Upon entering the clubhouse, the sight was a dazzling display of gold and jade, and all the guests who came to the clubhouse were wearing various masks to conceal their identities.
Guided by the staff, Yang Cheng and Kong Lingwen arrived at a banquet hall.
The clubhouse's decor was luxurious yet not vulgar, as if one had stepped into a palace, completely unlike the nouveau riche aesthetic of Cao Ruibin.
Yang Cheng felt that there must be a master guiding behind the scenes; perhaps this clubhouse wasn't even owned by the Cao family, and Cao Ruibin was merely a front-facing boss.
"Sir, Madam, these are your seats."
The staff member spoke gently, pointing to the two luxurious seats before them.
Yang Cheng nodded, guiding Kong Lingwen to their seats, which were comfortable and supportive. Before them was a small round table laden with exquisite desserts and fruits, and even the utensils were pure silver or gold-plated, truly extravagant.
