As one of China's most economically developed cities, Chengdu had countless bars.
Even though Qi Sheng wasn't very familiar with Chengdu's bar scene, he had long heard of SPACE, located at 339.
Gu Feng pulled up in the Cullinan, instantly catching the attention of the parking lot security guard.
The guard hurriedly moved the barrier blocking a VIP parking spot.
A sharp-eyed promoter was standing at the bar's entrance.
He rushed over to them as if running a hundred-meter dash.
Seeing three top-tier beauties—the kind you rarely ever see—the male promoter's gaze grew even more feverish.
Their ride was a Cullinan, and his three female companions were all stunning.
'When faced with this kind of big spender, you have to suck up immediately. What the hell are you waiting for?!'
"Bro, good evening. Do you have a regular promoter? If not, I can get you set up."
Qi Sheng smiled and shook his head. "No, this is our first time. You'll do. Get us a table."
