Half an hour later, Li Yifei and his family arrived at Jingtai Hotel, their second visit today,
Li Yifei couldn't help but feel emotional. Without that layer of identity, ordinary people might never get to come to a place like this in their lifetime. After all, having a meal here is ridiculously expensive. Just that lunch, including drinks, was about fifteen hundred.
The security guard at the door already recognized Li Yifei, and probably wouldn't forget for a long time. Seeing Li Yifei bringing a large group over to dine, they quickly stepped forward to greet them while also reporting to Huang Zicong via phone, as per his previous instructions.
Huang Zicong was waiting by the bar. Upon receiving the message, he walked quickly to the door, stopping at the steps, flanked by the lobby manager and two selected, beautiful greeters.
"Mr. Li." Huang Zicong hurriedly greeted, while the security guards behind him gave a synchronized salute.
