Chapter 20:

Ye Wenxuan did not squint, and the ear faintly heard that the kid named Lin En was encouraging others to do something.
"Just take a look... nothing..."
"No."
"Trust me... we are standing by the door..."
The Ada has been shaking his head. Ye Wenxuan still wants to listen again. Several people have already turned out of the stairwell. Finally, the man closed the door and closed it with the sound.
Ye Wenxuan paused for a while, and finally chose to climb up the stairs, for the time being, regardless of the "door" in the mouth of the waiter.
On the third floor, he didn't have to look for it seriously. He went straight to the box where the bodyguard stood at the door.
When I entered the door, I was stopped by the bodyguard: "Our boss didn't want this."
Ye Wenxuan was a scared look, whispered: "Miss Hannah asked me to send it, is the boss still there?"
The black man who stopped him screamed: "The boss doesn't need it, go quickly."
Ye Wenxuan also wants to say that the big man at the door is surrounded by a look. He has a pumping of his mouth and can only sneak out. He turns his plate and turns back.
After all, it is not a professional investigation, Ye Wenxuan is very upset.
He is not sure how long the unlucky Asians in the back alley will sleep. The longer he stays, the more dangerous he is. Ye Wenxuan has calculated it in his heart. He finally decided to go back to the hotel first, lest he be seen as a person and want to go. Also can't go.
With his mind set, he immediately acted, or went to the kitchen before, and Ye Wenxuan picked up another bag of garbage made by the chefs, and found the back door slipping out.
He always noticed behind him and found that no one paid attention to himself. He quickly walked into the depths of the alley and turned the stunned Asian man out of a waste pile. In March, this guy was smashed. Lying on the ground with only a single coat, Ye Wenxuan estimated that he would wake up with a fever after he woke up.
Seeing that the unlucky one had to faint again, Ye Wenxuan let go of his heart. He gasped for a few times, trying to calm down his own rhythm of fluttering, and then quickly took off his uniform and exchanged his clothes.
Simply doing a good job, and then watching the time, it is already more than eleven o'clock in the night.
"Wilson... It seems necessary to check what this person is coming to." He muttered, clasping his hat over his head, and enclosing the lower half of his face with a mask, then walked out against the wall. Alley.
Eleven in London is still very lively. Ye Wenxuan walked along the road for a while. He stopped the car at a distance from the Red Rose Club. He reported the name of the hotel and put his head on the window. He thought about it infinitely. What I saw and heard just now.
At the end of Xing Yuanda’s night, why did you want to go to that clubhouse alone?
Going to see the boss, or... what to do there.
Ye Wenxuan couldn't figure it out. He felt that the message in his hand was still too small, but he couldn't do more than just committing a crime. He is not engaged in investigation after all, and it is easy to get out of the way.
It’s just a night, it should... no big deal.
Ye Wenxuan pressed his own impetuous thoughts and simply stopped thinking about it. He only looked around at the neon night scene.
A few hundred meters behind him, on the third floor of the Red Rose Club, someone pushed out the door and the bodyguards let the two sides let it, respectfully waiting for the people inside to come out.
The first thing that came out was a beautiful woman with a enchanting makeup. She walked three times, her eyes were like a small hook that was scratching, and she walked back and forth from time to time, throwing a wink at the people behind her.
Behind her, the dark-eyed blue-eyed man glanced at her and smothered the blatant seduce with a smug smile.
"My dear Xing, Hannah is only looking at you tonight, even his boss has been blind." Wilson walked beside him, and there was a taste in his tone: "You said that I should be Give her to you, hey, let her go to your Xing Group to get to work."
Xing Yuan let the beautiful woman in front of her eyebrows look at her, and smiled and said: "You are happy?"
"I don't like it." Wilson snarled: "She is my baby."
Xing Yuan didn't want to talk about women any more, so he changed the subject: "What good goods are there in Black Gate?"
Wilson: "You are coming, I am definitely ready for the best."
"I have to go and see that I have to pick one tonight. I think you should have heard of it. I haven’t been around for safety recently." Xing Yuan said: "There is a thing about flying wolves, you better have a little heart."
Wilson: "Oh, yes, I know. Don't worry, Xing, you are satisfied."
A black bodyguard gathered around and whispered a few words in Wilson's ear. Xing Yuan felt it and looked back at him.
Wilson smiled and waved to the man: "Don't be so rude, let them sign the agreement, leave a finger to scare, and quit."
The black man turned and left, Xing Yuan sideways, he guessed what happened, so he smiled and said: "Wilson, your security here is getting worse and worse. If you continue, the development of red roses is really precarious."
"Oh, please don't worry, believe me, I can handle these problems." Wilson laughed and said: "Go, let's go down and take a look at the new batch of goods I started."
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This night, Ye Wenxuan didn't sleep very well.
He always felt that Xing Yuan had some problems, and he was afraid that he would only bring a bodyguard when he went out. When he met the terrorists, he would not die, and his own task could be declared a failure.
Should you be outside the clubhouse, always ready to be better?
But... that's really a bit too stupid.
It was so overwhelming that I thought about the middle of the night, until Zhang Zhen was drunk and was returned by a colleague, Ye Wenxuan barely slept himself.
The anxiety lasted until the next morning. He hurriedly had breakfast with his colleagues, went back to the house to sort out the belongings, and then said that he was ready to go.
Ye Wenxuan glared at the camera and was slammed down by Zhang Zhen, and then at the gate of the hotel, he met Xing Yuan, who was ready to board the bus.
Zhang Zhen took him to the side of his colleague and gasped while he was stroking his chest: "Fortunately, I was not caught late by Xing."
Ye Wenxuan is still turning his head to look at the other side. Xing Yuan was still in the middle of yesterday, and he was harsh and indifferent. He was talking to the assistant at the side and the bodyguard on the side opened the door of the back seat. Xing Yuan bent down and sat down. Going in, Yu Yuxi said a few words to him at the door, and then went to the black car behind.
Ye Wenxuan heard someone next to each other and whispered: "Isn't the assistant always sitting in the position of Xing's co-driver, how do you change the car this time?"
"I don't know what to do."
Sitting on the driver's side of Xing Yuan's car is a man. Ye Wenxuan has never seen it before. It is not a domestic bodyguard who flies with them on a special plane. It is a strong foreigner with high-browed eyes and fierce eyes.
He learned how to know people with his teacher, and he saw that this person should be good, and it must be a bodyguard.
Ye Wenxuan liked to inadvertently asked a few colleagues around him, no one knew this person, and he did not know when he was next to Xing Yuan.
Didn't it be after I went to the club?
If Ye Wenxuan thought thoughtfully, he sat in the back of the car and sat in the middle of a colleague listening to an ear and gossip.
Today's day is very tight. They are going to Wright to inspect the performance in the morning. They will have dinner with Wright's CEO at noon. In the afternoon, they will have to go to a European financial forum. If time permits, Xing Yuan may have to go on stage. A short speech.
These are all highlights of this trip, Ye Wenxuan needs to follow the whole process.
The photographic equipment he prepared for this time is quite complete. In addition to the camera on the neck, he also carried a shoulder strap plug-in system on his body. This thing is like a small vest. The waist position is designed with a d-shaped buckle, which can hang many cameras. Lens.
Coupled with a diagonal straddle shoulder bag with photographic gadgets, Ye Wenxuan saw his colleagues singularly, and they all showed their thumbs up. This time it was fully armed and quite dedicated.
Only when Xing Yuan saw his model, his eyes were pumping, and it seemed to be a bit disgusting.
Ye Wenxuan had a good look at his equipment, looked down at the expensive SLR lens at the waist, and silenced himself for a second.
I always feel that this is a bit too much, and it is likely to roll over.
Since then, all the journeys have been planned.
Because Ye Wenxuan had to follow Xing Yuan, he could pay attention to his every move. No one thought that he would have a problem with Xing Zong. He only had to pay attention to the extra foreigner. Ye Wenxuan was not a class student. He I often went to see the person, and I was noticed by the other party in a short time.
The man turned his head and looked at him in the middle. Ye Wenxuan didn't evade, and both of them felt the vigilance in the other's eyes.
However, they were silent, and after a while they removed their sights at the same time, without further temptation.
Ye Wenxuan didn't see it. When he looked at the man, Xing Yuan's gaze swept past him, with a hint of scrutiny.
The subsequent inspections and meetings were smooth, and the Financial Forum meeting dispatched most of the police force of the British police station to ensure that there were no uncontrollable accidents in the middle of the meeting.
When Xing Yuan stood on the podium, Ye Wenxuan and a bunch of photographers huddled under the stage. His eyes swept across the curtains on the side of the stage and he could see the half of the foreigner.
The man’s eyes were sharp and his eyes were always on and off the auditorium and the aisle.
Ye Wenxuan turned his camera to the auditorium and quickly searched for another five bodyguards of Xing Yuan by shooting the action in the lobby.
Three were not found, the other two were hidden next to the entrance and exit of the synagogue, and the other was closest to him, just at the steps on the left side of the podium.
The employees of Dai Yuxi and Xing's group sat in the second row of the hall, and they all listened carefully to Xing Yuan's speech.
Ye Wenxuan turned and re-observed Xing Yuan from the camera.