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Marven Ye didn't look sideways, and he could vaguely hear that kid named Lin En instigating other people to do something.

"Just take a look...it's okay..."

"No."

"Trust me...we'll just stand by the door and watch..."

That Ada kept shaking her head, Marven Ye wanted to listen again, but several people had already turned out of the stairwell, and finally the person closed the door, shutting out the sound along with it.

Ye Wenxuan paused under his feet for a while, and finally chose to climb the stairs, regardless of what the "door" in the waiter's mouth was for the time being.

When he reached the third floor, he didn't even need to look for it seriously, he just ran to the box where the bodyguard stood at the door and went directly.

Sure enough, when he entered the door, he was stopped by the bodyguard again: "Our boss didn't want this."

Ye Wenxuan looked scared, and whispered: "Miss Hannah asked me to deliver it, is the boss still there?"

The black man who stopped him said harshly: "The boss doesn't need it, let's go."

Ye Wenxuan wanted to say more, but the big men by the door surrounded him when he saw this, the corners of his mouth twitched, he could only respond hastily, turned around and walked back with the plate in his hand.

After all, he is not a professional detective, Ye Wenxuan felt very guilty.

He wasn't sure how long the unlucky Asian in the backstreet would be in a coma. The longer he stayed, the more dangerous he would be. Ye Wenxuan thought about it in his mind, and finally decided to go back to the hotel first, so as not to be found out by others and wanted to leave I can't go either.

After making up his mind, he acted immediately, and went to the previous kitchen. Marven Ye picked up another bag of garbage made by the chefs, found the back door and slipped out without saying a word.

He always kept an eye on his back, and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he quickly walked into the depths of the alley, and turned out the unconscious Asian man next to a waste pile. In March, this guy was stripped of his clothes and pants , lying on the ground wearing only unlined clothes, Ye Wenxuan reckoned that he would definitely catch a cold and have a fever after waking up.

Seeing that this unlucky ghost would have to faint for another hour or so, Marven Ye felt relieved. He gasped for a few times, trying to calm his thumping heart rhythm, and then quickly took off his uniform and changed back into his own clothes.

I did some aftermath work briefly, and looked at the time, it was already past eleven o'clock at night.

"Wilson...it seems necessary to find out who this person is." He muttered to himself, put the hat on his head, covered the lower half of his face with a mask, and walked out against the wall alley.

London at eleven o'clock was still very lively. Marven Ye walked along the road for a while, and stopped a car at a place far away from the Red Rose Club. He put his head on the car window after giving the name of the hotel, thinking about it endlessly What I saw and heard just now.

Xing Yuan was so late at night, why did he go to that clubhouse alone?

Should I go to see the boss, or...do I want to do something there.

Ye Wenxuan couldn't figure it out. He felt that he still had too little information, but he couldn't do more things like committing a crime alone. After all, he was not a detective, and it was easy to get out of the way.

It's just one night, so... nothing major will happen.

Ye Wenxuan suppressed his impetuous thoughts, simply stopped thinking about it, and just turned his head to admire the flashing neon night scene outside the window.

And a few hundred meters behind him, on the third floor of the Red Rose Club, someone pushed the door out, and the bodyguards gave way to the two sides, waiting respectfully for the people inside to come out.

The first one to come out was a beautiful woman with enchanting makeup. She swayed three times as she walked, her eyes seemed to have little hooks, and she turned her head from time to time as she walked, winking at the people behind her.

Behind her, the man with black hair and blue eyes glanced at her, and took away the blatant seduction, with a wicked smile on his lips.

"My dear Xing, Hannah is only looking at you tonight, and she doesn't even look up to her own boss." Wilson walked beside him, with a hint of taste in his tone: "Do you think I should Give her to you, well, let her go to work in your Xing Group."

Xing Yuan let the beauty in front of him flirt with him, and smiled when he heard this: "Are you willing?"

"Not happy." Wilson said firmly, "She is my baby."

Xing Yuan didn't want to talk about women anymore, so he changed the subject: "What good products does Heimen have these days?"

Wilson: "If you want to come, I will definitely prepare the best."

"I'll go and have a look, I have to pick one to go tonight. I think you should have heard that it's not safe around me recently." Xing Yuan said: "There is also the matter of the flying wolf, you'd better pay attention."

Wilson: "Oh, yes, I know. Don't worry, Xing, you will be satisfied."

A black bodyguard beside him came over and whispered something in Wilson's ear. Xing Yuan looked back at him if he felt it.

Wilson smiled unabated, and waved at the man: "Don't be so rude, let them sign the agreement, leave a finger to scare them, and just quit."

The black man turned and left. Xing Yuan turned his head. He guessed what happened, so he snorted and said, "Wilson, the security here is really getting worse and worse. If this continues, the development of Red Rose is really in jeopardy."

"Oh, please don't worry, trust me, I can handle these problems." Wilson laughed and said, "Come on, let's go down now and take a look at the new batch I bought."

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That night, Ye Wenxuan didn't sleep well.

He always felt that there was something wrong with Xing Yuan, and he was afraid that if he only brought a bodyguard with him when he went out, if he didn't die when he met terrorists, then his mission would be declared a failure.

Shouldn't it be better to squat outside that clubhouse and be ready at all times?

But...that would be a little too silly.

Just thinking about it over and over again in the middle of the night, Ye Wenxuan forced himself to sleep until Zhang Zhen was carried back drunk by his colleagues.

This anxiety lasted until the next morning. After a hasty breakfast with his colleagues, he went back to the room to sort out his belongings, and then he called to say that he was ready to leave.

Ye Wenxuan was carrying the camera, and was dragged downstairs by Zhang Zhen in a hurry, and then at the gate of the hotel, he bumped into Xing Yuan who was about to get in the car.

Zhang Zhen dragged him to the side of his colleague, gasping for breath while stroking his chest: "It's okay, okay, I wasn't caught late by Boss Xing."

Ye Wenxuan was still turning his head to look at the other side. Xing Yuan was still the same as he was in the daytime yesterday, stern and indifferent. He was talking to Assistant Ruan with his head sideways. After entering, Ruan Yushan said a few words to him by the door, and then walked towards the black car behind.

Ye Wenxuan heard someone whispering together next to him: "Doesn't Assistant Ruan usually take the seat of Xing's co-driver? Why did you change the car this time?"

"I don't know."

Sitting in the passenger seat of Xing Yuan's car was a man whom Ye Wenxuan had never seen before. He was not a domestic bodyguard who flew over with them on a special plane, but a strong foreigner with high eyebrows and fierce eyes.

He had learned how to recognize people from his teacher, and he knew that this person should have good skills, and he must be a bodyguard.

Ye Wenxuan seemed to have inadvertently asked several colleagues around him, but no one knew this person, nor did he know when he followed Xing Yuan.

Could it be... Did you find him after you went to that clubhouse?

Ye Wenxuan was thoughtful, while sitting in the private car behind, sat among his colleagues and listened to the gossip.

Today's schedule is very tense. They are going to inspect the performance of Wright Company in the morning, have a meal with Wright's CEO at noon, and rush to attend a meeting of the European Financial Forum in the afternoon. If time permits, Xing Yuan may also go on stage short speech.

These are all the highlights of this trip, Ye Wenxuan needs to follow the whole process.

He prepared a complete range of photographic equipment this time. In addition to the camera on his neck, he also wore a double-shoulder strap hanging system on his back. This thing is like a small vest. There is a circle of D-shaped buckles on the waist, which can hang many cameras. lens.

Coupled with a cross-body shoulder bag with small photography accessories, Marven Ye's outfit amazed his colleagues, and they all stuck out their thumbs and praised him for being fully armed and professional this time.

Only Xing Yuan twitched the corners of his eyes when he saw his appearance, as if he felt a little disgusted.

Ye Wenxuan checked his equipment seriously, looked down at the expensive SLR lens around his waist, and was silent for a second because of his appearance.

I always feel that this pretense is a bit too much, and it is likely to overturn.

Since then, all trips have been planned.

Because Ye Wenxuan wants to follow Xing Yuan, he can blatantly pay attention to his every move. No one thinks there is anything wrong with him focusing on Mr. Xing, but he also needs to pay attention to the extra foreigner at the same time. Ye Wenxuan is not from a professional background. I went to see that person frequently, and was noticed by the other party not long after.

The man turned his head and looked at him halfway, Marven Ye didn't dodge or dodge, both of them felt the vigilance in the other's eyes.

But they didn't say anything, and after a while, they looked away at the same time, without further testing.

Ye Wenxuan didn't see it. When he was looking at that person, Xing Yuan's eyes flicked past him, with a sense of scrutiny.

Subsequent inspections and meetings went smoothly. The Financial Forum meeting dispatched more than half of the British police force to ensure that there would be no uncontrollable accidents in the middle of the meeting.

When Xing Yuan stood on the podium and spoke, Marven Ye and a group of photographers crowded under the stage, his eyes swept across the curtain on the side of the stage, and he could see half of the foreigner.

The man's eyes were sharp, and his eyes had been patrolling back and forth between the auditorium and the aisle.

Ye Wenxuan turned to the auditorium with his camera, and quickly searched for the other five bodyguards of Xing Yuan by filming the movements in the lobby.

Three of them were not found, and the other two were hidden by the entrance and exit of the synagogue, and the other was closest to him, at the steps on the left side of the podium.

Ruan Yushan and the employees of the Xing Group sat in the second row of the auditorium, listening carefully to Xing Yuan's speech.

Ye Wenxuan turned around and observed Xing Yuan from the camera again.

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####Professional Bodyguard Ye Xiaoxuan####

Ye Wenxuan: Observe secretly. JPG

Xing Yuan: ...Lately, I always feel cool behind my back.

Ye Wenxuan: Idiots are tailgating. JPG

Xing Yuan: ...It seems that someone is following me?

Marven Ye: Disguise and hide around.

Xing Yuan: ...

Xing Yuan picked up the phone: "Hey, call fifty more bodyguards for me."

Fifty bodyguards arrived, 45 of whom were plainclothes from the Special Affairs Department.

The plainclothes men made friendly eye contact with Marven Ye.

Xing Yuan: ...Why do you feel that your back is getting colder? !