If Teng Xiangling wasn't there, Yan Murong really didn't know where Yuhuatai was.
The two of them didn't drive out, so they had to stop a taxi.
In the car, Teng Xiangling told him some things about Yuhuatai.
Yan Murong admitted that the name was very elegant. I don’t know if the boss here chose this name after listening to "Yuhua Stone" or "Chrysanthemum Platform". However, after Teng Xiangling’s introduction, Yan Murong also roughly understood the situation of Yuhua Platform.
This is a club, which can be said to be one of the top clubs in Suzhou and Hangzhou. Similarly, it is like some top clubs in Yanjing. It is not customers who choose them, but they choose customers.
Those who can enter here are either rich or noble. It can be said that this is a platform for communication specially created for the upper class.
When he arrived at Yuhuatai, Yan Murong was shocked by the little one.
He had been to Zheng Wuming's duckweed and even fought several times there. When he arrived at the entrance of Yuhuatai, he realized that Zheng Wuming's place was like a kindergarten and a university compared to this place.
This place is located near Suzhou and Hangzhou. The entire club is built in the style of European royal gardens. There is no security guard at the door, but there are many cameras monitoring it.
When he walked to the club door, Yan Murong was surprised again.
The outer side is in the style of European royal gardens, but here it is designed according to the style of ancient Chinese aristocratic mansions.
A four-story main building is built completely based on ancient houses. It looks similar to the Golden Palace in the palace. And through the water-spirited glass door at the door, you can see that the service staff inside are all beauties, and any one of them is the one who makes men drool.
More importantly, they are not wearing the waiter's professional suit with a white shirt, but the whole color of big red cheongsam.
This makes people feel even more lit up.
The European gardens, Chinese style, and the cheongsam that is unique to China, which fully demonstrates the beauty of women, made Yan Murong sigh and thought to himself, the owner here is not ordinary.
There are many attractive means. Many people use this combination of Chinese and Western, high-tech and antique methods, but compared with this, it really feels like a slim feeling.
When he walked into the hall with Teng Xiangling, a tall woman wearing a red cheongsam, with a charming appearance and a tall figure came over.
"Sir, Miss, do you need any help?" The woman held her hands on her abdomen, bowed slightly, and looked at Yan Murong with a kind smile on her face.
"Let's find someone." Yan Murong said with a smile.
"Then please show your membership cards." The woman said politely.
"I also need a membership card?" Yan Murong was a little surprised, spread his hands and said, "I don't."
"That doesn't matter." The woman did not show any impatient expression and said with a smile. "The two are here to find someone. Since there is no membership card, please notify your friends. Can you please come down and take it?"
Yan Murong nodded.
He is not the kind of arrogant and domineering young master, nor is he the one who reports his father's name if he doesn't let him in, and then breaks in with awesomeness.
Moreover, Teng Xiangling just told him that this place is not something that ordinary people can enter, it is not that you can get the membership card here with as much money as you have. Even if you have tens of billions, don’t have the corresponding identity, or if the owner disagrees, you will not be able to get a membership card.
"I said, Master Gongsun, you fooled me here and didn't get me a membership card. You mean to laugh at me, right?" Yan Murong called Gongsun Wuji and said with a smile.
"Oh? Young Master Yan has arrived?" Gongsun Wuji was stunned and then smiled apologized. "Young Master Yan has to take care of you, I forgot. I will go down to pick you up immediately."
"Okay, come down quickly, save me from being embarrassed when I stand here."
After hanging up the phone, Yan Murong looked at the woman and said, "I've called, Gongsun Wuji is coming down to answer it immediately."
"Okay, please, please, two of you." The woman smiled and took Yan Murong and Teng Xiangling to the rest area aside, then poured two cups of Longjing in person, and then stood behind the two of them respectfully. The eyes of Yan Murong also changed a little.
If you can work here and be responsible for reception, your mind must be versatile.
Although Yan Murong was wearing ordinary clothes, and the phone she was holding when she called just now was still the same Nokia mobile phone that elementary school students thought was old-fashioned, it can be seen from the phone he just called that this young man has an extraordinary identity.
He called Gongsun Dasun on the other side of the phone - looking at the entire Suhang, the only family with the surname Gongsun was. Thinking about it, he also knew who Gongsun Dasun was. But he could talk to Gongsun Dasun in this tone, which shows that this person's identity is extraordinary.
Within two minutes, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the stairs. Then, Gongsun Wuji, dressed in casual clothes, appeared in the lobby. His eyes turned around and saw Yan Murong and Teng Xiangling sitting in the rest area for tea, Gongsun Wuji trotted over.
This run made the woman even more shocked.
This young master Gongsun has been in the limelight recently, and he is also a regular visitor here. He has come here a lot of times, but this time it is different - he is jogging over this time.
"Young Master Gongsun." The woman bent down slightly and greeted Gongsun Wuji respectfully.
"Yeah." Gongsun Wuji glanced at the woman, responded lightly, and then looked at Yan Murong, and a smile appeared on his face. "Young Master Yan, I'm really sorry. I forgot to tell you just now, please forgive me."
"It's okay." Yan Murong stood up and said with a smile. "The tea here is good. If you get late, I can drink a few more sips."
"Haha." Gongsun Wuji laughed. "Young Master Yan likes to drink tea. I still have some at home. Although it is not as good as your Dahongpao, it is pretty good---If you like it, I will send some to Young Master Yan tomorrow."
"No need." Yan Murong smiled and shook his head, saying. "This is a good place. I don't know how to get a membership card? If I save it, you will not be here."
Although the cheongsam woman didn't know what Yan Murong was from, she heard Gongsun Wuji call him Young Master Yan and acted like an obvious flattering attitude, so she naturally knew that the man in front of her was extraordinary.
"Mr. Yan, I will prepare a membership card for you right away." The woman said quickly, and as she said, she was about to ask someone to help Yan Murong apply for it.
"Wait." Gongsun Wuji called the woman and said, "There is nothing to do with you here, so you can go down first."
"Why, I have to give me a membership card on my own initiative, but you still can't bear to leave?" Yan Murong said jokingly.
"Mr. Yan misunderstood." Gongsun Wuji smiled. "Mr. Yan wants a membership card, so someone will naturally send it. But let's go up first. I specially prepared a surprise for Mr. Yan."