Sitting in the backseat, Zheng Tan tried to guess the route they were on by the scenery outside the window.
Zheng Tan knew he was not particularly smart, but he had a good memory. He remembered the route Fang Shaokang's car took last time, combined with his memory of the map of the city he once saw, he could roughly guess where they were.
Though not at the center of town, this area was still one of the busiest parts of the city. Unlike the university environment, even the air smelled of commercialization around here.
Most of the shops and stores near the school were targeted towards students. The rich and successful, on the other hand, frequented this district.
As the car stopped at a red lights, Zheng Tan took the chance to look for road signs. The name of the street was familiar. Then a giant neon sign saying "Shaoguang Hotel" caught his eyes.
Darn! Wasn't that the name of the hotel for which Fang gave Papa Jiao a membership card?
