Although Wang Xiaolan drank sobering soup, she still had a terrible headache and frowned in the car.

"It's all right!"

Zhao Tiezhu opened the window and let Wang Xiaolan blow.

It's already autumn, and the wind at night is still cool. After blowing for a while, Wang Xiaolan feels much better and lies on the copilot with his eyes closed.

Zhao Tiezhu smiled helplessly and said, "It seems that after the bodyguard company has been operating, the first thing I want to do is to equip you with several bodyguards."

Wang Xiaolan grinned bitterly and said, "What do I want my bodyguard to do? I'm not a big shot. You'd...