“Think about it.”

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth rose wildly, and he answered with a reserved answer.

Five hours later, Li Beiting and his group arrived at their destination, Milan and checked into the hotel.

Song Yan took advantage of Li Beiting's bathing and went down to take a look, making the hotel's topographic map and Li Beiting's itinerary for the past few days clearly. All the bodyguards who accompanied him were ready to fight and standby.

"Highly be wary, I'll give you a holiday when I go back. If anyone drops the chain at a critical moment, I will never let it go. Do you know?"

This time, Li Beiting brought five bodyguards. Song Yan was originally planning to bring two more. He looked at her with a smile. She felt embarrassed when she saw her. He said slowly: "If you bring so many people, what should I do if no one dares to touch me then?"

Song Yan gave him a blank look.

"You are looking forward to Gu Yan taking action on you in love."

This master's thoughts are really fascinated.

She couldn't see through it at all.

Fortunately, after arriving at Milan, he devoted himself to his work. Song Yan was so dizzy that he could not finish meetings or sign contracts.

He slept for three or four hours almost every day before getting up to work. Sometimes Song Yan got up, and he had already set out to the venue.

Song Yan hurriedly packed herself up and drove over.

The venue was not far from the hotel. It was arrived in ten minutes. Song Yan parked the car and got off with the car keys.

"Song Yan?"

A surprise voice called her, and she turned around and saw a familiar figure walking over.

It's Li Yanyi.

Why is he here?

"Why are you here?"

Li Yan raised his eyebrows: "There was a costume show recently. I'll come and see. Did you come with Mr. Li?"

He looked behind Song Yan curiously and shook his head: "You are so incompetent, you are not by the side of the financial owner. If you are fired, no one will dare to use you in the future."

It is difficult for the people the Li family wants to survive in the circle.

Especially for sensitive positions like bodyguards.

Song Yan was funny: "I'll go up now, you go and watch the show. Don't wander around in the parking lot if you have nothing to do, it's not safe."

Li Yanyi stared at her: "Are you worried about me?"

"Yes, I'm worried about you, Master Li, you still owe me once. If something happens to you, who will I go to?"

Li Yan's face suddenly looked very good. He snorted coldly and walked towards the opposite place.

"It is your master, what can I do."

Song Yan watched him walk out of sight, went upstairs, found the bodyguards who were following Li Beiting, asked about the situation, and then quietly waited for him to come out.

"Mr. Li has two important customers who want to socialize today. They will have dinner in the restaurant below at noon. At that time, you will be smarter and look forward to your surroundings. If you have any questions, please notify me at any time. If you can't find me, please notify Mr. Qiao."

"Yes, boss."

In the lounge next to the conference room, almost all waiting for the bodyguards or private secrets of various business giants.

Song Yan looked around and found that many people were staring at her. She looked down at her clothes. There was nothing wrong with her, so she didn't care about them anymore.

She frowned slightly until someone came up and asked her name in broken Chinese.

"Song Yan."

"Are you Mr. Li's bodyguard?"

Song Yan has been with Li Beiting these days, but the relationship between the two does not look like a customer relationship. Many people are guessing what this handsome and elegant boy has to do with Mr. Li.

"Yeah, not like?"

The other party could understand Chinese, so Song Yan simply spoke her mother tongue directly. She smiled and looked at the other party. It was a white man 1.9 meters tall, and he should also be a bodyguard. Looking at Song Yan's eyes, she showed enthusiasm.

"I don't look very much. You look like a weak scholar. Sorry, I don't mean anything else, but you look really gentle and delicate, and don't look like a rough man at all."

If the other party hadn't been smiling normally, Song Yan would have almost thought that the other party was provoking.

She tilted her head and looked at him seriously.

"May I have your name?"

"John."

"Appointment fight?"

She spit out these words lightly, and everyone around who could understand them looked at the thin and short oriental man in surprise. Many people laughed kindly.

"John, don't bully the little kids."

"You are too unkind."

"That's Mr. Li's person, be careful."

Song Yan looked at the people around him and all the eyes fell on the two of them, and John also looked at Song Yan in surprise, eager to try.

"Do you really want to fight with me? The kind that is normal to compete, the kind that cannot cry if you lose."

John felt that if the white and tender boy in front of him would definitely hug his head and cry with a weak heart, but he had no mercy at all. Instead, he was very excited to see the oriental boy crying red-eyed.

"Okay. Whoever crys is a dog."

Song Yan began to take off his coat, and the people around him gave up the territory in the middle of the lounge, and some even bet on the spot, betting which of them won.

The situation was one-sided, and no one believed that Song Yan would win.

She had just reached John's shoulder.

John could throw her out with some strength.

Such a small person can challenge him so bravely, which makes him feel fun. Are Oriental boys so interesting?

Song Yan lifted up her sleeves and exposed her slender arms. John glanced at her for a few more times, then took off her coat.

"Then, we'll stop."

"good."

The two nodded politely and then started to do things.

Song Yan was originally small and moved with agility in front of John. She did not choose to face John head-on, but instead used defense as an offense and waited for the opportunity.

John attacked fiercely and punched him, and everyone around him was sweating for Song Yan, but Song Yan was always able to avoid him very cleverly, and could also teach John a lesson unexpectedly.

Ten minutes later, John began to put away all his jokes and took Song Yan seriously.

This oriental boy was not as weak as he looked. Not only was she good at skill, but she was also very smart. His eyes were always staring at his weakness, which made him feel a little afraid.

As long as we agreed, no one showed mercy. Everyone next to us held their breath and watched seriously.

"You lost."

Song Yan swept to John's lower plate, and John subconsciously jumped away to avoid it. He didn't know that Song Yan actually jumped up directly, and saw the direction of his landing, and directly grabbed his neck.

The cold little hand stuck his neck so hard. The oriental boy in front of him was still expressionless, but he felt a little sweaty because of his exercise, and his whole face turned a little red, looking like a cute doll.

John laughed: "Very great, you're amazing."
Chapter completed!