Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!

He closed the car door with a bang and jogged around the front of the car to the passenger seat. As he ran, he took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on. He opened the car door and stretched out his left hand. His actions were gentlemanly. His deep eyes behind the sunglasses were cold. He said, “Madam, you should get out of the car with my help.”

Ye Jian knew that he was pretending to be a gentleman.

He had wrapped a large floral head scarf around his head to cover his face. He also wore sunglasses, and when he looked up, he didn’t look like a Chinese man. He didn’t look like the Captain Xia she knew either.

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Looking at the hand that was reaching out, Ye Jian cooperated very well, revealing the arrogance of a woman. She only cooperated with her words and expressions, but her limbs didn’t cooperate. “Why are you so gentlemanly? Unfortunately, I’m not a delicate princess. Sorry, I don’t need your help.” As she spoke, she slapped Xia Jinyuan’s left hand away and got out of the car herself.

He didn’t look like he just wanted to hold her hand. He looked like he would carry her down at any moment!

Ye Jian knew it was a trick. However, she could also choose to cooperate somewhat.

Just like now, she slapped his hand away and walked past him. She raised her chin slightly and walked toward the hotel door.

This change made her seem a little energetic. Her comrades thought that Azure Bird would definitely go along with Q King. Who knew that she would use a better method?

In front, Ye Jian said calmly, “What are you waiting for? Hurry up and catch up.” She spoke in a pure American accent.

Z7 couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Xia Jinyuan clapped his hands and said casually, “Alright, pay attention to your surroundings. Ye Jian and I will go in first.” Then, he quickly chased after her and held Ye Jian’s hand as they walked toward the entrance of the hotel.

This time, Ye Jian didn’t slap his hand away. She had cooperated with Xia Jinyuan on so many missions outside. Ye Jian knew when she could joke around and when she should cooperate with Xia Jinyuan to disguise themselves better. In this aspect, Ye Jian still knew her limits.

Just now, no one was paying attention to her, so she deliberately didn’t cooperate with Xia Jinyuan. Now that she had entered the eyes of some people, she naturally had to cooperate.

She looked around the hotel. Surprisingly, there was no service staff at the door.

Was it because it was a war-torn country, so they didn’t even hire service staff?

Ye Jian thought about it casually. She walked through the brightly polished glass door with Xia Jinyuan and entered the hotel lobby that was filled with rough designs.

The receptionist of the hotel was a tall, blue-eyed, and handsome young man with blond hair. It was rare to see a white man in a country like Masoli.

After the young man saw Xia Jinyuan and Ye Jian, he didn’t greet them in the language of Marsoli. Instead, he asked in a standard London accent, “Hello there, is there anything I can help you with?”

It was easy to deal with someone who knew English. Xia Jinyuan, who was wearing sunglasses, leaned against the front desk and raised his hand. He took off his sunglasses elegantly and smiled with a pure American accent. “Do you have a suite here? We want the best suite.”

A young black man wearing a sports suit, who looked somewhat like a waiter but didn’t seem to be one, came in from outside and walked directly to the front desk. He spoke to the handsome young man at the front desk in Arabic.

…Ye Jian didn’t understand any of it.