Young Master Zhang gave Zhou Yiquan a meaningful glance.
Zhou Yiquan understood the situation; it really depended on whom you work for... Ah, forget it, there's no point in comparing with Zhou Wang. Haven't you seen even Young Master Zhang often gets the short end with Zhou Wang?
Thinking about it this way, Zhou Yiquan wasn't angry anymore, and even inexplicably felt somewhat amused, casting a weird look that puzzled Young Master Zhang.
"It certainly lives up to the reputation of Jingcheng Club. The sophistication of the decor is unmatched by ordinary venues. At first glance, it doesn't give off a flashy vibe, but there's an inexplicable sense of understated luxury that feels comfortable!"
Walking through the black and gold-styled corridor, Tang Yiming couldn't help but exclaim.
