C621 Five Hundred Thousand Yuan

"Young Master Jane, I'll go check on the hotel."

"Do you know who it is?" Jian Shaodong was tying up his tie.

He wore a pair of well-ironed suit pants, handmade Italian leather shoes, and a sharp fingertip. He was nimbly wearing a tie and exuded an air of nobility.

He turned around, his eyes cold. "Have you found out who sent them?"

Bai Qingtine hesitated for a moment, "Young Master Jian