In addition, most of the large hotels, shopping malls, and enterprises in the imperial capital are all owned by Mansion No. 7.
So, who dares to say anything.
Unless you don't want to mix it up.
"Seventh Master."
The lobby manager hurriedly walked out and greeted him.
While hurriedly helping Bo Qichen press the elevator.
The elevator is an elevator, and ordinary people can't use it.
The elevator door opened, Bo Qichen walked in, and then Dongfang Bo and several people hurriedly followed.
The lobby manager bent down respectfully, didn't dare to look at it, stood outside the elevator, and waited for the elevator door to close before he got up, patted his chest and hurriedly breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately after, there was a sound of uniform footsteps in the lobby, and the lobby manager swallowed his saliva in fright as he looked at the black-clothed people who walked over, and then he watched the black-clothed people walk to the safe passage, that is, the stairwell.
Tut-tut, Bo Qiye went to the fourteenth floor, do these black-clothed people also have to climb the stairs to the fourteenth floor Also, there are so many people who can't sit in the elevator.
The black-clothed man in Mansion No. 7 is also famous, and this fourteenth floor is nothing.
The lobby manager vaguely felt that nothing good had happened today.
On the fourteenth floor, the elevator door opened, and Bo Qichen was the first to walk out. “1411。”
Dongfang Bo glanced at the corridor, and then his gaze fell on the house number of a room not far away.
There were six bodyguards standing at the door of that room.
Bo Qichen turned around expressionlessly and walked over directly, without saying anything the whole time.
Bo Qichen himself walked in the front, behind him Dongfang Bo and Zuo Xiaoli walked side by side, and at the back were Feng Jin and Ouyang Zuo who were walking side by side.
"There are only six bodyguards outside."
Ouyang Zuo lowered his voice and communicated with Feng Jin.
Feng Jin lost his original lazy appearance, and became serious, he tilted his head slightly, and then spoke: "How cunning Charles is, it's not that you don't know, there are not many people outside, it doesn't mean that there is no one inside."
This time, he dared to come to the imperial capital in such a high-profile manner, how could he not make any preparations. ” After a pause, he said again: "This time, he came here, and the imperial capital was another bloody storm.
Anyway, the Seventh Master has already thought of a countermeasure to respond to all changes without change. ” After all, this is the imperial capital, and the Dorsett Hotel is still the property of Mansion No. 7, since Charles chose to be here, he must have a perfect plan, but Who are they.
As soon as he got closer, Bo Qichen didn't even give a few bodyguards a look, and the bodyguards reached out and opened the door directly, making a gesture of please.
On the sofa in the living room, a man with a western face, who seemed to be only in his thirties, had two and a half women at his feet, and then wantonly teased him.
Behind the sofa on the side, there were ten bodyguards.
Bo Qichen walked over and sat directly on the sofa opposite the man, and Dongfang Bo and a few people consciously stood behind Bo Qichen.
Several of them were dressed in formal suits, looking serious and so handsome.
One stop there is a beautiful landscape.
"Bo Qiye has admired his name for a long time."
Charles raised his eyes to look over, and the smile on his lips was so obscene Bo Qichen's brows frowned slightly, his legs naturally overlapped, and then leaned back.
He had the most natural kingly aura, he didn't need to speak, he didn't need to make any movements, he just sat there, and his aura suddenly opened up.
Seeing that Bo Qichen ignored him, just lowered his eyes and stroked his cuffs with one hand, Charles shrugged, and then kicked the ěu under his feet.
The two women hurriedly got up and left
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