Cars pulled up in front of the Flame Rose Nightclub, and sexy ladies in high heels stepped out, flaunting their pale, shapely thighs that turned many heads.
These stunning women, chatting and laughing, entered the club, occasionally sharing jokes with their companions.
Upon arriving here, Yang Fan felt as though there were no unattractive women in Xinghai City; all were breathtakingly beautiful.
Glancing at his attire, he wore nothing but designer brands, handpicked by Yuan Shanshan herself. Her taste was impeccable, always opting for the pricier outfits.
With no hint of the discomfort that a poor countryside boy might feel in the city, Yang Fan casually walked in, one hand in his pocket.
At this moment, in a luxurious office on the fourth floor of the Flame Rose Nightclub, Dog Brother stood pitifully still.