Chen Dong, the person in charge of Parallel Universe China Branch, bowed slightly and said respectfully.
"Well, let's go."
Lin Ze took the lead and walked at the front. Behind him were two bodyguards who were not Chen Dong, the person in charge of the magic city.
They are professional bodyguards hired by Lin Ze from Blackwater. One is Mark Bridges, who retired from the Rangers, and the other is Matt Baker, who retired from the Navy SEALs.
The annual fees Lin Ze pays them alone are as high as 500,000 US dollars, and the bonuses Lin Ze privately gives them are almost the same amount.
After all, in the Lighthouse Country, no matter how hard Lin Ze fights, he can't escape.
Sir! Times have changed!
Bang!
Just like the system's description of the pistol skill, the gun is faster from seven steps away, and the gun is faster within seven steps.
After Mark and Matt, Chen Dong, the person in charge of China in Parallel Time and Space, is half a step behind them.
Such a combination would attract the attention of the crowd at the airport, and some people couldn't help but raise their mobile phones and point them at Lin Ze in the front row.
However, Mark and Matt, who were particularly sensitive, subconsciously looked towards the place where the flash was lit. Their sharp eyes made the person who took the photo lower his head and put away his mobile phone.
Lin Ze noticed the nervousness of the two bodyguards and joked with a smile: "Relax, don't worry about someone shooting me suddenly."
Mark, the one in charge of the two, nodded after hearing this, but still maintained his previous state.
Chen Dong, who had been lagging behind, interjected: "There is no need to worry about the safety of the Magic City."
"It should be said that there is no need to worry about the security of the entire country." Lin Ze corrected.
Chen Dong flattered him and said: "I didn't expect Mr. Lin that you know so much about the domestic situation in the United States."
Lin Ze laughed and said: "Old Chen, when I sent you here to take charge of the branch, I was interested in your ability to flatter people."
"Lin Ze, you won the award." Chen Dong's face was full of smiles after being praised, and he didn't feel that Lin Ze was mocking him at all.
Although Lin Ze really didn’t mean to be sarcastic.
After all, Lin Ze really valued him when he sent him to the Magic City. Only with a character like his can he thrive in the Magic City or the domestic film and television industry.
Pudong Airport, the capital of Shanghai, is one of the largest producers of celebrities at the airport. There are many station ladies, photographers, reporters and other people who make a living by taking pictures.
The slightly flamboyant Lin Ze naturally attracted their attention. They were not intimidated by the looks of Mark and Mark like the fans just now.
After all, the motivations between the two are different. One is purely out of curiosity, and the other is to make money.
Immediately, a large number of people with high-end cameras gathered around Lin Ze. Mark and Matt were on both sides of Lin Ze in time.
It was poor Chen Dong who was mercilessly squeezed out of the crowd by these people, leaving him behind in tears.
The camera in the hand of an acting photographer was pointed at Lin Ze and he was shooting frantically all the time. With his hands as steady as an old dog, he even had the time to ask a familiar entertainment reporter next to him: "Is this guy really big enough? What?"
Origin?"
The entertainment reporter responded with an ignorant look: "I don't know either!"
The intern who was working hard to take pictures next to him was dumbfounded and put down the camera in his hand, "Then why are we taking pictures of him?"
"That's right! Didn't you mean that... that one from that group... that Jun's plane has arrived? Aren't you going to take a picture of him?" Someone beside him interjected.
The entertainment reporter said nonchalantly: "What's so good about him? This guy's identity is extraordinary. After the photo is taken, it will be much easier to write about it than that little star."
There were some financial reporters behind them who couldn't bear to listen. They shouted angrily: "Since you don't know each other, why don't you delay things here? We turned around to take pictures of him."
The station sister turned around without listening and asked: "Do you know him?"
The financial reporter rolled his eyes and said: "If you share with me a copy of the photos in your camera, I will tell you who he is."
"Add another 50 yuan." The station sister immediately started to raise the price.
"Deal."
The financial reporter put down the camera comfortably and rubbed his sore shoulders.
When had he suffered this?
"Do you know Harry Potter and A Song of Ice and Fire?"
Sister Zhan is indeed someone who has been in the entertainment industry, and she knows everything about it, "Is he the rumored Chinese writer?"
"But isn't this also a matter of the entertainment industry? What does it have to do with your finances?"
Cai remembers saying proudly: "You don't know this, right? He is more than just a writer and screenwriter! The investment company under him has invested in some high-tech companies. In less than two years, the scale of the investment company has increased
It’s billions of dollars.”
"Where did he get so much money?" Yuji, who had been listening with ears pricked up, couldn't help but question.
The entertainment reporter glanced at him and said: "Writers and screenwriters are just his hobbies. His real profession is a trader, and he is the top one."
"Now do you know how he got his money?"
The more Sister Zhan listened, the more little stars appeared in her eyes, and she couldn't help but sigh: "Isn't this the idol of my dreams? Kun! I'm sorry! I'm going to fall in love with you!"
Lin Ze, who finally walked out of the airport, was in trouble. He didn't know which car to get in.
Chen Dong, who was responsible for guiding them, disappeared somewhere, leaving Lin Ze and the two bodyguards to stand awkwardly at the entrance of the terminal.
He looked like he wanted to take a taxi but was too embarrassed to reach out.
A grandma from Hong Kong saw this scene when she was passing by, and she secretly despised: Street boy! How dare you hire two foreign bodyguards when you can’t even afford a taxi!
"Mr. Lin...Mr. Lin..." Chen Dong, who finally broke through after a lot of effort, roared with some exhaustion.
"Stop shouting!" Lin Ze felt that his previous good impression of him was completely an unnecessary illusion.
"Lin Ze, the car is over here, please come with me." Chen Dong, who knew he had done something wrong, hurriedly bowed and said.
The car Chen Dong prepared for Lin Ze was a Rolls-Royce Phantom. Chen Dong trotted over and wanted to open the door for Lin Ze, but his behavior was stopped by Matt.
Chen Dong stood there in embarrassment. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't stand it now.
Lin Ze actually didn't blame him much, he just felt a little ashamed of calling him that way just now.
He said in relief: "You go and sit in the passenger seat. I have something to ask you."
Chen Dongrum was granted amnesty and said: "Thank you Mr. Lin."
Mark went to drive, Matt and Lin Ze sat in the back seat together, and Chen Dong sat in the passenger seat, sweating profusely.
Lin Ze looked in the rearview mirror and saw Chen Dong not even daring to wipe his sweat. He laughed and said, "Am I so scary?"