When Kong Lingyi came to Nanjing, he did not stay at his parents' house, but chose the Yangtze Hotel, the largest hotel in Nanjing.

Meng Shaoyuan came early in the morning with two small spies.

Manager Xu of the Yangtze Hotel was also an old friend of his. As soon as he saw Meng Shaoyuan, he immediately entertained him personally.

But seeing Section Chief Meng’s frowning face, he felt a little strange: “Chief Meng, what’s wrong with you?”

"What's the matter? What did you prepare for dinner?"

"What are you preparing for?"

"Guests staying on the 6th floor."

Only then did Manager Xu understand: "You said you just moved in? Chief Meng, how rich must that guest be? The entire sixth floor of our hotel has been reserved and no one else is allowed to go up. What's for dinner? She

Just give her whatever she wants to eat."

"Fart." Meng Shaoyuan cursed and looked around: "We specially invited a master chef from Ma Xiangxing and arranged for him to go to the kitchen to cook for the guests."

"Ah? Ma Xiangxing's master?"

Manager Xu wondered if he heard wrongly.

The Yangtze Hotel also has its own chef, and now it hires a master chef from outside to specialize in cooking. Isn't this a slap in the face?

Even if it belongs to Ma Xiangxing.

"Chief Meng, you can't do this..."

Just when Manager Xu spoke, Meng Shaoyuan had already whispered: "Isn't it a loss of face? I can tell you that the guests on the 6th floor like to eat Ma Xiangxing's dishes, and what you cook is not to her taste.

Also, you personally supervise the dishes every day, and then show them to me again to make sure they are fresh. Manager Xu, think about it for yourself, I came here personally just for this guest."

Manager Xu suddenly realized it and slapped his head: "Oh, Manager Meng, if it wasn't for your reminder, I almost missed something important. Cheng, Cheng, my kitchen can be used by whatever Master Ma Xiangxing does. Chief Meng, you can bring two bottles later.

Come back with the good wine."

"Forget it, I'm not in the mood to drink."

Meng Shaoyuan really has no appetite at all now: "Also, your Yangzi Hotel is also famous for its Western food. Let the chefs prepare it. Maybe the guests want to eat Western food?"

It must be absolutely foolproof.

While I was saying this, I suddenly saw a group of people walking down.

Kong Lingyi and the people around her.

Meng Shaoyuan hurriedly greeted him.

"who?"

A guard-like person blocked his way.

"Military Commander, Meng Shaoyuan."

Meng Shaoyuan showed the new ID he had just obtained.

The guard checked it carefully, then nodded and returned the document to Meng Shaoyuan.

"Miss, I am Meng Shaoyuan, deputy section chief of the Operations Section of the Second Military Unification Division, and I have been ordered to come to protect the eldest lady."

Kong Lingyi, who was wearing a dress, had no expression on his face and handed over the bag in his hand: "Go to the art exhibition."

Holy shit!

Did I help you carry your bag?

There are so many people around you, why would you choose me to carry your bags?

Meng Shaoyuan had no choice but to take the bag.

Who allows his background to be known to others and his backing to be strong?

His two little agents looked at each other.

Section Chief Meng, who was the most arrogant person in the unit, was completely defeated here.

Meng Shaoyuan was not only a bag carrier, but also became Kong Lingyi's driver.

Of course he knew about Miss Kong, and he was grateful for Hu Zongnan and Wei Lihuang. If they married Miss Kong, it was hard to say whether they would become famous generals. The defeated generals in the family would definitely not be able to escape.

Along the way, Kong Lingyi didn't say a word.

The rear windows are covered with curtains.

When they arrived at the Art Exhibition Center, Driver Meng quickly got out of the car and opened the door for Kong Lingyi.

It’s frustrating.

This is really frustrating.

After all, he is an important general under Dai Li.

There are five cars in total.

"Miss."

Meng Shaoyuan hesitated for a moment, then said: "After all, this is an art exhibition center. Not many people know your identity. If so many people enter, I'm afraid..."

Kong Lingyi snorted, and without saying anything to Meng Shaoyuan, he asked his personal maid and the guard to go in with him.

Meng Shaoyuan's identity suddenly changed from driver to bodyguard.

Life is hard.

The Art Exhibition Center has already had a large number of guests.

There are also many owners of works. Some want to promote their works, and if they get good results in the selection, they can be purchased by the Central Museum at a large price.

Others simply want to hear the audience's praise for their work.

Kong Lingyi has always been full of enthusiasm for art and appreciates every work very carefully.

Meng Shaoyuan showed little interest and would have yawned long ago if he were not afraid of being rude.

Looking at the guards and maids, they seem to have been used to it for a long time.

In front of a piece of work, Kong Lingyi stopped and looked at it for a long time.

After a while, she suddenly said: "Chief Meng."

Meng Shaoyuan was drowsy, and because of the noise of people here, he didn't pay attention for a while.

"Chief Meng." Kong Lingyi raised his voice slightly displeased.

"Ah, yes, yes. Miss, what's the matter?" Only then did Meng Shaoyuan react.

"What do you think of this painting?" Kong Lingyi asked casually.

Meng Shaoyuan is not a decathlete, so how can he know anything about painting?

After taking a look, I saw a sycamore tree that was losing its leaves at the time of the painting, and a house with a roof exposed behind it.

Then, next to the tree are two children playing.

Meng Shaoyuan didn't care at all and replied smoothly: "What is this painting? Is it painted by a child?"

Kong Lingyi was looking at the flowers there, with the back of her head facing Meng Shaoyuan, so the expression on her face changed, and Meng Shaoyuan didn't see it at all: "Tell me, why was it painted by a child?"

"Miss, I don't know how to draw either." Meng Shaoyuan replied honestly: "Anyway, I think the drawing is quite childish."

Kong Lingyi snorted and walked forward without saying anything.

What's wrong? You don't seem happy?

The guard quietly pulled Meng Shaoyuan's clothes.

The two of them deliberately slowed down their pace.

"Chief Meng, you are in trouble." The guard whispered.

"Getting into trouble?"

"That painting was painted by the eldest daughter of our family."

ah?

Meng Shaoyuan was stunned.

I told you earlier.

It’s broken, it’s broken, it’s broken this time.

What a mess.

What if the lady with this smell sued her in front of her father?

"Chief Meng, don't worry too much. When the time comes, the eldest lady will make things difficult for you, just be patient. Our eldest lady's temper will come and go quickly."

The guard said very kindly.

"Ah, I understand, I understand." Meng Shaoyuan was stunned: "Brother, could you please tell me your name?"

"Gao Fanyi."

"Brother Gao, this is my first time on such a mission. If you want anything else, please let me know."

"Do not worry."

The guard sighed.

What are you sighing for?

It's me who should sigh, okay?

Your Master Meng and I have carried out many missions and dealt with many vicious people, but no mission has been more dangerous than this one.

Yeah, dangerous.
Chapter completed!