The high heels are stepping on the luxurious crystal bottom, making a brisk sound, which is different from the noise in the trading hall.
There was no noise, and it was quiet like a calm lake, deep, but it was filled with a strange atmosphere.
At the deepest part of the corridor on the tenth floor, there is a huge presidential suite occupying the entire floor.
There are layers of bodyguards there, and all the personnel, even the "green" people, cannot break into the tenth floor without authorization.
Otherwise, even death would not be known.
This place seems quiet and harmless, but in fact it is the most dangerous place in the entire "green" club. Every quiet breath is like a breath of wild beasts, and every trace is filled with bloodthirsty like a purgatory.
Breath of life.
There is only one room on the floor here, and this room has only one key. The key is the boss behind this "green" club, a Satan who really comes from the dark purgatory.
The woman crossed the long walkway and came to the door of the room to stand in front of the room.
"Go in and report it. I have something to see the boss." She spoke.
The bodyguards standing outside the door looked at each other, then nodded, and one of the bodyguards immediately pushed open the door and walked in.
In the huge room, it was like an ancient castle empire. There was not much bright colors in the whole room. The surrounding Australian and European-style balcony was covered by layers of thick black curtains, and the one that was pendant on the ceiling
Under the European-style luxurious and retro glass chandeliers, light lights are scattered.
In the quiet room, under the dim light, there was an increasingly terrifying mysterious atmosphere.
The bodyguard walked in on the Australian wool carpet that was enough to sink into his entire ankle and slowly came to the center of the room.
He bent down and said respectfully: "Boss, Sister Lili wants to see you."
The man leaning lazily on the sofa has a strong and majestic figure, and his skin is half hidden in the darkness. A face that looks like a Greek sculpture is hidden in the black mask, revealing only the deep and dark pair of
Eyes.
But a light from his eyes instantly enveloped him in layers of intimidating danger.
The man on the sofa looked at the huge screen hanging on the wall, his eyes fell on the delicate and beautiful face on the screen, and slowly brought up a playful smile.
Something interesting!
The man on the sofa, whose lazy sitting posture seemed casual, was actually in the most perfect position of attack and defense. He laid one hand behind his head and casually tapped the armrest of the sofa next to him.
Then he nodded, raised his hand, and signaled the bodyguard who had been standing by the side with respect down his head and retreated.
The door was opened again. This time, a woman wearing a tight red dress came in. The pair of high heels under her feet fell on the Australian wool carpet, hiding all the sounds.
The woman slowly walked to the man and knelt down. Her carefully outlined face slightly lowered, with a respectful expression on her face, quietly waiting for the man to speak.
"Bring her here." The man didn't even look at the woman kneeling beside him. There was no trace of warmth in his eyes, no expression, and it was as cold as the deadly Luosha in hell.