Century Tower, located in the core area of the imperial capital CBD, is the tallest building in China.

This skyscraper, with a staggering height of 528 meters, includes 108 floors above ground and 7 floors underground, which can accommodate more than 10,000 people at the same time.

The building was the Li family's most expensive property in mainland China, with a total investment of 24 billion yuan that year.

On the top floor of this building, which is the highest 108th floor, there is a famous rich club at home and abroad, the Warwick Club.

Warwick Club, founded by Li Wancheng, chairman of the Li Foundation, is a place mainly used for gatherings, exchanges and leisure and entertainment of Chinese political and business celebrities. The decoration of the club is extravagant, with a strong ancient Chinese style, and all the furniture and utensils used in it are priceless antiques and rare treasures.

This is a microcosm of the high society of the imperial capital, and many powerful and famous people who mingle in the imperial capital feel honored to be members of this club.

However, the qualification examination of this club is very strict, and the rich people with assets of less than 150 billion yuan, and officials below the ministerial level, are not even qualified to submit an application for membership.

So far, the Warwick Club has only accepted a total of 98 members, and these 98 members are all well-known celebrities in China.

This club is a very private place and people who don't have a membership can't enter it at all. Even the elevator leading to the 108th floor was guarded by several professional bodyguards, and idle people and others could not enter at all.

In the club, most of the time it is very quiet, and only a few members enjoy the ultimate service inside.

However, from 12 noon today, the front door of the club has become very noisy.

Hundreds of well-known media reporters from different countries around the world have packed the lobby in front of the club.

Most of the reporters were holding invitations from the Li family and were queuing up for security checks. However, there are also some uninvited journalists from small media outlets, mixed with those with invitations, trying to blend in with the club.

At the entrance of the club, a security gate is installed to prevent someone from carrying dangerous goods into the club.

There are several club security personnel in black suits, standing in front of the security gate, methodically conducting security checks on the reporters who are about to enter.

"Please show your invitation, thank you!"

A security manager said politely.

The security guards in this club are all retired elite special forces, not only are they extraordinary, but they have also received special etiquette training.

A foreign reporter at the front of the line showed an invitation letter from the Lee consortium.

The security manager took the invitation, scanned the anti-counterfeiting label with a handheld device, and after confirming that the invitation was genuine, he let the foreign journalist enter the security gate and undergo the next security surveillance.

As the foreign correspondent passed through the security gate, the red light above the gate suddenly turned on and a shrill siren sounded.

A security guard stopped the foreign correspondent and said in fluent English,

"I'm sorry, sir, please take out the contents of the right trouser belt!"

The foreign reporter looked a little embarrassed, fumbled in his trouser pocket, and took out a very delicate little Rhys folding multi-purpose saber.

"I'm sorry, sir, you can't bring this thing in!"

The security guard said.

"It's just a little folding knife for peeling fruit, doesn't it matter?"

The foreign correspondent said in English.

"No knives are allowed, I'm sorry! If you have a valuable item, we can keep it for you and return it to you when you leave!"

The security guard also spoke fluent English.

The foreign reporter had no choice but to hand over the small folding knife to the security guard.

After he entered, several more reporters passed through the security check one after another.

However, when a very beautiful reporter wanted to go in with a cameraman, she was stopped by the security manager.

"Miss, please show your invitation!"

The security manager said.

"Uh...... Well, I'll look for it!"

The beautiful reporter rolled her eyes and began to rummage through her bag.

After a while, she was really asked to pull out an invitation, and it looked exactly like the real one.

She handed over the invitation, and the security manager took the invitation and began to scan the security label on the invitation with the code scanner in his hand.

However, the code scanner scanned twice, but it still failed to pass.

The security manager frowned slightly, took the invitation and looked at it twice, and then quietly handed the invitation back to the beautiful reporter.

"I'm sorry, miss, you may have taken the wrong invitation, this is not the invitation for this press conference!"

The security manager said.

"How is that possible? My invitation is exactly the same as everyone else's!"

The beautiful reporter shouted.

"You may be mistaken. Why don't you go and wait for the next reporter to go through the security check first?"

The security manager said politely.

In fact, for the sake of being a reporter and a beauty, this security manager has saved enough face for her, and has not exposed it to her face, and her invitation letter is forged.

"I'm not mistaken, this is the invitation letter sent to me by the Li Foundation, take a closer look, is there something wrong with the scanning equipment in your hand!"

The beautiful reporter refused to leave.

The security manager glanced at her, and had to make the words clear,

"This young lady, your invitation is a photocopy, and the anti-counterfeiting label on it is invalid!"

The beautiful reporter's face turned red all at once.

After her eyes rolled, she still refused to leave, and continued,

"Ahem, handsome, handsome guy, you can be accommodating! I'm a well-known reporter from Binhai City TV Station, my name is Xue Bingbing! At that time, you did send me an invitation letter, but I really lost that one, so I had to find other reporter friends to make a temporary copy. Just help me and let me in!"

"I'm sorry, we have limited space in this club and can't accommodate that many people. Moreover, we have only invited large media above the provincial level and well-known overseas media this time, and your municipal TV station should not be within the scope of our invitation this time. Sorry, please give up your seat first, so as not to affect the entry of people behind you!"

The security manager was polite, but he just refused to let Xue Bingbing and her cameraman in.

"Hey, why are you like this? Our Binhai TV station is not an irrelevant small media, do you know that the protagonist of today's press conference is Mr. Ye Hao, but we are Binhai people! I am still a good friend of Mr. Ye!"

Xue Bingbing shouted dissatisfiedly.

"I'm sorry, you don't have an invitation, I really can't let you in!"

The security manager said.

Soon, two security guards dressed in black came over and politely but resolutely invited Xue Bingbing and her cameraman aside.

"Hmph, what's the spirit? Isn't it just a press conference, is it so strict? What's wrong with the local media? Aren't the reporters of the local media reporters?"

Xue Bing muttered angrily.

(End of chapter)