Wei An, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately picked up a prepared dark gray sports coat and put it on Xining's shoulders.
"Thank you!" Xining looked at Boss Qian, who was wearing a finely woven cotton and linen Tang suit: "Please inform Mr. Qian's two entourages and help them prepare suitable clothes."
Wei An tilted his head slightly and said with the arrogance and humility of a British butler: "We are ready. Please wait in the car for a while."
Immediately, a male servant came forward and said extremely respectfully: "Mr. Qian, please."
Xining smiled: "See you later."
"See you later." Boss Qian's tone was obviously official and polite. Now that things have come to an end, it’s time to change clothes.
Boss Qian was leaning on the recliner. Next to the recliner was a shelf. On the shelf was a fishing rod. The place where the fishing line stretched out was the blue lake. From time to time, there were very big pelicans with big mouths on their heads. pass by.
Not only him, but the assistants and lawyers he brought were also enjoying the holiday-like treatment, drinking beer and eating barbecue nearby. Sometimes the caught fish is directly processed and put on the grill. It tastes fresh and fat.
This is the deck of the yacht. The yacht is quite big, with three floors. Because there are still fifteen male and female maids to fit in, as well as a dozen security guards dressed all in black and wearing black sunglasses, who look like professional security guards.
"Fish, Mr. Qian, the fish is hooked!" the assistant shouted excitedly.
Boss Qian then sat up and grabbed the fishing rod. This time the fish was a bit big, so it took a little effort to pull the fish up.
"This one is so big!" The assistant and the lawyer were happily trying to take the fish off the hook, but were stopped.
"Don't move yet!" A male servant held a camera in his hand: "Mr. Qian, this fish is so big. Hold the fish and take a photo."
Boss Qian helplessly held up this lake fish, which was over a foot long and didn’t know what species it was, but it was edible anyway, and posed.
"Smile~"
Looking at the camera, Boss Qian felt that this incident was indeed a bit funny, so he burst out laughing. The moment when he was carrying the trophy and smiling brightly, he happened to be photographed.
After arranging the photos, the fish was taken away by the assistant and immediately sent to the valet to be cleaned and cut into pieces for putting on the grill.
Boss Qian turned around and looked at the latest game winner in a certain region next to him: "Miss Guo, why don't you just relax?"
Xining was sitting at a white round table not far away, opening his notebook and flipping through some legal information. After hearing this, he stopped temporarily and joked: "Mr. Qian, this can help me relax." He pointed his hand at the notebook.
Boss Qian was dumbfounded: "How can you relax? You seem to be working."
"Yeah~" Her words made Boss Qian feel even more amused: "For some people, the feeling of working is worse than death. But for me, working makes me feel that I am still alive."
But at the same time it was funny, I felt sad.
The games he had seen several times were available in various places. After the game, some winners squandered their money everywhere and lived a life of luxury; others lived in a muddle, just like the living dead, as if their souls also died with the other contestants in the game. It takes some time to recover.
After experiencing death, people change.
But no winner will be like her, who is still working even during rest and entertainment time. Boss Qian even felt that the meeting last night was just for business.
"But it's time to take a rest." Xining pinched the bridge of her nose between her eyes with her fingers to relieve her sore eyes. She closed her laptop and walked to the recliner that originally belonged to her.
After sitting down, reach for the fishing rod. After pulling a few times, he suddenly lifted the fishing rod. Unexpectedly, a fish took the bait in such a short period of time, but the fish was too small.
Boss Qian burst out laughing when he saw this little catfish that was only half a finger long. This little girl was always unexpected.
Xining thought for a while, stood up, and said to the manservant holding the camera in the same posture as Boss Qian holding the fish just now: "Take a picture, don't use beauty, just take it like this."
The manservant naturally obeyed the order, pressed his fingers continuously, and took several pictures with a digital camera.
The fish was so small that it was taken off the hook and thrown into the lake. The water quality here is really good and there are many fish. The main reason is that local people don't like to eat fish because they think there are too many fish bones.
After sitting down, the assistant brought a plate of barbecue food in front of her. Xining took it and said, "Looks like I'm going to have a hard time. Is this the big fish I caught just now?"
"That fish will have to wait a while." The assistant went to the grill again. This could be left to the servants, but it would be a lot less fun.
A bag was thrown onto the deck, and a man wearing diving goggles and flippers crawled up. The bag contained clam shells that had just been caught from the bottom of the lake. The assistant and the lawyer hurried over to get them. Since they didn’t know how to handle them, they had to wait for someone to clean the clams, crack them open with a knife and put them on the grill. After a while, it started to sizzle, and the smell and sound made me salivate.
Local people don’t eat this stuff, so there should be a lot of it in the lake, but for them, it’s all delicious.
Xi Ning carefully took one and sucked half of the clam meat in the shell into his mouth mixed with the soup. The deliciousness was unbelievable.
Boss Qian followed suit and killed all ten of them together, waiting for the next wave to catch them.
After washing his hands in water with lemon slices, Boss Qian took the handed towel and wiped his hands: "No wonder you chose to immigrate here, but do you plan to live like this in the future?"
Boss Qian looked around. Each of the dozen security guards had earplugs in their ears, their hands on their abdomens, their heads turning, vigilantly looking for possible situations.
"There are a lot of eyes on me now. You can get more by kidnapping me than robbing a bank." Xining said with a bit of helplessness. Even if there were hundreds of millions of cash in the bank vault, it would need to be moved: "I checked, and one 100 million in cash weighs a ton, and I am much lighter than cash."
Boss Qian was amused by her again and laughed.
Another bag was fished up from the bottom of the lake, and the clams inside were taken out as usual, half of the shells were removed, washed and put on the grill.
At this moment, two security guards came over carrying a box. After opening the box, a person was poured out of it.
The man was in his thirties, wearing a black professional suit. He was tied up, his eyes were covered with black cloth, and his mouth was sealed with tape. He lay in front of him like a shrimp. He must have been beaten. The white shirt underneath was stained with blood, and the few parts of his face that were exposed were bruised and bruised.
Boss Qian was startled. Xining blinked and looked sideways at Wei An, who had been standing next to him: "This is it?"
Wei An indicated with his eyes to continue, so the security guard pulled the black cloth from the man's eyes.
After removing the black cloth covering his eyes, the man's eyes were suddenly irritated and he couldn't open them for a while. He squinted his eyes for a long time. After the halo in front of his eyes passed, he could see the person in front of him clearly. He suddenly struggled excitedly and started to move from the tape to seal the eyes. A "Woo" sound came out of his mouth.
