Zhu Wencong, accompanied by Luo Xueqing, attended the welcome banquet, where the landlord's hospitality made sure to honor them.
Luo Xueqing looked up at Zhu Wencong, feeling that there was quite a significant change in him, a heavy aura of authority surrounded him.
Perhaps this was forged through his experiences in the political arena, where Zhu Wencong faced top-tier bureaucrats.
"So willing to spend!" Zhu Wencong walked into the number one distinguished room, where dining would cost 8888 US Dollars.
"They've made so much money, naturally, they can afford it. Also, they hope you, dear brother, would be gracious and let them off the hook," Luo Xueqing explained with a smile.
The maid proactively opened the door, welcoming Zhu Wencong and Luo Xueqing as everyone inside abruptly ended their conversation and rose to their feet.
Zhu Wencong had just put down his luggage before arriving, which was somewhat unexpected to everyone, and the dishes weren't even prepared.
