The Beautiful CEO’s Close Bodyguard
Chapter 45 - 45 0045 My Guest

45: Chapter 0045: My Guest 45: Chapter 0045: My Guest “Old Master, um, this is Chu Ge.

Could you please come down here for a moment?

I’m in the banquet hall on the first floor, um, I forgot to bring the invitation and ran into some trouble.”

After saying a few words, Chu Ge hung up the phone, while Chen Jun next to him sneered and said, “How was it?

Did Mr.

Ouyang say he would come down personally to receive our Young Master Chu?”

“Wait a moment!” After uttering that, Chu Ge didn’t speak further; instead, he picked up the prawn on the table and started eating again.

This behavior rendered everyone speechless—what kind of nerve did this guy have to still be eating at a time like this?

Manager Wu frowned, and it wasn’t long before several security guards in uniform pushed through the crowd and made their way inside: “Manager Wu!”

“Yep.” Manager Wu nodded at them and then directed them to Chu Ge: “Throw this punk out!”

Chu Ge furrowed his brows, “Manager Wu, I hope you won’t regret this later.”

“Regret?” Manager Wu sneered, “I only regret not screening better and letting you sneak in.”

The security guards, simply following orders, exchanged a glance after hearing the command from above and rolled up their sleeves, advancing towards Chu Ge.

Mu Bingtong’s expression changed, and she quickly stepped in front of Chu Ge, “Manager Wu, won’t you listen to our explanation?”

“There’s nothing to explain!” Manager Wu scolded, and with a wave of his hand said, “President Mu of Jinxiu Group, right?

Please step aside immediately.

I believe you understand the seriousness of this matter—don’t make a mistake!”

“You all…” Mu Bingtong bit her lip, but was helpless to act.

“Xiao Liu.” Chen Jun gave a sinister smile and made a call in front of everyone, “Bring my bodyguards to the door, and wait.

A punk will be thrown out soon.

Break both of his legs for me!”

“Chen Jun!

What are you trying to do!” Mu Bingtong’s face changed.

Chen Jun shrugged and pointed at the phone, grinning, “What am I doing?

Just making a phone call.

Bingtong, it’s the same offer as before—if you agree, I’ll let this punk leave safely.”

“You talk too much!” Suddenly, Chu Ge looked at Chen Jun and said coldly.

“Oho, still so arrogant?” Chen Jun chuckled coldly, “Fine, after we break your legs, let’s see if you can still talk tough!”

“Who’s legs are you planning to break?” An elderly but powerful voice suddenly came from behind Chen Jun, and the mood in the room went silent.

Chen Jun was startled, slowly turned his head, and found an old man behind him, dressed in a Tang costume, with a head full of silver hair, and with an unspoken authority about him.

What unsettled him was that the old man looked somewhat familiar, yet he couldn’t quite place him.

“Old man, who are you?

If you’re trying to speak for this kid, then let me warn you—don’t make a mistake yourself!” Chen Jun slapped the table, his attitude slightly arrogant.

After all, in this banquet, aside from the Ouyang Family, almost no one else had a status as venerable as his—he indeed had the capital to be arrogant.

However, what surprised Chen Jun was that some in the crowd were looking at him with a sort of pity, and of course, some were looking at the old man, utterly confused.

After all…

not everyone was privileged enough to meet Mr.

Ouyang, the patriarch of the Ouyang Family!

Manager Wu sweated profusely and shakily lowered his head as he faced Mr.

Ouyang who appeared behind Chen Jun.

“Oh…

Mr.

Ouyang!” Someone in the crowd whispered, instantly electrifying the atmosphere!

“Hisss—I thought he looked familiar.

How could Mr.

Ouyang come to the first-floor hall?” A man gasped, his waist involuntarily bending a bit.

The ripple effect took hold!

Everyone’s eyes were now fixed on this elder dressed in a Tang costume, including Chen Jun.

To speak now—Chen Jun’s legs were trembling, and sweat beads as large as soybeans instantly covered his forehead…

He had actually had the audacity to say those words to Mr.

Ouyang; it was practically courting death!

“Oh…

Mr.

Ouyang, please…please hear me out!” Chen Jun’s face was mournful as he tried to explain, but Mr.

Ouyang didn’t even glance at him and walked straight to Manager Wu, “Xiao Wu, what exactly is going on here?”

Manager Wu was equally nervous, stealing glances at Chu Ge…

Could it really be that this young man had made a call that brought the Old Master down here?

No, that couldn’t be possible!

Just as the thought crossed his mind, he instantly dismissed it.

The lad was just in his twenties—how could he have such clout?

Not to mention in Shanghai, even throughout the whole of Huaxia, there were hardly a few who could summon Mr.

Ouyang with a mere phone call.

Thinking this, Manager Wu pointed at Chu Ge and said, “Old Master, it’s this young man.

He did not receive an invitation but somehow managed to sneak into the banquet.

This is indeed my oversight, and I will go and accept my punishment after dealing with this!”

Mu Bingtong’s pretty face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Things weren’t looking good, but to actually disturb Mr.

Ouyang—this was beyond the help of even immortals!

Chen Jun, while wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at Chu Ge with schadenfreude.

Now, he wouldn’t even need to lift a finger.

Just those who wanted to curry favor with the Ouyang Family would be enough to make this young man suffer greatly.

Yet, to everyone’s utter shock, there Chu Ge was, still focused on the platter, dealing with the prawns amidst the chaos!

The heck, was this guy a reincarnated ghost obsessed with hunger, caring not even for his life over food?

Mu Bingtong watched him, her expression filled with utter despair.

However, to everyone’s surprise, Mr.

Ouyang revealed not even a hint of anger, instead smiling amicably, “Mr.

Chu, do you like the prawns here?”

“Um,” Chu Ge nodded, his demeanor calm as if he was not facing a man of immense power but just an ordinary old man, “Just so happens I haven’t had dinner, and the prawns here suit my taste.”

Everyone around felt faint…

What exactly was happening here?

Only Manager Wu, observing the interactions between the elder and the youngster, had his expression shift suddenly, as an unbelievable thought emerged…

Could it be that this young man did indeed call Mr.

Ouyang earlier?

Not just him, but Chen Jun also turned pale, his lips quivering as he held onto his last thread of hope, “Ou…

Mr.

Ouyang, it seems that he doesn’t have an invitation.”

“Invitation?” Mr.

Ouyang turned to glance at Chen Jun, and then at Manager Wu, before suddenly letting out a cold snort, “Hmph, do my invited guests really need an invitation to enter?”

“Hisss—” Everyone inhaled sharply.

The young man indeed turned out to be personally invited by Mr.

Ouyang!