A little later, at the top floor of the office building.
Zhang Yang stood inside the club that had cost over a hundred million to build, feeling somewhat moved.
From the very beginning, he had never expected this club to make much money. He had simply treated it as an investment, while also giving himself a place to build connections and a convenient venue for gatherings with his own people.
There was nothing wrong with entertaining himself.
"Young Master Zhang, here's the thing..." Su Jiajun stepped closer and explained the opening event arrangements. "No problem with bringing your Apollo over to hold down the fort, right?"
"No problem. Of course I should support my own business." Zhang Yang smiled.
"That's great." Su Jiajun let out a long breath of relief.
The moment those words were spoken, the people around them erupted.
"With Brother Zhang's Apollo making an appearance, who needs the three legendary hypercars?!"
"When it comes to class and presence, as long as the Apollo is there, no other car can compare!"
There were plenty of cars more expensive than an Apollo. Both Bugatti and Koenigsegg had supercars said to be worth over a hundred million.
There were even more cars faster than an Apollo. In terms of speed, the Apollo was not necessarily all that outstanding among supercars.
But... the title of "Ghost Fire of the supercar world" had not been given to it for nothing.
In terms of looks and sheer flashiness, it truly stood head and shoulders above the rest.
Listening to their waves of praise, Zhang Yang smiled faintly and wandered through the club.
The entire club featured a Chinese Han and Tang dynasty style. Wood carvings, stone, glass, metal, and mica created an atmosphere of splendor and elegance. The walnut-toned palette was accented with