The thing that Su Qingyi regretted most in her life was that in order to escape from marriage, she got into the famous "Iron Blood Escort Agency" on a whim.
Good news: She successfully escaped from the deep house compound and no longer has to learn music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Bad news: As the only "male" in the escort agency, she not only has to follow a group of big and thick men around, but she also has to worry about her flat chest being punctured all the time.
The owner of the escort agency looked at her tender skin and helpless appearance, and sighed: "Brother Su, you're so weak, you'd better go to the kitchen to chop vegetables."
Su Qingyi smiled slightly, took out a copy of "Sun Tzu's Art of War" with her backhand, and in front of everyone, used tricks to deceive a group of gangsters who were blocking the road. In the end, she saved the escort without using any soldiers or soldiers.
Everyone: "???"
Is this really that weakling who can't even hold a knife?
There was no golden finger or system support. Su Qingyi relied on the thirty-six strategies in her head and a photographic account book.
From the beginning as "that trash who only knows how to read" to later as "the best think tank of the Escort Bureau", Su Qingyi licked the blood of Jiang...
