Chapter 493 Ruan Qi, recognize your identity

Bai Li's words made Ruan Qi frown tightly.

Simon's aura was blood-red, which meant that he must have suffered from a bloody disaster. But she couldn't see the prophetic picture, which meant that Simon's bloody disaster was 100% related to her.

Maybe, this bloody disaster is not only Simon's, but maybe hers as well.

...It seems that this arms show is going to be extremely dangerous.

I just don’t know if the other party is coming for her, Simon, or Solomon as a whole.

Ruan Qi narrowed her eyes thoughtfully. Simon Austin, who had his back turned to her, seemed to feel something. He suddenly turned his head and saw the little girl standing there stupidly.

He frowned coldly: "What are you doing standing there? Pretending to be a statue?"

"..." Ruan Qi's heavy heart was momentarily speechless.

As expected of a dazzling capitalist, his words are as mean as ever.

The little girl rolled her eyes dissatisfied, put her hands in her sweater pockets, and walked over.

Simon Austin glanced at her, "When did you arrive?"

"Just arrived." Ruan Qi glanced at the bodyguards following him and asked, "Where is the mercenary group you hired?"

Simon Austin: "Outside the convention and exhibition center. There is a limit on the number of exhibitors in the exhibition hall. You can only bring five bodyguards. I asked them to guard outside. What? Is something wrong?"

Ruan Qi shook his head, "It's okay for the time being, but I think something will happen soon. This arms show is not peaceful, and the advent of R7 will bring a lot of danger to the two of us."

After saying that, she hesitated and said tactfully, "Simon, I am an ancient warrior, and ordinary people cannot hurt me. But you are an ordinary person, do you want to..."

"You want me to leave and leave you here alone?" Simon interrupted her.

Ruan Qi paused and said slowly: "It's not like abandoning me. It's just that instead of both of us being in danger, it's better to save one of us first. You are the helmsman of Solomon. If something happens to you, Solomon will be finished..."

"You have really good intentions." Simon Austin sneered. Suddenly, the conversation changed, "But I don't agree!"

Ruan Qi: "...Don't act on your own initiative."

"I just like to act on impulse." Seeing that she wanted to persuade her, Simon Austin frowned and said ruthlessly, "I am the person in charge of Solomon, and I have the final say in all matters big and small. You are just an employee, Qisha, Know who you are!”

Ruan Qi: "..."

The face of capital is indeed ugly.

I really want to slap him.

Ruan Qi was so angry with her unreasonable boss that her liver ached. She gritted her teeth and was about to reveal something about the X organization to him when a voice suddenly interrupted.

"Mr. Austin, we meet again."

Ruan Qi felt that the voice sounded familiar.

She subconsciously raised her head and met a pair of twinkling triangular eyes.

Ruan Qi was startled and thought for a few seconds before she recognized who he was.

Ron Smith, the fat man whose hand was beaten into trotters by her slap on the first day of the exhibition.

He was also the arms dealer who teamed up with BC Manufacturing to copy her Thor fighter jet, and ended up losing billions.

What is he doing here again?

Ruan Qi frowned, but she saw Ron Smith glance at her, hatred flashing in his triangular eyes.

But this hatred was fleeting, and he soon laughed again, turning to one side to reveal the person behind him.

"Mr. Simon Austin," the man raised his lips, looked at Simon with a sinister look, and said, "We haven't seen each other for a long time since the last time we said goodbye in court. Solomon took my BC and made so much compensation. Don’t you want to give us an explanation?”

Hearing this, Ruan Qi finally recognized who this person was.

The boss of BC Manufacturing, the scoundrel who copied her work, Thomson.