Meng Yang, Dong Hui, and Jiang Haixia also pretended to be scared and covered their mouths.

Lin Qingqing didn't turn around, but she heard the sound of someone falling to the ground.

I've already guessed what happened.

The metallic impact sound when the silenced gun was pulled the trigger just now was quite loud.

Flanders hooked his finger at the bodyguard behind him.

He picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Every move reveals elegance and nobility.

The bodyguard pulled out a white silk scarf from his jacket pocket and handed it forward.

Lin Qingqing put the ring in her hand on it.

Flanders put down his wine glass and raised his golden eyebrows slightly.

The voice was magnetic and deep: "I'm doing you a favor, what do you want?"

Lin Qingqing shook her head.

"unnecessary."

Flanders frowned slightly.

There was surprise and displeasure in his eyes.

He stood up and buttoned his suit elegantly, a mocking smile curling his thin lips.

Then he spoke proudly.

"The S family heir is offering a favor, even the president can't refuse it. Are you sure you don't want it?"

Lin Qingqing raised her eyes.

S family heir!

Is this a mysterious family that controls Country M's economy from behind the scenes, can influence Country M's presidential election, and has a family business spread all over the world?

I saw that Lin Qingqing's expression changed.

Flanders felt better.

He attracted a lot of attention wherever he went, so it was not surprising that such an ordinary person knew his identity.

Isn’t this person a native of Country M?

But looking at his skin color, hair color, and pronunciation, he doesn't sound like people from other countries.

Is it possible that the family's influence is not big enough?

It seems that I am too low-key in normal times.

Seeing that Flanders had buttoned up his suit and showed no sign of leaving, Lin Qingqing nodded and was about to turn around and leave.

The arrogant Flanders frowned deeply, then quickly separated.

He pulled off the cufflinks on his suit and handed them to the bodyguard.

"Give this to him and tell him that if he encounters difficulties in the future, he can ask me for help once."

The bodyguard took the cufflinks with both hands and nodded.

He walked towards Lin Qingqing and the other three.

Flanders was escorted by bodyguards out of the restaurant and got into a special car.

When the bodyguard came over, Lin Qingqing was asking the hotel manager for a day's wages for washing dishes.

They work on a daily basis, which is easy and free.

Identity checks are also relatively relaxed.

"gentlemen!"

The bodyguard shouted respectfully.

"Please wait, I'm getting paid a daily salary."

Lin Qingqing said lightly.

bodyguard:"…………"

He wanted to ask this gentleman if his head had been hit by a car and he couldn't tell the difference between serious injuries and minor ones.

The bodyguard could only turn his attention to the hotel manager and wait for him to finish before conveying the patriarch's words.

The hotel manager felt the bodyguard's cold gaze and his hands were shaking.

Meng Yang teased: "Don't worry, if the number is too high, we won't retreat."

Lin Qingqing glanced at Meng Yang.

Ordinary people would not be in the mood to make fun of such a situation.

Meng Yang immediately acted frightened and took two steps away from the bodyguard.

bodyguard:"…………"

Are these people all mentally ill?

Finally, the hotel manager paid the daily wages to Lin Qingqing and the other three.

Only then did Lin Qingqing look at the bodyguard.