Tang Bufan smiled, stood up, and said to Zhu Dafu, "Follow her closely, keep an eye on her, and by the way, take her to room 508 on the fifth floor to find Pang Tong. Just say it's my idea, got it?"
Zhu Dafu didn't dare dispute him and nodded repeatedly, "Understood, understood, Mr. Tang, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of the young lady."
Tang Bufan lightly tapped his chest, his smile not fully reaching his eyes, "Not mine, it's his."
"His?" Zhu Dafu gasped, quickly bowed his head, not daring to ask; only someone from the Qin Family could make the great young master of the Tang family speak thus.
Two underlings hurriedly took Tang Bufan upstairs in the elevator, while Zhu Dafu, with his bulky body, squatted down and obsequiously said to Ah Da, "Young master, shall we go upstairs then?"
Since it involved the Third Young Master, Zhu Dafu knew he needed to be completely alert.