Two luxurious Toyota Coaster minibuses followed the black Land Rover Defender OCTA and Porsche Panamera as they slowly drove into a quiet tree-lined side road in the East Lake Scenic Area.
Seated inside were the members of the Star River Dance Troupe, who had just experienced the greatest ups and downs of their lives.
Just two hours ago, they had been driven into a corner by vicious-looking loan sharks, even facing the nightmare of being dragged off to a nightclub to pay their debts. Now, they were seated on genuine leather seats with warm air blowing around them, heading toward the legendary new boss's "secret base."
"Qingyu, where are we going?"
The youngest girl, her hair tied in a bun, pressed herself against the window and asked uneasily, "This road looks so remote, and... there's access control up ahead. It seems like private property."
Lin Qingyu sat near the front, tightly gripping the newly signed contract that doubled their benefits. Looking at the withered reeds flashing past outside and the shimmering lake surface, she took a deep breath.
"Don't be afraid."
Her voice was cool, yet it carried the steadying force of an anchor. "The boss said he was bringing us here to familiarize ourselves with the place. Since we signed the contract, we belong to him now. He has no reason to deceive us."
Even so, Lin Qingyu was not entirely at ease.
That young man named Su Bai was simply too mysterious and too powerful.
Casually writing a check for 1.8 million, carrying himself as though money meant nothing—such bearing was not something an ordinary second-generation rich could possess. And that final remark of his, "Dance only for me," carried a possessiveness that made her heart tremble.
Just where was this "place where they could fully display beauty"?