The room was still the usual luxurious suite, which only served to confirm Kunlun's wealth. Even for a business trip, they could afford such extravagance. Meanwhile, the standard Gu Tao set for the base was a maximum travel allowance of six hundred per person per day, with no reimbursements for expenses beyond that. Quite realistic, and quite stingy too.
After entering the room, Gu Tao and Xin Chen sat on the sofa, while Xin Chen placed the alcohol and grilled skewers on the table. Xiuling returned from changing into more comfortable attire and took a seat to the right of Gu Tao, keeping as much distance as possible from that bastard Xin Chen. In fact, since the moment they entered the room, not a word had been exchanged between the two—not even a single glance.
"Junior brother, let's drink."
Xin Chen poured Gu Tao a glass of wine and gobbled down some grilled beef tendon, then blissfully leaned back on the sofa to turn on the TV.
