**Chapter 502: The Central Official and the Local Official**
An hour later, a dusty Bentley pulled up to the grand entrance of the Sofitel Hotel in Paris.
The five-star hotel, located near Madeleine Church and Place de la Concorde, stood out amidst the dazzling lights and vintage architecture, resembling a magnificent sculpture. Two white-clad bellhops, initially standing with an air of aloofness, showed standard smiles upon seeing the Bentley. However, their expressions quickly turned to confusion. The car's fresh scratches and the layer of mud and dust covering it were perplexing. The bellhops exchanged glances, both reflecting surprise and bewilderment.
While luxury cars were not uncommon outside the Sofitel, it was rare to see one so disheveled, as if it had just emerged from a country road.
