Reborn in 2006, it's incredibly awesome!

The convoy came to a smooth stop at the main entrance of the Jinfeng International Hotel.

As the group alighted from the car, four hostesses dressed in red cheongsams with gold trim bowed in unison at the entrance, their voices sweet and clear: "Welcome, distinguished leaders."

Director Zhao looked up at the gilded signboard, then glanced at the French-style retro building, and clicked his tongue in admiration: "Xiao Feng, you really are a hidden talent. Your business has spread to all walks of life. Impressive, truly impressive."

Director Liu nodded in agreement, chuckling jokingly, "That's right. I even advised Xiaofeng to go to police academy back then, but now it seems like he'd be wasting his talent if he actually went."

Raymond Lam humbly replied, "It's nothing to exaggerate. It's just small stuff. I'll have to rely on you uncles for support in the future."

The four bosses next to him remained silent, but in their hearts, they had raised their opinion of Lin Feng's abilities to several levels.

A four-star hotel isn't something you can just open with money; there are many intricacies involved. Lin Feng is truly remarkable.

Nineteen top models and foreign women, swaying their slender waists and pert buttocks, followed their respective male companions into the lobby.

The hotel had seven presidential suites left, which were allocated to the three leaders and four CEOs. Lin Feng and Zhang Wei chose two adjacent business suites.

The group took two elevators upstairs, the presidential suite on the top floor and the business suite on the tenth floor, each going their own way.

Director Zhao was the most uninhibited, with one arm around each of the two mixed-race girls, his hands constantly kneading their shapely buttocks, without any attempt to hide it from the corridor's surveillance cameras.

He swiped his card to open the door to the presidential suite, closed it behind him, turned around and stared at the two girls with a meaningful smile: "Come on, darlings, you'd better keep your uncle company tonight."

Director Liu and Deputy Director Zhao were much more cautious. They wore masks from the moment they entered the hotel and deliberately kept their distance from the girls in the corridor.

Only after swiping their cards to enter the room and confirming that it was safe did the serious expressions on their faces slowly fade, revealing their eagerness as they impatiently reached out their hands to the girl beside them.

In the corridor on the tenth floor, Lin Feng and Zhang Wei exchanged a glance, both revealing a knowing, lewd smile.

Instead of going back to their own rooms, the two of them, along with four international supermodels and the remaining Chinese-American, squeezed into Raymond Lam's business suite.

Since we're out here spending money to seek thrills, we should naturally go for whatever thrills we can get.

This is a tough 2v5 battle. The Chinese team consists of Lin Feng and Zhang Wei, while the opposing team is made up of five mixed-race players.

Once inside, the two men weren't in a hurry anymore. They urged the girls to take a shower first, reminding them that cleanliness and hygiene are always the top priority when out having fun.

Taking advantage of the moment, Zhang Wei pulled a small blue pill from his pocket and raised an eyebrow at Lin Feng: "Brother Feng, do you want one?"

Lin Feng stared at the pill for half a second, then blurted out, "Holy crap! You're only nineteen and you're already using this stuff?"

Zhang Wei, with his neck stiff, said confidently, "Isn't this all about bringing glory to the country! Let these bastards see what real men are like! Hua Hua and I don't usually use this."

Lin Feng smiled and shook his head: "I don't need to. I'm already ruthless in this area. If I take another one of these, I might kill you too."

Zhang Wei was so startled that his anus tightened, and he jumped back half a step: "Holy crap! Maybe I should just take my two girls back to my own room and we can each do our own thing."

Lin Feng laughed and cursed, "Damn! Look at you, you pathetic sight! I was just kidding!"

Zhang Wei, of course, knew it was a joke, but he shamelessly leaned closer, looking excited: "Seriously, Brother Feng, this is the first time I've ever done something so beastly and unforgivable. I'm actually a little excited. What are we going to do next?"

"Why the hell do you talk so rudely?" Lin Feng kicked him and urged him as he heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.

"Stop talking nonsense, they've already applied shower gel, hurry up."

The two of them quickly stripped naked. Zhang Wei glanced down at Lin Feng, then looked at himself, frowned, and muttered, "I feel a little inferior around you. It's affecting my performance. Should I go back?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get going." Lin Feng glared at him and took the lead in walking towards the bathroom.

Zhang Wei quickly followed, and the two of them dashed into the bathroom.

Fortunately, the shower room in the business suite was spacious enough.

Before long, strange noises and exclamations in various languages ​​came from the bathroom.

An expression of surprise in English: "Oh my god, oh yeah!"

A German expression of surprise: "Hamermasi!"

A soft call in Russian: "Mire, Darvai!"

The French was uttered softly: "Du. E. Ankhjable, Re. Dem. De. Tu. M. Kol".

They chattered away in a chaotic mess.

Later, the sounds spread from the bathroom to the entire suite, the bedroom, the sofa, and the window, with scattered noises rising and falling, like a multilingual adult film.

Lin Feng and Zhang Wei were completely baffled, unable to understand what they were muttering about at all.

But it doesn't matter, as long as it's novel enough. I don't care what she says, I'll just hand in my assignment and be done with it.