The brilliance of the upper world is something the ordinary people who toil for survival and hustle for life can hardly imagine.
Just like back in the days when Boss Jiang was burning the midnight oil at East University for a scholarship, he never could have imagined that beautiful, fit, and famous women, who aren't lacking money, would flock to become others' entertainment.
How ethereal the Heavenly Palace seemed.
Isn't this box just like that.
Boss Jiang, a stranger in a foreign land, had been in Japan for so long without experiencing the hospitality the landlord ought to provide, but now looking back, it must have been delayed.
Boss Jiang's self-control can certainly be described as unwavering. Regardless of whether the Japanese prince beside him intended to test him, he watched the variety of Japanese beauties pass before him like a revolving lantern, maintaining composure and tranquility.
