He had specially brought Yu Huachuan from Zifei to add some prestige.
"It's been a while since I've had Old Yu's cooking."
Qi Sheng, however, wasn't concerned with such minor details. He took the elevator to the 47th floor, where the presidential suite was located.
The butler and attendants were all waiting by the elevators.
When they saw Qi Sheng and his party step out, they quickly bowed.
"Good evening, Boss."
Qi Sheng nodded, completely accustomed to it, as did Liu Rong.
For Ding Wei, however, it was quite an eye-opening experience.
Money alone was just a string of numbers.
But Qi Sheng's wealth extended into every aspect of life—food, clothing, shelter, and travel.
This kind of casual flexing was the most intoxicating.
...
Inside the suite, which spanned a full 300 square meters, taking up nearly half the floor.
After Qi Sheng put her down, Tang Guo ran wild across the soft, handmade carpets, gleefully exploring the suite.
