Let's talk about Tie Ge and Bei Nan first. They're not scary anymore; they're like toothless tigers that have faded into obscurity.
But they've been here for a while, so they know what they can do and what they need to be careful about.
People like Yan Xiaonan are nowhere to be found, even by Yamamoto from Japan. The Japanese can't find a single clue about him.
If these people were to face such a formidable and unpredictable opponent, wouldn't they easily become cannon fodder?
They found the old disc again, put it in the projector, and watched it carefully once more.
Everyone agreed that the little girl upstairs was Yan Xiaonan's younger sister; the two looked so alike.
Everyone here is smart; there's no need to overthink things that can be explained in a single sentence. Everyone agrees to befriend these people.
Yan Xiaonan never expected that her face would be so accommodating, turning a crisis into a good thing.
The boss came to visit Yan Xiaonan with his business card. Yan Xiaonan was speechless. Did staying in the presidential suite mean he had to be received by the boss? What kind of rule was that?
Ye Chenming, still worried, sat down with Yan Xiaonan in the reception room, a polite smile on his face.
Bei Nan, Tie Ge, and Ye Wen all sat on the side, wanting to see what this boss was up to.
Yan Xiaonan originally thought she would have to speak a foreign language, but she didn't expect that the boss was actually of Chinese descent, and there was really no problem with communication.
The boss handed over his business card, sincerely expressing his warm welcome to Yan Xiaonan and his group, and offering to waive their accommodation fees for the night.
Yan Xiaonan quickly refused, saying that they weren't very familiar with each other and there was no need for such formalities.
"Boss, what brings you here?" Yan Xiaonan asked.
The boss was a little embarrassed. He didn't have anything important to say; he just wanted to get closer to the boss. However, he was prepared for the worst.
He waved his hand outwards, and a group of waiters carrying plates walked towards the banquet hall.
After one group left, another group arrived, and they all left only when there was no more room for any more dishes on the long table.
"Miss Yan, you must be Yan Xiaonan's sister. Please give my regards to Yan Xiaonan," the shopkeeper said sincerely.
Yan Xiaonan glanced at the boss and said, "The big boss's surname is Sha, right? I am Yan Xiaonan. Also, Yan Xiaonan has no younger sister, let alone an older sister."
Mr. Sha paused for a moment, then pointed to his face and said with some difficulty, "Then, Miss Yan, oh no, Mrs. Ye, why... why hasn't it changed?"
"I have my own methods for maintaining my youthful appearance, given to me by my master. Is there anything else you need?" Yan Xiaonan asked.
Boss Sha quickly shook his head: "It's nothing, it's nothing. It's just that our hotel always extends its regards to guests in the presidential suite. Also, I know this Mr. Tie."
And this must be Mr. Bei Nan. I'm a latecomer, but I've heard of you before. I know you two are already Canadian citizens. If there's anything I can do for you in the future, I'll gladly oblige.
Yan Xiaonan guessed that it was because her experiences in the island nation had been made into a documentary and then distributed all over the world.
“Boss Sha, Bei Nan’s surname is Yan, he is my third brother, and this Brother Tie’s wife is my husband’s aunt.”
Okay, a powerful alliance. Boss Sha said he understood, and then said a lot of nice things before leaving.
I was very glad that I made a wise decision. If I had tried to do something underhanded at night, I would have been doomed.
Yan Xiaonan watched as Boss Sha entered the elevator, then stood up and walked towards her room.
Bei Nan went to the banquet hall, picked up a piece of cake, and stuffed it into her mouth. Hmm, it tasted pretty good.
When Tie Ge saw it, his stomach growled, and he reached out and picked up the cake to eat.
Tie Ge finally felt relieved. This time, it was all thanks to Yan Xiaonan. It seems that Hui Xian's securities firm can find an opportunity to expand.
Grandma Yan and Cuihua are touring the presidential suite. Her eight-courtyard house has a decent bedroom, but it's not this big.
And what's the point of that conference room? Are we supposed to have meetings while we're sleeping? What could possibly be so important that we need to hold meetings while we're sleeping?
The three of them walked around and found that although the room was large, there was really only one bedroom.
That won't do. It's not like Xiaoqiang and I can sleep on the floor. Cuihua quickly went to find Beinan.
Without saying a word, Bei Nan made a phone call to the front desk and asked to add a large bed to the secretary's office, since the secretary's office was also a suite.
The requests of guests in the presidential suite must be met with utmost care. Before long, a brand-new king-size bed was moved in, along with all the finest bedding and toiletries.
Yan Xiaonan was also busy, taking many photos of her grandmother and the others as usual. When Yan Xiaoqiang asked her if she had enough film, Yan Xiaonan handed the camera to Yan Xiaoqiang.
She was using a digital camera, which doesn't require film. If a photo wasn't good, she could delete it; if a photo was good, she could copy it.
Of course, this camera is only known to the grandmother, parents, Ye Ren, and her child.
Otherwise, if word got out, who knows how much trouble it would cause? Obviously, Yan Xiaoqiang and his group would definitely keep the secret.
Yan Xiaoqiang didn't know how to use this high-tech stuff, and listening to Yan Xiaonan's explanation made him feel dizzy.
Cuihua kicked her husband, saying, "If you don't learn how to take photos for yourself in the future, how will you do it?"
Yan Xiaoqiang felt somewhat aggrieved, as his status in the family was now precarious; he couldn't even compare to someone with a camera.
Ye Chenming smiled and took the camera. He wanted to take a picture of Yan Xiaonan, including her mother and father-in-law in the shot.
Yan Xiaonan wanted to take a small family photo, so she called Ye Ren and his wife, along with their three children.
Yan Xiaonan sat in the middle, with Grandma Yan on her right and Ye Ren and Fu Qingping on her left.
Ye Chenming stood behind, with Cuihua and Yan Xiaoqiang on either side of him, while Enming sat on Yan Xiaonan's lap, and the twins snuggled up to their two grandmothers.
When no one knew who to ask to take photos for them, Yan Xiaonan took out a selfie stick, placed the camera on it, and used selfie mode.
With a "click," they all entered the camera's screen.
Yan Xiaonan was worried that one photo wouldn't be enough, so she pressed the continuous shortcut key, taking at least sixteen photos in one go.
Enming and the others looked happily at themselves and their parents and grandparents in the camera, no longer having to wait to go home to develop the film.
Ye Chenming took the camera; he wanted to go back and study it carefully. Yan Xiaonan took out the memory card from the camera and told Ye Chenming that the photos were all on the card.
Ye Ren's eyes sparkled; he knew that Yan Xiaonan was not only a person with superpowers, but also possessed magical treasures.
"Baby, can we go home tomorrow?" Grandma Yan asked.
Yan Xiaonan nodded with a smile: "Grandma, if you don't want to play anymore, we can go back tomorrow."
Grandma Yan nodded. She missed home. No matter how nice the presidential suite was, it wasn't as comfortable as the north-facing room at home.
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