At three in the afternoon, the appointed time arrived.
After leaving the milk tea shop, Qin Fan and Li Yunzhe drove around for a while before the BMW 220 finally came to a stop outside the entrance of the Dragon Palace of the East Sea.
A glance around the entrance, which lacked an underground parking lot, revealed a throng of luxury cars. Rolls-Royces, Bentleys, supercars—you name it, they were all there. In comparison, Li Yunzhe's convertible BMW, which looked so cool on campus, was no better than a beggar's car. What a disgracefully shabby car!
To say nothing of the fact that the security guards on duty were staring at them with undisguised doubt. Are people in a car of this class even qualified to patronize the Dragon Palace of the East Sea?
Amidst the strange looks from the security guards, Chang Yuanyi, who had been waiting by the gate for nearly half an hour, hurried over. His face still showed traces of panic, but it was overshadowed by a look of respectful sycophancy.
