The Victoria Hotel is a 4 star hotel, but the facilities are among the most complete.

Dining, entertainment, bathing, KTV, internet cafes - you name it, it's got you covered.

Therefore, it has become a place where some wealthy sons often choose to meet.

Of course, the old men in their family would not come to such a place, and more often, they prefer the kind of quiet high-end clubs.

Yan Murong didn't bring Teng Xiangling here, let alone tell Duan Zixuan, stopped a taxi, and went directly to Victoria.

"Hello sir, what service do you need?" Walking into the hall, a waiter greeted me and asked enthusiastically.

"I-" Yan Murong opened his mouth, just about to say that he was looking for someone, but suddenly found that Dong Wuyan didn't tell him where to look at all.

"Sir, you can name your friend and we'll look it up for you." The waiter said with a smile.

"Dong is speechless." Yan Murong said.

"Dong-" The waiter was stunned for a moment, and asked with some uncertainty. "Sir, are you looking for Miss Dong?"

"She asked me to come, I don't look for her to find anyone." Yan Murong asked strangely. "What's wrong? Could it be that there is another Dong Wuyan? ”

"No, no." The waiter hurriedly said. "Then you must be Mr. Yan Murong Yan, right?"

After getting Yan Murong's affirmative answer, the waiter said. "Mr. Yan, Miss Dong is in box 8005 on the eighth floor, and Miss Dong has explained, please go up directly if you come."

"Thank you." Yan Murong thanked him, refused the waiter's request to send him, and walked directly into the elevator, leaving the somewhat confused waiter.

Maybe Yan Murong doesn't know, but as a person who grew up in Hong Kong since he was a child, who Dong Wuyan is, the waiter couldn't be clearer.

Although the Dong family is low-key, its strength is beyond doubt.

And Dong Wuyan is just the opposite, she is high-profile, beautiful, and worth a lot of money, she is the object of pursuit of many wealthy sons and daughters in Hong Kong, and I heard that she married Li Jianhua, the richest man in China, a few years ago, but it is not true I don't know.

However, this did not discourage the enthusiasm of those boys, who still pounced on each other as if they had seen honey with a bear. However, no one had ever seen Dong Wuyan alone with any man.

Who is this man? The waiter thought to himself, he would be so lucky.

Coming to the eighth floor, standing at the door of the 8005 box, Yan Murong did not knock on the door directly, but leaned to the door, tilting his ear, wanting to hear the situation inside, but helplessly, the sound insulation effect here is very good, except for the faint music sound coming from inside, he can no longer hear anything else.

Yan Murong smacked his lips, didn't knock on the door, just pushed the door and walked in.

More than 100 square meters of box, the sofa is arranged in a ring on one side, there is a large coffee table in the middle, and on the wall on the other side, there is a wall-mounted large LCD TV, the TV is playing passionate dance music, and on the other side of the box, there are two steel pipes, two women wearing only sexy underwear on the steel pipe with the music crazy twisting their bodies, and from time to time put on a variety of provocative postures.

Yan Murong's sudden intrusion not only stunned the two dancing women, but even the few people sitting on the sofa were stunned.

Similarly, Yan Murong was also stunned - not because of this fragrant scene, but because among the few people sitting on the sofa, the king of kings was also sitting.

Dong Wuyan grabbed the remote control and turned the TV to mute before he stood up from the sofa and looked at Yan Murong and said. "It doesn't seem like a good habit to come in without knocking."

"I knocked, but you didn't hear it." Yan Murong said with a smile, regardless of other people's eyes, walked around the sofa, came to the window, opened the curtains, and looked at the neon night scene and said. "What a beautiful view, what are you doing with the curtains drawn."

"Sister Dong, what is he doing?" The king of kings looked at Yan Murong with a gloomy face, and asked Dong Wuyan.

"Rubber King, don't be so rude to our guests." Dong Wuyan said with a smile. "Mr. Yan is naturally invited by me."

The conversation between the two made Yan Murong a little strange.

Sister Dong? It seems that the two of them are very familiar, and this ham sausage seems to be a little jealous of Dong Wuyan.

"I heard that you two have some misunderstanding?" Dong Wuyan looked at Yan Murong and asked with a smile, and personally poured Yan Murong a glass of red wine before continuing. "Actually, I asked you out just to introduce you to a few friends."

"Misunderstanding? There's no misunderstanding. Yan Murong picked up the wine glass, took a sip lightly, and said. It's just that he's cheap. ”

"What the—"

"Shut up." Before the king of kings could finish his sentence, he was scolded by Dong Wuyan.

This woman, when she straightened her face, she really had the demeanor of a child king - even when Yan Murong scolded the king of kings with a calm face, she actually felt a murderous aura from her.

This made Yan Murong a little surprised.

Although the murderous aura is ethereal, Yan Murong has really felt it a few times. That feeling was very strange - but he couldn't figure out why he could feel the existence of murderous aura in Dong Wuyan's woman.

"Mr. Yan, since you're here, let's sit down and have some wine and chat, and solve your misunderstanding, we can still be friends." Dong Wuyan looked at Yan Murong and said with a smile. "What do you say?"

"I'm okay with that." Yan Murong shrugged his shoulders.

"That's good." Dong Wuyan smiled slightly, and pointed to a woman sitting next to her who was dressed extremely charming, with thick smoky makeup, and a lady's cigarette between her fingers. "This is the second lady of the Qin family, Qin Wushuang. I don't need to introduce the king of kings, there is another one, but it is very promising. ”

Dong Wuyan originally wanted to sell a pass to hang Yan Murong's appetite, but when he saw Yan Murong's half-dead and indifferent appearance, he dispelled this idea. He pointed to the young man sitting next to the king of kings, wearing a very ordinary Nike tracksuit. "This is the chief executive's son, Yang Yue."

After nodding at the man and woman, Yan Murong also understood in his heart.

Of these four people, it seems that Dong Wuyan is the one who takes the lead, and Yang Yue, the son of the chief executive, also seems to be obedient to Dong Wuyan's words.

Yan Murong was secretly frightened - how capable is the Dong family? The idea that he wanted to pull Dong Wuyan over his side seemed a little unrealistic.