In front of the Bilong International Hotel, a black Mercedes stopped, and the bellhop hurried forward to welcome the guest.
Zhou Yang got out of the car and tossed the keys to the bellhop.
He checked the time; there were five minutes left in the hour.
It wasn't that he meant to be so punctual as an expression of stubbornness and helplessness; he had to arrange matters at the Martial Arts Institute because tomorrow he would battle Zuo Hang from Suzhou-Hangzhou.
As soon as he entered the hotel lobby, a middle-aged man in a suit and shoes spotted him, quickly walked over with a smile full of flattery, and bowed at ninety degrees, "Subordinate Lin Yong here, the manager of this place. Welcome, CEO Zhou, to inspect Bilong International Hotel!"
"Inspect?"
Zhou Yang asked with confusion, "Is this hotel under the Star Brilliance Group?"