After dinner, there was free time.
Luke went to the hotel's rooftop bar.
Unlike other bars, this one had a cozy setup, not many people around, and a room card was required for making purchases.
Approaching the bar, a bartender in a black vest asked, "What would you like to drink, sir?"
Luke glanced at the drink menu and noticed they even had Chinese liquors like Maotai and Wuliangye, which showed the influence of wealthy Chinese, "A glass of Wuliangye."
Even though Maotai is good, Luke wasn't a fan of its strong flavor.
"Sir, your drink will be charged to your room card."
"Thank you." Luke took a sip and it was the taste he expected.
Alcohol is a wonderful thing—he planned to buy some good liquor to stock up when he had time.
"Hey, Luke, we meet again." A woman's voice came from beside him.
Turning his head, Luke saw the Latin beauty Laura, clad in a black dress that accentuated her curves and waist, very seductive.
"Laura, you're staying at this hotel too?"
