"Do I need an appointment to meet her?" Vann asked doubtfully.
"Of course you need it. Do you think that everyone can meet her as they please?" The thin man said.
Seeing this, Vann explained hurriedly, "I am President An's bodyguard. I got up late today. Hence, I am late. Please inform her."
"Well? Do you have President An’s number?" The fat guard asked.
"Of course!" Vann nodded.
Yesterday, Aurora bought him a mobile phone and he had saved Old Master An’s and her number in it. Being reminded by the guards, he suddenly remembered.
He went to his bag and suddenly jolted. When he changed his clothes in the morning, he had left the mobile phone in the trousers pocket.
Moreover, in the morning, Mr. An had also reminded him that if he couldn't find the way, he could call h
