Meanwhile, Lin Wu quickly arrived at Shenggui.
Knowing in advance that she was coming, Lu Guichi had been waiting for her downstairs.
When Lin Wu saw him, he had already changed into formal attire—a silver-blue suit with fine diamonds embedded in the fabric, shimmering under the light, very flashy and high-profile.
If worn by an ordinary person, it would have been unbearably tacky.
Fortunately, his handsome face saved the look somewhat. The black earring on his left ear added a touch of lazy wickedness to his overall appearance, truly befitting his reputation as a demon king in Beijing.
"Wuwu, I'm here!"
Lu Guichi waved to Lin Wu, impatiently went over, tossed his car key to a valet, and then led her inside.
"The Zhou Family's charity banquet is being held in the small auditorium on the ninth floor. Everything has been arranged, and quite a few guests have already arrived. I'll first take you to the private room on the seventh floor to change into your evening gown."
