The beautiful president's personal assistant

  The door of room 707 was originally ajar, and Gao Fei kicked it open with great force. The door panel flew backward with a loud crash, then bounced back again.

  When the door bounced back, Gao Fei had already slipped into the 707 suite.

  Gao Fei saw that inside the large private room, there was a big round table, but only one man, holding a wine glass, kicking the bathroom door gently, as if the door panel was his lover and he couldn't bear to use force.

  This man was naturally the village chief of Shagou Village, Zhang Zimou.

  After hearing the sound of the package room door being kicked open, Zhang Zimou didn't have any surprise at all, as if he had expected someone to break in.

  However, when he turned his head and saw who had come in, it was Gao Fei. He was taken aback: "Huh? How is it... Who are you?"

  "You're my dad!"

  Gao Fei walked quickly over and looked around: "Where's Shen Yinbing?"

  "Shen, Shen Yinbing - who the hell are you, get out of here! Ahh, ah!"

  Zhang Zimou was about to get angry, when Gao Fei suddenly stepped on his neck and lifted his knee, ready to kick him in the abdomen. But then he withdrew his action, waved his right hand, and flung Zhang Zimou to the window: "Get out! I'm pleased with how you do things, but don't think you can just..."

  "Let me off this time, I won't hit you."

  Zhang Zimou, as the village chief of Shagou Village, usually makes money by taking advantage of his position. He also has a "good figure", with a broad chest and thick waist, weighing at least around 90 kilograms.

  With such a huge body, he flew out in an instant with a seemingly casual flick, and heavily crashed onto the windowsill, hurting him so much that he let out a loud cry and couldn't get up.

  Gao Fei didn't care how much pain Zhang Zimu was in, he raised his hand to push the bathroom door, but it wouldn't budge.

  He knew Shen Yinbing was hiding in the bathroom. He had no choice but to raise his hand and knock on the door, shouting: "Shen Yin, Director Shen, open the door!"

  Shen Yin Bing, who was afraid that Zhang Zi Mou would kick open the door, tightly pressed her back against the door, because those words were really unbearable to hear. She covered her ears with both hands. She only felt someone knocking on the door, but didn't hear anyone shouting from outside.

  "Hey, open the door! It's Gaofei!"

  Gao Fei exerted himself and pounded on the door a few times, but the door didn't budge.

  "Damn it, this psycho must have fainted from fear. Or maybe he climbed out the window?"

  Gao Fei furrowed his brow, pressed his ear against the door panel to listen for a moment, then retreated two steps and stomped one foot on the door!

  Just now when he came in, Gao Fei saw Zhang Zimou kicking the door non-stop, but the bathroom door was 'unbreakable', which gave him a false impression: the bathroom door in the private room was very strong.

  Since the door is very strong, it's natural to use a lot of force to kick it open.

  But unexpectedly, with a loud kick on the door made of plywood, it flew open with a "bang" and amidst the woman's shrill cry.

  Seeing Shen Yinbing hiding in the bathroom, and the door being kicked to the opposite wall with himself, Gao Fei was stunned: "The door is so vulnerable to kicking? I didn't use much force."

  Shen Yin Bing, who was kicked out with great force, let out a sharp cry and just in time stretched out both hands to block her face, thus avoiding the misfortune of her pretty little nose being flattened against the wall.

  But even so, it hurt her almost to the point of fainting: the big white rabbit in front of her chest had been pressed into a pancake.

  The door of the house was split and crookedly fallen down like a corpse.

  After being severely injured, Shen Yinbing could no longer hold on, her body leaning against the wall, slowly collapsing to the ground, turning her head and crying out: "Damn, damn scoundrel! I'll fight you to the death, I'd rather die than yield——Ah, Gao Fei!"

  Tears streaming down her face, Shen Yinbing suddenly discovered that the person standing outside the bathroom was not Zhang Zimou, but Gao Fei. She was so shocked that she forgot to cry and instead burst into joy: "Gao Fei, you're here!"

  "Ah, I'm here, stepping on the seven-colored auspicious cloud to arrive just in time, saving you from the midst of water and fire - uh, Shen Yinbing, are you alright?"

  Gao Fei hastily walked in, grabbed Shen Yinbing's small hand and pulled her up from the ground.

  "I'm fine, just a little chest pain."

  Shen Yin Bing had just stood up and looked towards Gao Fei's back, asking with a lingering fear: "That... that Zhang Zi Mou, where is he?"

  "Who is Zhang Zimou? Ah, you're referring to that drunkard, he's outside."

  Gao Fei wrapped his left arm around Shen Yinbing's waist, with a face full of concern: "President Shen, is your chest still hurting? Do you want me to take a look?"

  "It still hurts - forget it, get out of my way!"

  Shen Yinbing pushed Gao Fei away with one hand, but then grabbed him again: "Gao Fei, he dares to be a rascal to me!"

  "Ha! He's blind! Any chick he picks up to fool around with is more interesting than you..."

  "How dare you talk like that!"

  "I just said it casually, hehe."

  "Alright, let's go out and talk about it."

  "How dare you say he's being a rascal with me and it's not interesting, I'm so angry!"

  Shen Yin's icy breath hummed as her left hand rubbed her chest, and she quickly stepped out of the bathroom.

  Zhang Zimou, who was slapped by Gao Fei and was still dizzy, had not gotten up yet.

  After seeing Shen Yinbing come out, a apologetic smile quickly floated onto his face: "Director Shen, I...I had too much to drink, don't mind it, please forgive me."

  "Is that so? You're drunk, and I have to forgive you?"

  Shen Yinbing gritted her teeth and coldly smiled, quickly walking up to Zhang Zimou's face, lifting her high-heeled shoes with diamonds and fiercely kicking his crotch: "I forgive you, I really forgive you!"

  "Oh no, don't!"

  Zhang Zimou covered his crotch with both hands, screaming in agony, his face turned pale white, and he fell to the ground.

  "Take your hands off me, or I'll trample you to death!"

  Shen Yinbing didn't know where he got the courage from, but he lifted his foot and gave Zhang Zimou a fierce kick.

  A high-heeled shoe that is only slightly thicker than a nail, if kicked on the body, may not cause much harm, but if it kicks on the shiny and bright forehead, just once, it makes Zhang Zimou bleed profusely.

  Perhaps humans have a deep-seated cruelty, after seeing Zhang Zimou's forehead bleeding, Shen Yinyin not only didn't feel afraid, but her eyes lit up, and she lifted her right foot to kick him in the eye: "I forgive you, I forgive you..."

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  I really didn't expect this. This girl actually has a violent tendency - seeing Shen Yinbing's excitedly punching Zhang Zimou, Gao Fei standing beside her shook his head repeatedly, silently mourning for Village Chief Zhang.

  But when she saw Shen Yinbing's eyes gleaming with ferocity, about to kick Zhang Zimou's eyeballs. She quickly grabbed her wrist and pulled it back fiercely: "Don't be impulsive, kicking him here will kill him!"

  Xue Bing's right foot was suspended in mid-air. She hadn't guarded against Gao Fei using force to pull her, and her body suddenly leaned back, the slender high heel of her shoe brushing against Zhang Zimou's nose. With a whoosh, she flew out.

  Shen Yinbing suddenly lay in Gao Fei's arms.

  "Get out of my way! Why are you pulling me? Let me kick him to death!"

  Shen Yinbing hugged Gao Fei's waist to steady himself, and then wanted to harm Zhang Village Chief again. However, Gao Fei shouted loudly: "Shen Yinbing, that's enough!"

  Shen Yinbing's fear and shame turned into a fierce anger, she had already begun to enter a state of madness, her heart set on killing Zhang Zimou.

  But was suddenly awakened by Gao Fei's loud shout, stunned for a moment, and then buried his head in his shoulder and sobbed: "Gao Fei..."

  He dared to tell me that I'm no different from a 50-yuan prostitute after taking off my clothes...

  Damn it, this stupid b*tch doesn't even know how to be a decent person. How can you humiliate her while flirting with her? Don't you know that proud girls all think they're superior and look down on others?

  After despising Zhang Zimou in his heart, Gao Fei patted Shen Yinbing's shoulder and said softly: "He is blind, let me tell you, you are better than a 50-yuan-per-night prostitute, at least not losing to an 800-yuan-per-night one..."

  "Go die!"

  Shen Yinbing cried out and bit down hard on Gao Fei's shoulder.

  After Shen Yinbing gradually calmed down, Gao Fei pulled over a chair: "Director Shen, please sit down and take a rest."

  Shen Yinbing took a deep breath, elegantly sat down on the chair, and crossed her legs, her high heels flashing in front of Zhang Zimou's eyes. She stared at him with a cold smile: "Gao Fei, what do you think I should do with him? Should I send him to the police station or..."

  Before Shen Yinbing finished speaking, Gao Fei said with a deep understanding: "Director Shen, I think it's best not to send him to the police station. Although I don't know why this guy is so bold, but I think he definitely doesn't want to be sent to the police station."

  At this time, Zhang Zimou's groin pain had eased a lot, and the blood on his forehead was no longer flowing. He nodded repeatedly and said pitifully: "Right, this guy is right! Mr. Shen, you must not send me to the police station, or I'll be done for, my wife will definitely divorce me."

  "It is better to demolish ten temples than to break one marriage."

  Gao Fei also kindly spoke on Zhang Zimu's behalf: "I think it's better not to send him to the police station, let's just settle this privately."

  Shen Yinbing gave Gao Fei a cold glance and sneered, "Settled privately? Alright, then let me castrate him, and this matter will be over."

  Gao Fei nodded vigorously and thought deeply: "Mm, I think this is a good idea!"

  Zhang Zimou hastily waved his hand: "Director Shen, big brother, no, I don't want to be a eunuch - actually, there are many ways to settle this privately, for example, I can appease the villagers in our village and stop causing trouble."

  Shen Yinbing was waiting for this sentence, and immediately took out a small notebook from her bag, wrote a line of words on it, and handed it to him: "Verbal promises are not reliable, written evidence is proof!"

  Zhang Zimou took over the notebook with a trembling hand, glanced at it roughly, and quickly signed his own name.

  Shen Yinbing took back her notebook and coldly laughed as she shook her head: "You can get out of here!"

  "Thank you, thank you Mr. Shen, thank you brother!"

  Zhang Zimou was like a prisoner who had just been granted amnesty, and he quickly scrambled to his feet and stumbled out of the private room.

  Although Gao Fei didn't see what Shen Yinbing wrote in her notebook, seeing that she could let Zhang Zimu go so freely was enough to show that she had already achieved her goal.

  *sigh*

  Shen Yinbing put away her notebook and let out a soft sigh, looking up to ask Gao Fei: "Gao Fei, are you afraid that I'll be bullied by others, which is why you've been secretly protecting me?"

  "I'm not as stupid as you said."

  Gao Fei shrugged: "I came to find you, I'm here to borrow money from you."