C-level private rooms are already very awesome!

"Hurry, take me there!"

Zhou Guifang said proudly, and her voice deliberately increased by several decibels: "Take me to the C-level private room!"

"Mom, why are you shouting so loudly?"

Liu Zhaoqing said helplessly.

Liu Zhaoqing was actually a little surprised.

Who is it? He invited her mother to dinner and wanted to come to such a place!

Although it is to thank the birthday cake.

But is it really necessary to come to such a place, and spend so much money?

"Haha, Zhaoqing, it's not my mother who was deliberately calling me, I've never been to this box with a minimum consumption of 180,000 yuan!"

"This time, mom has to enjoy it!"

As he said that, Zhou Guifang hurriedly followed the female receptionist who was leading the way.

Liu Zhaoqing looked helpless.

Oh my god, she is really...

At a corner upstairs, Wang Tianlong was watching all this with several subordinates.

"Follow the past."

Wang Tianlong ordered coldly.

At this time, in a C-level private room in Huanghao Hotel, Zhou Guifang's old sister, Wang Juan, was sitting in front of a table full of delicacies and playing with her mobile phone.

She has been waiting for Zhou Guifang's family for a while.

Wang Juan is quite rich in body, full of gold and silver jewelry. No matter how she looks at it, she is the image of a pampered and rich wife.

Her man is a department-level cadre with real power and connections. The companies she holds are now profitable.

Therefore, although Wang Juan is five or six years older than Zhou Guifang, she looks a few years younger than Zhou Guifang from her appearance. And next to Wang Juan, there were a few good sisters sitting there.

These sisters are good friends with Wang Juan on weekdays. Although they are not so familiar with Zhou Guifang, they know Zhou Guifang, so even this time they come here to accompany them.

Not far from several old women, a long-haired young man was sitting on the sofa in the corner, holding a book to read carefully.

This young man looked gentle and well-educated.

Although his hair is not short, it was tied up by a young man, just like a woman, with a small braid tied up and hanged behind his head.

At a glance, it makes people feel literary and artistic.

"Xiao Liu, come and sit for a while. I guess their house will come in a while!"

Next to Wang Juan, an old woman smiled and said.

"Haha, Sister Hua, it's okay, I'll read a book here for a while." The young man pushed his glasses and smiled faintly.

The half-old Xu girl was rejected by the young man and was not very angry. Instead, she was a little excited and her face flushed.

"Oh, Sister Juan, you said this thing is so weird. When I heard such a handsome young man calling me sister, I felt very young!" The half-old Xu Mian and Sister Hua covered her mouth and smiled.

"Ha ha......"

The women next to the table laughed.

"Hehe, Li Hua, you are really young and don't look old at all. I really envy you!" Wang Juan put down her phone and said with a smile.

"Sister Juan, you are. Hey, to be honest, if I were a man, I would envy Xu Chu, who could have a wife like Sister Juan..."

While speaking, a knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the box.

"Here, come, they're here, I'll open the door for them now."

Next to him, another woman said with a smile.

Soon, the door opened and Liu Zhaoqing and his family walked in.

"Oh, Guifang, you came here slowly enough today!"
Chapter completed!