บท 702: Miss Son

At Shanghai Hongqiao International Airport was a fleet of cars that had an extraordinary presence. Once they stopped, they opened at the same time. More than twenty men in suits and leather shoes locked down a small area nearby in a very cultured manner. 

When a stylish woman with an extraordinary presence and an exaggerated pair of sunglasses over her face walked out of the airport under the escort of a few bodyguards, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler walked forward with a few secretaries without saying anything. 

She showed great respect. "Miss, my name is Kim Ruo-rin. The master ordered us to be in charge of your work and daily life in China. If you have anything you are dissatisfied with, you can order me to fix it."