After checking in, Ling Feng entered the room. It was already late; the sun had shifted west.
Ling Feng had just sat down, ready to figure out dinner plans, when there was a knock on the door.
Using his Divine Sense, he saw that it was Lina standing outside, which made him smile.
So he said the door was unlocked and let her in.
Entering the living room, Lina glanced around the presidential suite and said with a smile, "Mr. Ling has great taste; this room is really luxurious!"
"Cut the flattery, why are you here?" Ling Feng asked.
"I'm here to deliver the schedule for you, Mr. Ling."
Lina said, as she took several documents out of her bag.
Ling Feng glanced at them, saw they were in English, and didn't bother to take them. He simply said, "Leave them on the coffee table."
After Lina set down the documents, he continued, "Is that all? If so, you can head back now!"
