Subconsciously, Song Yingsheng felt a little scared.

Because each of those strong men is wearing a very neat suit, just looking at the clothing, it seems that he is just an ordinary office worker, but the muscles under it cannot be concealed, with their majestic figures, it is obvious that they will not be ordinary people, more like those gangsters of the old era.

Moreover, on the faces of several of them, there are even a few scars, which are the kind of 'King' in One Punch Man, which is the kind that is terrible in words, and goes straight through the eyes, leaving a very long scar.

Therefore, Song Yingsheng, who had just seen this scene, was undoubtedly a little scared, and he wondered if this was the conspiracy that the system said, a bunch of gangsters had rushed to the office and wanted to beat him to death.

He didn't seem to have any hope of fighting back, this was the same as those strong men in the bathroom, Song Yingsheng felt that he couldn't fight at all.

What's more, this is still a one-to-many situation, and one-on-one can't be beaten, so do you need to talk about one-to-many?

As long as he is punched by them, he will probably be carried to the coffin in an instant and play music, right?

Dada, Dadada, Dada, Dadada, Dadada, he could have predicted what was going on.

So, be brave and face death!

He straightened his posture and wanted to die with dignity.

But just as he was thinking so crankily, he suddenly saw that his secretary, that is, the young girl, smiled and passed through the strong man.

Yes? Song Yingsheng was stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, I saw those strong men bowing their heads together, bending down, and saluting Song Yingsheng:

"Song is always good!"

"Ah, hello." Song Yingsheng, who was a little fluctuating, hurriedly responded.

Wipe, fortunately, there is no shame, he wiped his cold sweat, he really didn't take this identity.

According to his usual experience, if there are so many people surrounding him, it must be some gangster, the big bad.

Coupled with that terrifying momentum, it was difficult for him not to think about it at the time, not to wonder if this was some plot to kill him.

But now that I think about it, how could he, as a billionaire, not have bodyguards?

That's right, those strong men are actually his bodyguards.

They gathered around just to salute.

Fortunately, the frightened Song Yingsheng did not make any rude behavior, in the eyes of everyone, he just reacted a little slower.

"Ahem." Song Yingsheng cleared his throat and gradually calmed down, "My good bodyguards, I want to go out to eat, do you have any suggestions." ”

He didn't know what to eat nearby, so he naturally asked his bodyguard.

Several bodyguards suddenly looked at each other, and the Mr. Song in their eyes was not a person who would ask the opinions of his subordinates.

This investment genius, with a huge amount of money at a very young age, invested in Tengda Group, which was still in the grass at that time, and became the second richest person in China.

He acted vigorously and methodically, and he was always the only one who led others, not the other way around.

Such a character actually asks for the opinion of a subordinate like them?

It's a sign of respect.

Several bodyguards were immediately moved to tears, and they didn't really flow out, but in their hearts, they were already full of gratitude to Mr. Song.

Immediately, one of them proposed to Song Yingsheng: "Mr. Song, you used to like to go to Yunming's private kitchen, why don't you go today?" ”

Yun Ming? What is this? Song Yingsheng said that he had never heard of this restaurant.

But since I often go to this world, it means that it must be delicious.

After all, the requirements of rich people must be very high, and the food must not be bad.

"Okay, let's go there."

Song Yingsheng prepared to set off with bodyguards.

But at this moment, one of Song Yingsheng's bodyguards behind suddenly spoke.

He seemed to have wanted to say it a long time ago, but he was in a state of not knowing whether to say it or not, and finally said it.

"But Mr. Song, didn't you say that you probably won't go out recently?"

Well? When did I say that? Song Yingsheng wondered for a moment.

But after thinking about it, he understood that if it wasn't for what he said, it could only be said by the previous 'Mr. Song'.

However, why does he in this world say this?

There must be a reason in the middle, maybe it's a clue to a perfect clearance.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly asked:

"Did I say that? What else did I say? ”

"You said at the time that you wouldn't be going out lately because you thought it was noisy outside, as long as we helped you with food, and you also asked us to clean up and not see any small animals in the entire floor." The bodyguard replied.

"Isn't that new?" Song Yingsheng asked.

"Nope." Bodyguard said.

Well...... After listening to the answer, Song Yingsheng thought seriously for a while.

But no matter how much he thought, he didn't seem to find any clues.

Was it because of some danger that forced him to do so?

But now, he doesn't know what the danger is.

Could it be that it is the relationship between small animals?

The previous Mr. Song made it clear that he could not see small animals, and the snail was one of the small animals, and the entry of the copy was also related to the snail.

In this way, those snails should have a significant connection to the danger.

This was the conclusion he had already reached since entering the dungeon, and it was only a matter of deepening it now.

Fortunately, there has been a little progress, although I don't really understand what it really is.

Song Yingsheng smiled and responded to the bodyguard just now:

"But I've changed my mind now, anyway, thanks for the tip."

The bodyguard hurriedly gave a big salute, saying that he couldn't take it.

Then, I saw Song Yingsheng wave his hand, and a group of people got into the car and came to Yunming's private kitchen.

In the process of going, Song Yingsheng has realized that he is not in Shenzhen-Hong Kong City, but in a city called 'Jingzhou'.

Jingzhou is located in Handong Province, known as the fifth city of China, and is also a first-tier city, but it is not as powerful as Yanjing, Shanghai, Shenzhen-Hong Kong and Yangcheng.

The camera returns to Yunming's private kitchen, and as soon as Song Yingsheng saw it, he found that it had a villa-like shape and was an extremely high-end restaurant.

Walking into the private room on the third floor, the large floor-to-ceiling windows allow him to enjoy the beautiful scenery of nature.

There are all kinds of flowers and trees, full of fresh smell, and the sun shines on them, but not too bright.

The interior is also luxurious, with a large Minotti dining table and chairs placed in the middle of the room.

On top of it, there are ring lights made of metal, which do not mask the brightness of the sun's rays, but also provide sufficient illumination.

The paintings around the area, although not very valuable, match the decoration very well, and the layout of the whole room is obviously carefully arranged.

Of course, for Song Yingsheng, he doesn't have so much leisure to enjoy everywhere, at most he just looks at it a few times, and then sighs,, it's so good-looking!

Or a few idioms, what kind of golden brilliance or something, after all, he is not a liberal arts student and does not know any rhetoric.

What's more, he's here to eat, not to see the scenery.

As for what to eat, just let the chef arrange it, Song Yingsheng said that he was too lazy to think about it.

That chef will cook not far in front of Song Yingsheng's eyes and provide him with dishes, which can be regarded as VIP service.

I probably swiped my phone, and the appetizer was already served.

Most of them are small and delicate, just to give you a taste of the taste, and although they are delicious, they are not always enjoyable.

It's like letting you play a game, playing black with friends, but you can only play one game, it's really enjoyable, but it's still unfinished!

Fortunately, after another few dozen minutes, the main course finally came up.

P.S. ask for investment, ask for recommendation votes~