Chapter 606 The Right Person Will Never Be Late

The hotel room’s soundproofing was amazing. When Quentin finally caught up, he saw a group of people standing at the door of the hotel room, looking at each other. When they saw Quentin, they hurriedly said, "Quentin, the President has been inside for a long time...should we...wait?" Quentin rolled his eyes at the group. He had already returned to his usual playful self at this point. "Go do what you have to…two of you can stand guard here." After saying that, he swept a glance around. A flash of harshness crossed his slightly smiling face. "Just now you said that you found Madam's assistant. Where is she?" "She’s just next door." The door to the room beside them was half open. This floor was basically empty. Some people liked to reserve rooms here long term, but only came to spend the night once in a while. Quentin looked into the room from the door and saw Lindsey's assistant sleeping. She was covered with a jacket, which was probably done by his subordinates. He pointed his chi