The group rested at the hotel for a day.
The next morning, over twenty black cars emblazoned with the Alpharetta Family emblem were parked outside the hotel.
Ruan Qi pulled Xi Jiu along as they took the elevator downstairs. As soon as the two walked into the lobby, they were momentarily dazzled by the crowd of people inside.
Wow!
Everyone was dressed like celebrities; it looked like a runway show!
Ruan Qi's mouth twitched, then she stepped up to Jian Guoqiang and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Director Jian."
"Huh?" Jian Guoqiang, who had specially donned a suit, slicked back his hair, and shaved his beard, turned his head and beamed like a huge sunflower when he saw the girl, "Oh, it's Little Qi! How did you sleep last night?"
"...Not bad." Ruan Qi was somewhat unused to the clean-shaven Jian Guoqiang.
She frowned, giving him a once-over. "Director Jian, your outfit is..."
