When the motorcade stopped in front of her, the girl visibly retreated a bit awkwardly.
"Okay."
The bodyguard next to him responded, opened the door, got out of the car, and jogged over to the girl, pointing at the motorcade and saying a few words, but the latter shook her head vigorously, appearing very resistant and wary.
Nonsense...
Who just gets into someone else's car for no reason?
The bodyguard had no choice but to return to the car, "She... doesn't quite trust us."
"Then forget it, let's go." Victor didn't insist, waved his hand, "Drive."
Casare lowered his voice, "Boss, do you like her?"
"What's there to like or not like, it's just appreciation."
Political figures are very straightforward, either they learn English below the belt, or they just purely want to chat, most of the time it's the former.
