Little Royal Manor.
The small factory that Lin Yun had rented.
Staring at the small factory in front of her, which was only about 100 square meters, Lin Mengmeng widened her eyes, incredulously saying, "This is the small factory that you want those B-class security guards to protect?"
It was indeed a small factory. At first, she thought she had mistaken it for another one, but after careful observation, she confirmed that this small factory was indeed only about 100 square meters.
Compared to a hotel, this small factory seemed unreliable. She couldn't believe that this 100 square meter area was supposed to accommodate the work of ten security guards. What were they supposed to protect?
Furthermore, she wondered what kind of products did this small factory produce to warrant such a grand-scale protection by ten B-class security guards?
Even if gold was being mined here, such a small place wouldn't justify deploying that many B-class securities, would it?
