"Hello, sir!" Seeing Zhang Xiaohao and his group, these men in black greeted respectfully.
"Hmm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
He took Saint Heir and the others into the first presidential suite on the left.
Bang!
The door closed, and Zhang Xiaohao pointed to the bedroom on the left and said.
"This room is for you three ladies!"
"Hmm!" Xu Xinyan and the two other women nodded.
"Little Black, the bedroom on the right is yours," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Yes, big brother," replied the Black Dragon Saint.
"Alright, after a day on the plane, everyone must be tired, get some rest early!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
After saying this, he walked toward the room at the front.
Entering the room, Zhang Xiaohao took a cold shower, changed into a clean suit, and headed outside.
"Mr. Zhang, where are you going?" In the living room, Xu Xinyan, with her legs crossed, sat on the sofa, looking playfully at Zhang Xiaohao.
