Sheng Bai, who had been tense and putting on airs just a moment ago, instantly reverted to his usual self. A smile played on his lips, and with a cocky swagger, he strolled toward the elevators. On his way past the bar, he casually picked up a drink. The amber liquid sloshed, and the arc of the splash made the manager's heart leap into his throat.
A guy like him, who spent his days in clubs resolving all sorts of conflicts, was an old hand at this. He could grasp the situation from just a few words.
Clearly, Sheng Bai didn't give a damn about the so-called Mr. Lin. He had directly contacted someone with more status in his own family.
That person's status was definitely higher than Young Master Sheng's. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so deferential and patient in his questioning, only breaking into that playful smirk after the other party agreed.
"Let's go. Take me to see what floor Mr. Lin is playing on. I'd like to broaden my horizons, too."
