At 6:30 in the evening, the high-speed train arrived in Shanghai.
It rained heavily.
Lu Fan stood quietly in the crowd, lining up to leave the station.
There were a lot of people leaving the station. It was the high-speed rail station with the largest flow of people that Lu Fan had ever seen in his life.
He was squeezed into the crowd, walked forward with the flow of people, swiped his card, exited the station, stopped in the underground parking lot, stopped a taxi, and rushed directly towards the hotel where the thunder was coming from.
Outside the car, it was pouring rain.
Lu Fan was sitting in the back seat, playing with his phone and looking at the unread messages.
While Nandu was still dealing with the aftermath, he suddenly rushed from Nandu to Shanghai, feeling not at all relaxed.
The Shanghai Stock Exchange is not Jinling. As one of the largest financial cities in the world, dragons and tigers coexist here, and countless invisible ancient families and big figures lurk here.
This time the Wumeng headquarters came with great momentum. If they don't get a satisfactory result, they will definitely not give up.
"Martial Alliance..."
Lu Fan clicked on a message and quickly replied: Okay, I will contact you when things are finished. See you then.
It was a message from Chen Feng. Chen Feng was sitting in Beijing and knew that Lu Fan had already arrived in Shanghai. He had already booked the latest flight ticket into Shanghai and would arrive in the middle of the night tonight.
Although Chen Feng's identity has been exposed, he still maintains his identity as the manager of Huadi Group. As one of the top listed real estate companies in the country, Huadi Group has its headquarters in Shanghai. With his care, Lu Fan's success in Shanghai this time
OK, it will be a lot more convenient.
The taxi stopped at the destination.
The driver glanced out the window: "Peace Hotel, this is the most awesome hotel in Shanghai, bar none."
"I think back then, no matter who committed a huge crime, as long as they could stay in this hotel, they would be protected from their enemies."
"But times have changed, and now everyone can stay in the Peace Hotel, especially you foreign tourists. Whenever you come to Shanghai, you must go to Heping Hotel. It has almost become your tourist attraction."
"But looking at the situation today...it seems like martial law is in place?"
The taxi driver glanced at Lu Fan in the rearview mirror: "Looks like your trip was in vain, a foreigner."
Lu Fan didn't say anything. After paying and getting off the car, he walked directly towards the door of the Peace Hotel.
The gate was heavily guarded. When Lu Fan walked over, several bodyguards in black walked over and were about to stop him.