Under normal circumstances, even if someone like him, Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, had a bit of a temper, he wouldn't get angry over not being able to check into this five-star hotel early. At most, he'd just be a bit dejected. Rules were rules, after all, and it was understandable for an establishment to enforce them without showing favoritism. But this current situation? What the hell was this?
Both parties were checking in, and both were for discounted rooms. The only difference was that one was a Huaxia national with a Huaxia passport, while the other was an American with an American passport. Yet the hotel receptionist hadn't even bothered to say, "Check-in is in half an hour, after three p.m." She just handed the room key directly to the American. What was that supposed to mean? Was she looking down on them?
