Xu Fan turned his head to see a small security guard with his cap askew approach from the entrance, looking imposing enough to fix Xu Fan in place.
"Who's causing trouble here? Jiajia, beauty, I've come to protect you!" The small security guard announced as he made his way to the receptionist with a triumphant gait.
Xu Fan looked at the security guard with a hint of helplessness and spoke coldly, "It was your boss Xu who allowed me to come up, so what are you shouting about?"
"Damn it, kid, do you know that I am the Gatekeeper of Xinghai Media? If you want to make trouble here, you have to get past me first!" The small security guard bent his scrawny arm, making a muscle-flexing gesture at Xu Fan, which was comical due to his skinny arms.
"If you don't let me go up now, don't come begging me to go up later!" Xu Fan said, his expression growing colder as he spoke slowly to the small security guard.
