Before long, Chu Ge arrived at the fish pond that Chen Jue had told him about.
The clear pond water shimmered under the breeze, with lotus blossoms scattered throughout. The pondside boasted verdant trees, singing insects and birds, and was furnished with high-end fishing stools, reclined chairs with cushions, a small round table for drinks, and two sun umbrellas—an environment that was quite pleasant indeed.
In the large fish pond, spanning several hundred square meters, there were only Chen Jue and four voluptuous, attractive young women at the moment.
Upon hearing the car, Chen Jue stood up from the fishing stool, smiling warmly as he approached Chu Ge, extending his right hand enthusiastically.
