In reality, though, this clubhouse was all along suffering from a financial loss.
From the piece of land this club was built on and the opulent design down to every decorative vase inside the place, everything was costly. The vases, in fact, were expensive antiques won in auctions.
Despite this, owning a private clubhouse was convenient when conducting business dealings and building connections.
The mogul walked in and held a deep frown when he saw the mess inside the room. He exuded a regal presence as he stood there.
Du Jiayan saw him and greeted politely at once. "It's President Wang!"
His countenance changed at the sight of this middle-aged man. Unlike the arrogant stance he had shown Mu Yazhe earlier, in a flawless imitation of a lackey, he now waited on all fours in front of this new arrival.
The young man hastily wiped his dirty hand on his pants before extending it respectfully.
