A few hours later, a group of people in suits and leather shoes arrived at the hotel where Zhang Menglong was staying.
"Who are you...?" Zhu Mengchao, who went to open the door, was taken aback. Although these people seemed humble and polite, they exuded an aura of long-standing authority.
"Hello, we've been sent by the Honduran director to arrange a sea excursion for Mr. Zhang Menglong."
"Menglong, someone's looking for you!" Zhu Mengchao shouted into the room.
Zhang Menglong came out, "Wow, that was quick!"
"Is this Mr. Zhang?" The leading man spoke with a nod and a humble expression, "Are you ready, sir? The yacht arranged for you is already waiting at the port."
"Is everyone ready?" Zhang Menglong asked.
"We're ready!" Everyone had already packed their things and was just waiting for them to arrive!
"Miss, let me carry your suitcase for you!"
"Sir, let me take your belongings for you!"
