He walked into an indoor golf court to find a dozen or so beautiful women in golf attire. With golf bags on their backs and clubs in hand, they stood with radiant smiles, like soldiers awaiting inspection as they watched the esteemed member being led in by a membership consultant.
Lin Chu's gaze swept across the room, and he couldn't help but swallow. Stunning.
High class. This was truly high class.
Honestly, this was far more high-class than any nightclub. These women were at least on the level of amateur models. Not a single one was short; they all had legs for days, with practically no one under 170cm.
'These rich guys really know how to live, don't they?'
Suddenly, Lin Chu felt that, well, perhaps he had been acting a bit like some newly-rich rube before.
A golf club of this caliber was among the best in all of Peng City. The power of the owner behind it went without saying.
