The sky gradually quieted down, and the city lights lit up one by one.
Neon lights, street lamps, and the decorative lights on the high-rise buildings intertwined, reflecting a dazzling array of colors off the Rolls-Royce's body.
The tires made a slight rustling sound as they rubbed against the ground, and the car slowly came to a stop in the drop-off area.
A uniformed doorman quickly stepped forward and respectfully opened the car door.
Tang Song slowly stood up and walked towards the hotel.
The sound of his leather shoes striking the marble floor echoed crisply.
"Chairman Tang!" "Chairman Tang!"...
The hotel staff held their breath, watching his figure disappear into the elevator, a sense of awe filling their hearts.
Passing through the magnificent hotel lobby, he took the elevator directly to the fifth floor.
The metallic shimmer of the doors slowly opened, and Tang Song slightly adjusted his cuffs before stepping outside, his movements crisp, graceful, and casual.
