Yan Rumei stood not too far from Bodyguard Bo. She smiled and replied, "If you don't want me to act so formal with you, then in return, you have to relax when we're not in front of other people."
Even though she is still suspicious of this entire situation, she wanted to tell Bodyguard Bo her rules.
This is the same when she was in her ex-company.
Although she looked strict and uptight in other people's eyes, especially the lazy bums on the main floor, she was actually very nice to her team.
They were all hardworking employees. She liked that. So, it was fine to be friendly with them.
That was why the female employee tried to check up on her when they heard her crying.
If she had a bad relationship with them, then they wouldn't really care at all. And maybe worse, they will just badmouth her behind her back.
But she knew they weren't like that.
Yan Rumei then walked towards the elevator while continuing, "You shouldn't always stand up in attention. You can sit when you're waiting for me. You can relax your shoulders. You can browse on your phone. You can watch something on TV. You can grab a snack. Whatever you like, just don't stand like a robot, and suffer waiting like that. If you keep doing this, you will feel the effects it's going to bring you when you age."
As she tapped her keycard, the elevator immediately opened, and they got in.
They've programmed it like that. Whichever floor the Miss is at, the elevator will automatically get back there. So, she never had to wait for it to come up or come down at all.
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At the entrance of the Tianlong hotel, 5 black Mercedes-Benz just pulled over. There are 2 GLS-Class SUVs leading at the front and 2 tailing at the back. The one in the middle is the same model as the one that picked up Yan Rumei at her workplace, an S-Class.
The passengers on the 4 SUVs, who were all wearing a neat black suit, got out and stood in attention.
As all curious eyes were on this group of people, some of the men dispersed and went inside the building.
One of the remaining men opened the back door of the S-Class and an attractive man alighted followed by an elegant woman.
They walked to the hotel and straight into the restaurant area.
Once again, they attracted a lot of attention. All the diners and even restaurant staff looked at them in curiosity. It was too quiet that only the ambient background music can be heard. But the two just minded on their own business and climbed the stairs to the restaurant's 2nd floor.
The 2nd floor consists of private rooms and can only be booked in advance. In some cases, you would even have to wait for half a year.
And if you're wondering as to why they did not have the dinner at Yan Rumei's penthouse instead?
They were afraid that their daughter would be scared or feel threatened or intimidated if there were a few men in black joining them inside. It might ruin their family reunion/meeting.
It's best to just initially meet somewhere instead.
Besides, there's not enough time to send their home chef and have him prepare dishes for them, hence, the Tianlong Hotel's restaurant is the best option. It's just an elevator and a few steps from their daughter's place.
While they are walking, the diners are whispering to their companions.
"Which bigshot just arrived?"
"I'm not sure. I feel like I've seen the man somewhere but I can't remember."
"Well, with all these security, and the way they carried themselves, it must be at least the level of the Mayor."
"What the f*ck? How dare you compare CEO Gu Feng of the Gu Corporation to a mere Mayor?!"
-Ptui-
"Even the President of the country doesn't deserve any sh*t in front of this bigshot!" a more knowledgeable diner reprimanded the previous person he heard.
-Gaaasp- A collective gasp just resounded in the entire quiet restaurant.
As soon as Gu Feng, Lu Anquing and one man in a neat suit got inside the booked room, the other men in neat suits who are obviously their bodyguards stood outside of the room.
At this time, the elevator to Yan Rumei's penthouse also opened.
"Kyaah!"
The people in the lobby, including Bodyguard Bo and Yan Rumei who just got off the elevator, looked over the source of the scream.
A woman in a black tight-dress and 3-inch black shoes was holding on to the wall to prevent her fall.
On the other hand, an old lady is sprawling on the floor, seeming to be shocked and a little confused.
"You stupid old hag!" The woman pointed and cursed at the old lady on the floor.
She continued by shouting, "Why are you not watching where you're going?! I almost sprained my ankle and fell! Can you afford to send me to the hospital if I end up being hurt? Do you know who I am? Huh?!"
Yan Rumei moved her feet and started to walk over to where the ruckus is.
"Miss..." Bodyguard Bo was about to tell her to not bother with the commotion when Yan Rumei cut him off by slightly brushing her hand in the air.
She knew this b*tch and her unreasonable personality, so she's definitely, absolutely, doubtlessly, surely the one in the wrong here.
Just look at her crying that she's the victim and already threatening for compensation when the one who's clearly hurt more is the old lady on the floor?
"Oh my god! One of my laces is a little torn! You old hag, look what you've done!" She pointed again.
"Do you know how much this cost? This is Chanel!" she cried.
"My boyfriend bought it from Country F as a gift for me. And you ruined it!"
"Gah! You're so hateful! You ruined my night! I'm still going to meet someone on the 5th floor. How are you goi--"
The woman was cut off when Yan Rumei got in between them.
She crouched closer to the old lady and then kneeled. "Ma'am, are you alright?"
The old lady raised her head to look at Yan Rumei's face and she finally woke up from her confusion.
When Yan Rumei was wearing her office clothes, people would usually describe her as dull and strict looking like a school principal. Not to mention the fact that sometimes she also wears cat-eye shaped glasses, and she would usually tie her hair up in a clean bun.
But today, the old lady seemed to have seen an angel when she looked at her face.
Black waist-long wavy hair, a make-up free clean face, black bright eyes and perfectly shaped eyebrows which are slightly scrunched. She can sense worry in her expression.
Before she could respond, Yan Rumei placed her arm under her armpits and pulled her up. "Are you hurt anywhere? Let me help you up."