Well, places with lots of beautiful women naturally have vitality.
But when everyone gathered in the live streaming room later, reality became less and less fun...
Finally reaching the 5th floor, Han Lie exited the elevator alone, handed over to a waiter at the door, instructing him: "Take me to the Supreme Room, four 8's."
The sound of high heels behind him suddenly paused for a moment.
When Han Lie entered the private room, Old Qiu was hugging a hostess and singing loudly.
"I should be under the car, not in it, seeing how sweet you all are..."
Full of off-key notes, extremely impactful.
Yet a bunch of men and women were wildly applauding and cheering, the atmosphere was incredibly lively.
Han Lie took a simple glance at the room and figured it out—today Old Qiu was the star; no one here was on the same level as him.
"Ah yo, President Han is here!"
