"Well, how, how should I address you?"
Security guard Old Wang was both afraid of and curious about Ye Qiu next to him.
"Ye Qiu!" Ye Qiu said calmly. He found this Old Wang quite interesting.
Old Wang nodded, hesitated, and asked, "Can I ask something?"
"What is it?" Ye Qiu replied.
Old Wang said, "You..."
Ye Qiu waved his hand, "Look..."
While Ye Qiu and Old Wang were talking, a man in a luxurious suit, plain-looking but groomed to look handsome, was speaking to a seductive woman in a white qipao beside him, and without warning, bumped right into Old Wang.
"Oh dear."
Despite Ye Qiu's warning, Old Wang still bumped into the man. He was fine, but the man let out an "Oh dear" and suddenly glared at Old Wang. Seeing Old Wang was merely a security guard in uniform, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he coldly said, "Didn't you see me? Aren't you watching where you're going? Also, who let you in here, a security guard?"
