In the corridor outside the private room stood a young man in a full set of Armani casual clothes. There were a few people behind him. After hearing President Zheng's words, they couldn't help but change their expressions.
The young man was yang Jianren, who had just spoken.
His face was a little pale, and it was obvious that he was usually drunk and lustful. Although he was covered in branded goods from head to toe, it could not hide his wretched temperament.
As soon as President Zheng finished speaking, yang Jianren's bean - sized eyes suddenly shot out a dark look, and his face suddenly sank.
Yang Jianren stared at President Zheng and asked,""Elder Zheng, what's the meaning of this?"
President Zheng's face twitched, but when he thought of the person in the room, he gritted his teeth and said,""Young master yang, I'm sorry. The moonlight lotus pond private room was indeed reserved by another guest. I can't break the rules ..."