Inside the VIP Room of Dihao Club.
Almost all the important and well-known personalities of Rainy City had gathered at this banquet, yet the atmosphere was not lively.
In the over a hundred square meters private room, the air was so quiet that you could almost hear a needle drop.
Even the waiters serving dishes were treading lightly, lest they disturb the man seated at the head of the table.
The man was clad in a crane-colored military uniform, his broad shoulders and narrow waist accentuated by a row of subtly patterned golden buttons, exuding an air of nobility. At that moment, he was looking down at his mobile phone, his handsome face slightly gloomy, and an aura as cold as Siberia radiated from him incessantly.
Chi Enen actually dared not to answer his phone!
