With Han Rou leading the way, Shen Bing took the elevator straight to the Top Floor of the Fragrant Pavilion.
After stepping out of the elevator and walking to the far end, he found himself facing a door that looked like the gates of an imperial palace. In ancient times, that Portal would definitely have violated imperial taboos.
Han Rou knocked, and the door soon opened.
The scene inside surprised Shen Bing. Hadn't Gao Jingchuan said not to bring female companions?
Of the five people in the lounge, one was a woman in her thirties. And Shen Bing would stake his reputation on it: she definitely wasn't a member of the staff.
Damn, was that bastard trying to screw me over? Shen Bing thought indignantly. He hadn't planned to bring a female companion anyway, but those were two completely different matters!
Just then, Gao Jingchuan spotted Shen Bing. Ever since Shen Bing's call, he had been keeping an eye on the entrance.
"Come on in, Brother Shen!" Gao Jingchuan called.
Shen Bing stepped inside and glanced around.
What the hell kind of private room was this? It was practically a palace. Though he hadn't explored the place, he could tell it was an enormous suite.
He had heard that the top clubs on Spirit Dragon Street had luxury suites covering nearly a thousand square meters each, catering exclusively to the wealthy. A single night's spending in one could run into the hundreds of thousands.
At the time, he had thought that was pure nonsense. Only now did he realize that poverty had limited his imagination.
Well... he was rich now, and ridiculously rich at that, but he had always kept to himself and rarely gone out, so naturally he had never experienced this sort of wealthy lifestyle.
*I'll just treat