"East Island..."
The vehicles and people smoothly passed through security and entered the island via the cross-sea bridge that spanned just over three hundred meters.
A nearly forkless ocean road stretched for two kilometers, leading directly to the Asian Forum Hotel.
Past nine o'clock in the evening, the entrance of the hotel was bustling. Li Bing, Li Xiang, and He Xiaopeng also seemed to have just arrived, and they were chatting happily.
"Tianxing's Mr. Lu has arrived."
Suddenly someone called out, and everyone immediately turned their gaze toward the car that had just come to a stop.
Last night's social event had catapulted Lu Liang into becoming a bridge for communication between Eastern and Western capital, but he was not a traditional 'comprador'.
Lu Liang had the strength to directly engage with Western capital and even faintly held an advantage, which was why they would bother traveling all the way to Modu.
"Mr. He, long time no see."
