Earning 100 million a day, yet trapped in a county town.

Chapter 100: I need to hire a bodyguard. Can you stay with me tonight?

His gaze swept over Shen Qingxue's body without any attempt to conceal it, from her collarbone to her thighs, as if he wanted to devour her on the spot.

The other two blond-haired men also joined in the commotion.

"Hey beautiful, wanna grab a drink with us?"

"Dressed like that and standing by the roadside, isn't she just waiting for someone to hit on her?"

The three of them swayed and staggered towards Shen Qingxue.

One of the blond-haired men even reached out and tried to touch Shen Qingxue's arm.

Shen Qingxue frowned and subconsciously took a step back.

She wasn't unfamiliar with such scenes.

Over the years in marketing, I've encountered all sorts of people in social situations.

But that was at a dinner party, with colleagues and clients around, completely different from this dark alleyway.

Her heart began to race, and her hands unconsciously tightened their grip on the bag strap.

Just as she was about to reprimand someone, a figure blocked her way.

"Don't touch her."

Wang Guanxi's voice rang out, not loud, but deep.

He took a step forward, standing between Shen Qingxue and the blond-haired man.

The blond-haired leader's smile instantly turned into displeasure when he was blocked like that.

He had drunk quite a bit and was much bolder than usual, reaching out to push Wang Guanxi's shoulder.

"Who the hell are you? Looking for a beating?"

The hand had only reached halfway when a blinding white headlight shone directly from the street corner.

The blond-haired man squinted at the bright light, his outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and he subconsciously turned his head to look.

A black Rolls-Royce Cullinan drove out from around the corner and came to a smooth stop at the alley entrance.

The car body gleamed dimly under the streetlights, like a silent behemoth.

The car door opened, and Cecilia Cheung got out of the driver's seat.

She wore a dark blue business suit today, with her hair tied in a low ponytail, looking capable and efficient.

She got out of the car, glanced at the three blond-haired men, and then her gaze fell on Wang Guanxi.

"Mr. Wang, I'm here to pick you up. There was a bit of traffic on the way, which caused a two-minute delay."

Wang Guanxi nodded without saying anything, then turned and walked to the trunk of the Rolls-Royce, opening the lid.

In the trunk, there was a black baseball bat.

He took it out, held it in his hand, and weighed it in his hand.

Then he turned around and walked towards the three blond-haired men.

His steps were not fast, in fact, they were quite slow.

The baseball bat in his hand hung at his side, its shaft gleaming dimly in the streetlight.

When the three blond-haired men saw that he had a baseball bat in his hand, they instantly sobered up considerably.

The blond-haired leader's gaze shifted back and forth between the baseball bat and Wang Guanxi's face, then he glanced at the Rolls-Royce parked by the roadside. He knew that the young man in front of him was no ordinary person. His expression changed from arrogance to hesitation, and then to fear.

Wang Guanxi walked to a spot about three steps away from them and stopped.

He didn't speak.

He just stood there, holding a baseball bat, watching them.

There was silence for about three seconds.

The blond-haired leader swallowed hard and took a step back.

"Fine—you've got guts."

After saying that, he turned around and walked quickly to the other end of the alley.

Seeing this, the other two blond-haired men quickly followed, their steps unsteady, not daring to look back.

The three people quickly disappeared into the night.

The alleyway was quiet again.

Wang Guanxi glanced down at the baseball bat in his hand, put it back in the trunk, and closed the lid.

"Get in the car," he said.

Shen Qingxue stood there, leaning against the wall, and took a few deep breaths before her heartbeat gradually calmed down.

She straightened up, straightened her cardigan which had been scraggly, opened the back door, and got in.

Wang Guanxi opened the car door and sat in the back seat.

Cecilia Cheung returned to the driver's seat and started the car.

The Cullinan's engine emitted a deep roar as it smoothly drove onto the main road of Jiangcheng.

Outside the car window, the streetlights receded one by one, their light and shadow flashing alternately inside the car.

The carriage was quiet for a while.

Wang Guanxi leaned back in the passenger seat, silent and not saying a word.

But a thought took root in his mind.

It's time to hire a bodyguard.

Fortunately, today we only encountered three drunk thugs who didn't even have any weapons; a baseball bat was enough to scare them away.

But what about later?

As Chongxi's business grew, more and more people came to know him.

Who can guarantee that the next person they encounter won't be carrying a knife?

Who can guarantee that Wen Guoliang won't have any ulterior motives?

I can't keep going on like this all by myself.

You need to find someone to protect you.

The Cullinan drove along the main road of Jiangcheng, passed two traffic lights, and turned a corner, where the white exterior of the Jia Hua Hotel came into view.

Shen Qingxue sat in the back seat, looking out the car window at the street scene rushing past.

Thinking back on what just happened, I still feel a lingering fear.

If it weren't for Wang Guanxi being there, and if his driver hadn't arrived just in time, something unpleasant might have happened.

She pulled at the front of her cardigan, wrapping herself up a little tighter.

There was a third person present in the car.

She took her phone out of her bag, opened WeChat, found Wang Guanxi's profile picture, and typed a message.

"Could you stay with me tonight? I'm a little scared being alone in the hotel."

After sending the message, she didn't lock the screen; she just held the phone in her hand and looked out the window.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Guanxi's phone vibrated slightly.

Wang Guanxi glanced down at his phone screen, saw the words, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Then I replied with an "OK".

The car came to a smooth stop in front of the hotel's revolving door.

Cecilia Cheung turned around: "Mr. Wang, we've arrived."

Wang Guanxi unbuckled his seatbelt and said to Xie Baizhi, "Baizhi, you go back first, leave the Cullinan here."

Cecilia Cheung's fingers paused slightly on the steering wheel, but quickly returned to normal.

She nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

Wang Guanxi and Shen Qingxue got out of the car.

"Let's go."

Shen Qingxue nodded and followed him into the hotel lobby.

The lobby of the Jia Hua Hotel was nearly empty at this time of day.

There was only one girl at the front desk working the night shift. She was looking down at her phone when she heard footsteps, looked up, saw a guest, and quickly stood up to greet him: "Good evening."

Wang Guanxi nodded: "Get me a room, a double room, on a higher floor."

The receptionist's gaze unconsciously swept between him and Shen Qingxue standing behind her, but her professionalism allowed her to quickly regain her composure.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

She typed a few words on the computer, quickly completed the formalities, and handed over a room key with both hands.

"Mr. Wang, room 1806, top floor executive king room. The elevator is on your right."

"Thanks."

Wang Guanxi took the room key and turned to walk towards the elevator.

Shen Qingxue followed behind him, her footsteps echoing softly in the spacious lobby.

The two people entered the elevator one after the other.

The elevator doors slowly closed.

There were only the two of them in the elevator car.

Soft, warm yellow light shone down from above, falling on Shen Qingxue's shoulders and collarbone, casting a soft glow on her fair skin.

Shen Qingxue stood next to Wang Guanxi, the two of them very close, close enough to hear each other's breathing.

The numbers jumped up and down, one by one.

No one spoke.

The atmosphere was subtly quiet, like a string being slowly stretched taut.

The elevator reached the eighteenth floor.

The door opened.

Upon reaching the room door, Wang Guanxi took out his room key and opened the door with a "beep".

Wang Guanxi pushed open the door, turned to the side, and glanced at Shen Qingxue.

"Come in."