At the center of Zhonghai, in front of a very luxuriously decorated restaurant.
A Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance, and amidst the admiring glances of the passersby, William Aron stepped out.
"Hah!"
"The air is still a bit fresher here!"
He took a deep breath, his face a picture of bliss.
Then he turned around to look at Chen Feng and his two companions as they got out of a taxi.
Upon seeing Chen Feng with a beauty on each arm, his expression changed, and he scoffed coldly.
"Just wait, I'll show you soon!"
Meanwhile, a waiter had already hurried over to fawn over William Aron at the restaurant entrance.
But he acted as if he didn't see Chen Feng and the others.
"Good evening, sir. Welcome to Haixing Western Restaurant. Our place is the most famous and upscale Western restaurant in Zhonghai."
The waiter grinned at William Aron as he introduced the place and escorted him into the restaurant.
