Villa interior.
Brand new furniture.
Brand new decoration.
If Chai Ren were here, he might notice that although there aren't many similarities to the design drawings of the villa Tang Qing gave him for Sanya, there is a meticulous charm present in it.
Materials.
Assembly.
Corners and seams.
Definitely the highest level of construction.
Furthermore.
There's even a swimming pool on the underground level, in terms of luxury, they must be among the most lavish attendees at this meeting, the key point is—Tang Qing brought the cook along again.
Sigh.
Stay calm.
We're all somewhat well-off, shouldn't act like we've never seen such things before.
"Whose house is this?" Ge Feng asked curiously.
"A friend's."
"Where is this friend?"
"Thinks the house is too small, went to live in the United Kingdom." Tang Qing had his excuse ready. Fighters, through various means, gained a massive amount of property, of course, they couldn't personally guard each house.
