Chapter 90: Dinner
A five-star hotel was an important political, economic, and financial venue in a developed city, as well as a gathering place for many diplomatic and social events. Many major decisions throughout history had been born in luxurious five-star hotels. They were also favored meeting grounds for a city's powerful figures, places where bright ideas and new thinking were born.
All right, that was the official line. In these extravagantly luxurious landmark hotels, the exchanges between politicians and powerful figures riding high in business produced not only overt strategies, but conspiracies as well. They even harbored the despair of many of those people, dark as ink-black storm clouds.
Su Can was on his way to this building of gathering storms in a Bentley driven by Lin Guangdong.
The hotel looked like a huge box reflecting brilliant light, thrust into the sky. Its all-glass exterior was so clean that it reflected the blue sky, white clouds, and the more distant sweep of the city's skyline.
Su Can looked out through the car window. The hotel was only a few blocks away.
"Old Zhao from Shushan arrived yesterday. When he heard you were in class, he didn't come over, and he wouldn't let me tell you either. He dragged us out to a seafood stall for a big meal and two cases of beer. Then he got drunk, and his deputy general manager and I had to carry him back."
Lin Guangdong recounted more of their amusing experiences from the night before. At the entertaining parts, he laughed heartily, then counted on his fingers. "Old Zhao, Wang Yue, Ren Ying, and Wang Feng have all arrived now. They're in the hotel meeting room, just waiting for their boss to finish class. We'll head over now, finalize things, and go over