Through underground black boxing, the gambling industry has been promoted. Many desperadoes will come here to try their luck when they are desperate.
If you can win a few boxing matches, you can almost get enough bonus to live a carefree life for the rest of your life.
Some boxers with relatively good results may even be sought after by people like celebrities.
And this is the place where Leng Yun was besieged and fought a bloody battle last time.
At ten minutes at noon, the security guard on duty at the entrance to the most famous Bishui Yuntian Hotel in Heilong City saw a shocking scene.
A total of ten brand-new Rolls-Royces slowly drove over.
Although Bishui Yuntian Hotel is the best hotel in Heilong City, the security guards are used to seeing luxury cars and all kinds of wealthy bosses.
But this kind of scene is still very rare.
Several security guards immediately rushed forward and respectfully opened the car door.
In the first car, an old man who looked very kind and well-dressed got out. He was leaning on a cane with a dragon head carved from pure gold, and the green emerald ring on his thumb was very valuable at first glance.
The security guard nodded hurriedly: "Welcome!"
"Sir, do you want to check in?"
“We are the only super five-star hotel in the city.”
The old man nodded, but did not go in, but asked: "Is there any room left?"
"Call your lobby manager to come over."
The security guard was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly notified the lobby manager to come over.
The manager is a young man in his thirties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and can be considered a social elite.
He could tell at a glance that the old man was an extraordinary person, and he hurriedly introduced the hotel and the facilities of the room as if he were meeting his biological father.
The old man said calmly: "It's not bad to have a hotel like this in a small place."
"Then I'll do whatever it takes and let the young master take care of it."
To the young master?
Pack it up?
The manager was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief: "Old sir, is it possible that you are just here to beat the front line?"
"Do you mean to book our hotel?"
The old man frowned: "I'm just a little housekeeper. Of course I'm here to help."
"Our young master likes peace and quiet and doesn't like to be disturbed by strangers. Please invite all the guests out now."
"As for the price, you can decide whatever you want."
The manager wiped the sweat from his forehead and said awkwardly: "Old sir, this is really not possible!"
"With so many guests, it's really... inappropriate to clear them all out."
"How about I prepare the best and largest room for the young master, so that no one will disturb him. What do you think?"
The housekeeper was obviously displeased. He pondered for a moment and then said coldly: "Take off the top layer."
"No more compromises."
Although the manager is still a little embarrassed, he is not willing to lose such a wealthy customer.
Just a butler, with this appearance. What kind of person should that young master be?
Maybe people were so angry that they closed the hotel directly.
"Wait a moment, I'll ask the boss for instructions."
He walked to the side, made a low-pitched phone call, and then smiled at the old man: "Okay, it's settled!"
"Old sir, please wait a moment, we will immediately vacate the rooms on the upper floor for you."
"I promise to satisfy the young master."
"Um, I don't know what the young master's name is. Can I meet him?"
His eyes glanced at the Rolls-Royce in the middle. How could such a noble person be missed?