Zhonghai's outskirts.
Che Wuya's Club headquarters, Huating Villa.
The conference room.
Under the guidance of Lv Wuya and his entourage, Lin Fei, accompanied by Xu Yingying and Xu Jiao—the two young ladies—stepped into the regular gathering place of the club members.
It was referred to as a gathering, not a meeting.
That was because, compared to the conference rooms of companies like Mu Group, Che Wuya's Club's conference room was a bit too unconventional.
Although there was also a sign at the door indicating it was a conference room.
But relatively speaking, the entire conference room felt more like a large lounge area.
The overall atmosphere of the conference room also lacked the rigorous and solemn air one might find during meetings at large corporations or official organizations. Instead, it was considerably more relaxed.
"Brother Lv, hello."
"Brother Lv, you're late."
