When Ren Zhong appeared in front of the clubhouse stepping on the land cruiser, the first thing he saw was a huge banner.
"Warmly welcome the new neighbor Ren Zhong!"
Below the banner, two rows of beautiful women and handsome men in formal attire stood shoulder to shoulder.
Behind the gates of the clubhouse, a large crowd stood there, craning their necks to look.
Hua Yuelan and two other men stood side by side at the forefront of the crowd, each dressed in splendid attire, full of spirit.
Such a scene was not imprisonment; it was like a leader visiting the grassroots to inspect work.
Ren Zhong laughed at the whole situation.
This S-Class imprisonment truly felt like a vacation.
Once Ren Zhong got closer and jumped down from the land cruiser, Hua Yuelan approached, "Mr. Ren, let me introduce you. This is Huo Donghua, the former president of the Third Continent region of the Bas Group."
Ren Zhong extended his hand: "Nice to meet you."
