Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 711

Chu Feng inquired, "Aren't you going to the class reunion tonight?"

"No, it's boring." Yun Muqing waved her hand, expressing her disappointment and indifference. "It's just a display of wealth. People show off their luxury cars and limited-edition handbags. They brag about their husbands' recent fortunes or promotions. It's not interesting."

Duo Duo blinked her big eyes, looking curious. "Mom and Dad, our classmates' gathering, I had so much fun. Why don't you like it?"

Chu Feng smiled and ruffled Duo Duo's head. "Because people change as they grow up. You're still young; you'll understand when you grow up."

"Oh, okay." Duo Duo nodded, seemingly understanding, and continued happily peeling a large lobster, her small hands and mouth busy.

The adult world is truly complicated and not enjoyable at all.

"If I have the time, I still need to check the development site of the auction and gather more internal information. That way, I can acquire it at the lowest price." Yun Muqing took a deep breath. This was her ultimate goal for coming to the resort. The location of that piece of land was perfect for the Yenching branch of the Feng Yun Group.

If she misses this opportunity, it will be gone forever, so she must seize it.

While Yun Muqing carefully examined the information, a waiter approached with a tray, smiling, and said, "Madam, this is from the guest in private room Zone One."

This Western restaurant was a three-star Michelin restaurant, and to access a private room, one had to make a reservation in advance.

Moreover, their private room Zone One was specially reserved and couldn't be booked even with money. Only those with a certain level of status and influence were qualified to enter.

Therefore, that guest must be either wealthy or noble.

Yun Muqing's beautiful eyes swept over the tray, and her pretty face immediately darkened.

On the tray were a bottle of 1982 Lafite red wine, a pair of stockings, and a check.

"What does this mean?" Yun Muqing asked.

The waiter politely said, "The guest said that as long as you wear this outfit and go to room 888 tonight, this ten million will be yours."

His eyes were filled with envy.

Just accompany me for one night and earn ten million. This was money he could never earn in his lifetime. This money was too easy to make.

In private room Zone One, there was revelry and debauchery.

A group of well-dressed wealthy individuals, accompanied by beautiful and charming female models, surrounded a man with a gentle demeanor on the main seat, flattering him endlessly.

"Sir..."

At this moment, the waiter pushed the door open, feeling uneasy.

"Did you do what I asked? Did that woman agree?" The man with a gentle demeanor stood up, looking disdainful.

In his opinion, ten million yuan is enough to buy not only one woman for a night but even a hundred women.

Additionally, it is an honor for that woman to be the family patriarch's choice.

The waiter looked nervous and handed over the check, tremblingly saying, "She, she said, for you to put on this pair of stockings, run around the hotel, and this one billion is yours."

The scene fell into silence instantly, and you could hear a pin drop.