Inside a private club in Jingzhao City, Tang Boheng had just emerged from a pile of perfumes. At the edge of the indoor swimming pool, a bunny girl in a swimsuit stood beside him holding a wine glass. An elderly man, also in swim trunks, came out of the lounge and walked up behind Tang Boheng.
"Young Master Tang, you're in quite a good mood," the old man sneered.
Tang Boheng held a wine glass, and the bunny girl beside him poured red wine for him and handed it over, but the old man waved his hand to indicate he didn't drink.
Tang Boheng took a sip of wine and said, "There were multiple explosions in the city today, but here I'm absolutely safe. Doesn't Mr. Song want to relax a bit?"
The old man, referred to as Mr. Song, laughed and said, "I am here for business and have no time to stay and enjoy. Young Master Tang, let's get to the specific terms so that I can get started right away."
