"This is the number one landmark in our provincial capital. Even if you don't have a star, regardless of level, it will kill everything in an instant!"
As he spoke, he lowered his voice and said, "It's the reception place designated by the above!"
"This place used to be closed to the public, but in recent years, the threshold has been slowly lowered."
Chatting along the way, we soon arrived at the place.
After getting off the bus, someone came up to greet us.
After reporting the name of the private room, a waiter immediately came over to guide you.
Zhao Dong had already learned about the level of luxury here.
Although it is not listed to the public, the reception level is not bad at all.
No matter in terms of dress, temperament, appearance, or service attitude, she is even better than a flight attendant!
For example, right now, there is a row of beautiful women standing outside the front desk.
In front of them stood a woman who looked like a leader.
Although I didn't see the front face, the view from the back was enough to haunt people.
It seemed that she was explaining her work. The girls in front of her had their breasts in their arms and their hands on their lower abdomens, not daring to squint at all.
Many guests passing by looked sideways.
Zhao Dong didn't look much and quickly looked away.
The woman didn't notice the strange thing behind her, "Okay, implement what I told you as soon as possible and let the meeting end!"
As the group of girls dispersed, she also turned her head.
Unconsciously, her eyes were attracted to a back figure in the corridor. She didn't pay much attention to it at first, but when she took a closer look, her whole body suddenly froze.
Suddenly, someone patted her behind and said, "Sister Ye Zi, why are you so lost in thought?"
Ye Zi turned around and explained.
When I hurried back to look for him, there was no trace of that person.
Her breathing was a little rapid, and her state of mind, which had been calm for several years, was as if someone had thrown a stone into it. Under the ripples, her thoughts became more and more intense!
Walking quickly back to the bar, she waved and said, "Show me the guest list for today's private room on the third floor!"
...
In the box.
A group of people were smoking and chatting, and time passed quickly.
In the blink of an eye, it was noon, but the host hadn't arrived yet, and no one was seated.
After waiting for nearly twenty minutes, Xiong Chen became impatient.
He stood up and cursed: "Damn it, this Cai Ran is so arrogant, why do you want us brothers to just wait here?"
With that said, he stood up and looked at Zhao Dong, "Dongzi, let's drink first, we can't tolerate her bad temper!"
Zhao Dong didn't say anything. He really wanted something to ask for. Even if he knew that today was the Hongmen Banquet, he still had to come.
What's more, Wang Meng is still in the opponent's hands and cannot let his temper go.
Seeing that Zhao Dong was silent, Xiong Chen lost his temper and just kept his head silent.
Suddenly, the box door was pushed open!
Someone walked in.
Everyone stood up, including Zhao Dong.
He looked up and saw a man who came in. He looked like he was in his mid-twenties, with a pair of golden eyes on the bridge of his nose.
The eyebrows and eyes are slightly narrow, which gives people a feeling of being difficult to get along with.
Someone went up to say hello, "Hey, Brother Fang, you're finally here. The brothers are all looking forward to it!"
Someone whispered in Zhao Dong's ear, "Brother Dong, his name is Fang Dongjian, and he is Cai Ran's husband."
Someone over there asked jokingly, "Mr. Fang, where is Sister Ran? Why didn't she come?"
Fang Dongjian said casually: "She doesn't have time."
Someone echoed, "Hey, Sister Ran doesn't have time. Brother Fang, why don't you come too? Let me introduce you to them. These two are friends from Tianzhou."
Xiong Chen didn't want to pay attention to this kind of thing, so he nodded and said hello.
On the contrary, it was Zhao Dong who took the initiative to step forward, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, Mr. Fang."
Fang Jian did not take Zhao Dong's hand and stood there with his hands in his pockets.
The atmosphere is a little weird.
Xiong Chen squinted his eyes and sneered, ready to take action if he disagreed!