Hearing someone calling himself, Lin Yin looked sideways.
A lengthened Lincoln stopped by.
Then a gentleman's man came down.
He looked at Lin Yin and asked with concern: "What's the matter, do you need help?"
Lin Yin knows him. He is a company boss he met at the banquet today.
"Zeng Zong, it's not a big deal, just..." Lin Yin said with some embarrassment: "Being pestered for a phone number."
Ceng always looked at the man who stopped Lin Yin.
When a man looks at Lincoln, he comes down not only with imposing men, but also with assistants.
As soon as the other party is not to be taunted, the man said sorry and ran away in a hurry.
Lin Yin, who had been entangled for almost half an hour, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you for your help today."
Zeng always smiled: "Miss Lin is a beautiful woman, so she should learn to deal with this entanglement."
"Prepare an extra number and a trumpet, give it in person, and pull it black when you go back."