When everyone else was out of sight, he stepped forward. "Mr. Jin, are you alright?"
"Useless! You've embarrassed me this much—it's all your fault." Jin Yu glared at him fiercely.
Xiao Long pressed his lips together and silently endured the employer's tirade.
These rich people—they always have an unbelievably bad temper. They call you a brother in normal times, but when something goes wrong, they take it out on the bodyguard by their side.
Fortunately, he's already gotten used to it over the years.
He never takes their words seriously; keeping his position clear is more important than anything.
At that moment, his phone suddenly chimed with a notification, and Xiao Long became instantly alert.
He took out his phone and opened the hidden system.
Thirty seconds ago, a message from his friend Huang Xiao had come through.
