her appear on my bed tonight, do you believe it?"

Following Li Zitao's gaze, a young Caucasian woman wearing a small waistcoat, high hair, and a luxurious face was sitting there, chatting happily with her friends.

Her attire is undoubtedly from a wealthy family, but the forced smile on the corner of her mouth and the cracked hem of her shoes all illustrate her current situation.

Ava wanted to answer 'No,' but the answer was so weak that she didn't believe it herself.

Mrs. 30 Cent, this joke has been witnessed by Ava in Los Angeles.

Are they willing to do this?

No, they don't want to, but life doesn't give them the right to choose.

Their men went bankrupt, some couldn't stand it and chose to end their lives, and the remaining 90% became alcoholics after bankruptcy.

Every day I'm not complaining and going crazy with alcohol, or I'm drunk with a bottle of wine.

The fragility and embarrassment of the men who were once regarded as the pillars by these wives after bankruptcy made them suspect that they had never really understood men.

So they can only figure out their own way, but because of the limitations of the times and the pampered life, what they are best at is communication and gathering.

Jobs, sorry, no jobs are available for you.

then……

They always have to find ways to feed their stomachs. Children need to go to school, they need nutrition, and all of these need money.

In this tragic time, the allure of money is greater than imagined.

"Look at the woman opposite her." Li Zitao continued.

Sitting opposite this lady should be her best friend, with gorgeous clothes, noble jewelry, and the confidence in her gestures is the complete opposite.

"Who do you want to be?" Li Zitao's question made Ava tremble.

To be a woman relying on men, or to be a woman relying on herself, Ava now has the answer in her heart.

Although she knew very well in her heart that the woman who still maintains a glamorous life may not necessarily rely on her own strength, but the scene in front of her made her think of this.

Looking back and thinking about her actions and thoughts all the time, Ava suddenly felt funny.

She is like a stubborn little girl, desperately trying to compete with Jesse, full of envy for her jewelry, jewelry, clothes and other luxuries,

Paranoid that as long as she gets Li Zitao, she can have everything she has, but ignores what she has already got.

Walking on the street, those envious eyes, when others know her identity, the kind of envious madness.

When she used her salary to enjoy afternoon tea in the coffee shop, the leisure and freedom...

"Thank you, Boss." Ava turned around and smiled with relief.

Seeing that she finally figured it out, Li Zitao was full of relief. As for the little sorrow and loss, just pretend that he didn't exist.

Just when Li Zitao turned into a life mentor and enlightened the little secretary who was in a daze.

Outside the bar, the monk had a "kind" conversation with the rich second generation, "Do you know who I am now?"

The rich second generation lay on the ground in embarrassment, his face was bruised and purple, and his two eyeballs were about to be turned into light bulbs.

"Clear, it's clear." The rich second generation said vaguely.

"It's wrong to hit a woman. If you want revenge, come to S.H.I.E.L.D. You are always welcome. If you let me know that you are messing around behind your back..."

"No, no." Seeing the monk's ferocious smile, the rich second generation put his face on the ground, trembling all over.

The monk knelt down, rubbed Fu Erdai's head and said kindly, "I'm sorry for dirtying your clothes and hair."

"No, it's okay." The rich second generation was about to cry from fright.

S.H.I.E.L.D., those madmen scarier than the military.

Rumors about the cause of Luciano's death and the cleansing of the New York Mafia spread throughout the United States.

Although Li Zitao has never admitted it, no one doubts the authenticity of these news.

Luciano died mysteriously on the front foot, and his subordinates retaliated against him and assassinated him on the back foot, almost killing him.

If he didn't do it, are those killers crazy?

And in these news, it was S.H.I.E.L.D. who executed his orders. Would he dare to mess with it?

squeak~~

The wooden door of the bar was pushed open, and Li Zitao walked out with Ava and his staff.

"Boss, it's been dealt with." The monk followed quickly, and after speaking, he turned to look at the rich second generation with a 'friendly' smile.

The rich second generation trembled again, burying his head in his arms and not daring to lift it up. The monk's smile seemed to say, "Looking forward to meeting you next time."

Damn, I hope never to see these demons again, never! ! !