Inside the black Cadillac Escalade.
The electric partition slowly rose, turning the back seat into an absolutely private space.
Shangguan Qiuya took off her sharp trench coat, casually draped it aside, and looked at Liu Jiayi beside her, who still sat with impeccable posture.
"Come to think of it, you haven't been to Manhattan in a long time, have you?"
"One year and two months." Liu Jiayi's voice was calm and emotionless.
A thoughtful glint flashed through Shangguan Qiuya's eyes. She chuckled. "Mm, that was almost exactly when Mr. Tang left the Imperial Capital and returned to Yancheng. From then on, you, Director Jin's top close-protection agent, were transferred to Golden Shield Security in Yancheng and began taking full responsibility for—Freshheart Gardens' access control management?"
By the last few words, her smile had widened, carrying a hint of teasing.
The corner of Liu Jiayi's eye twitched. She retorted stiffly, "I was only responsible for allocating personnel and building Mr. Tang's security perimeter. I wasn't working as a security guard."
Though that was what she said, she knew perfectly well that the work she had done during that period had indeed been rather down-to-earth.
"Alright, alright. Security consultant, I understand." Shangguan Qiuya stopped teasing her. "Speaking of which, Mr. Tang's former landlord and college roommate—Lu Ziming—now lives in Long Island City."
"Of course I know that." Liu Jiayi answered without hesitation.
She had conducted background checks on everyone who had appeared around Tang Song, especially those with close ties to him.
Not to mention someone like Lu Ziming, who had not only been Tang Song's college roommate, but also the first landlord Tang Song had turned to after returning to Yancheng.
She still did not know why Tang Song had chosen to live in that particular neighborhood back then, but since