Chapter 603 - 602
Nowadays, there’s a serious crackdown everywhere, and officials up top are investigating corruption, leaving everyone on edge. But the luxuries afforded to officials can’t possibly decrease. Since they can’t indulge living in the same place, why not travel elsewhere? If not in big cities, then small ones— or even a few days of rest and adjustment in a resort.
Xu He’s restaurant is located in a very small town, though the population of the town is a tad bit high. Given its level of rank, it should never get in the way of any officials, especially not those petty ones.
"You also need to be careful, youngster. Don’t think you can do anything you want just because you have a few people backing you up. With such strict investigations, don’t cross the line too much in your actions. Know when to stop and don’t swallow all the good things for yourself. No one can finish them all alone— It’s better to leave some for others."
While Liu Han nagged Xu He, they walked towards the outside of the hotel. Xu He nodded and smiled along, seemingly indifferent, but in reality, he took everything to heart. He understood the implications behind Liu Han’s words; it was for his own sake, for the Sixth Group and, to be more precise, for Zhang Liang.
Zhang Liang might be slow on the uptake, but there are plenty of people who understand him. The soul of the Sixth Group is him; even if he’s not good with words and is aloof from the group, he still is the untouchable core at its heart.
Without him, the Sixth Group wouldn’t function.
The two reached the entrance of the hotel. The floor was covered in a layer of soft silk carpet, which felt like cotton under the feet. Xu He had gone to great lengths with these details. He had originally planned to buy a couple of Tibetan antelopes from the black market to make carpets from their fur but was reprimanded by Zhang Liang. Later, he settled on a handmade carpet by a local artisan in Tibet, who had once been a weaver reserved for the Lama Temple. The carpet embroidered with Tibetan snow mountains spread at the entrance, conveying a unique charm.
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in front of Liu Han, and a tall figure stood in his path.
It was his own bodyguard, wearing a black trench coat even in the heat of summer—truly a showstopper. No matter how many times he was told, he never listened.
It was him.