After walking out of the alley and waiting on the side of the road for a while, Ye Chen took a taxi and headed towards the Four Seasons Hotel. The night in the Magic City is full of lights and feasting. Even in winter, there are still many people on the street. Through the car window, Ye Chen suddenly felt a completely different feeling as he looked at the vehicles, people, and buildings that were constantly appearing out of sight and then disappearing. That feeling is like opening up perspective God's, looking down at all living beings. Very wonderful and comfortable. After a brief moment of stunned gaze, Ye Chen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Having money and not having money are completely two different mentalities.."
In the past, Ye Chen was busy running around for life. Now, Ye Chen is rich and free. When your mentality changes, your feelings will naturally change.
"It feels so good to be rich..."
The taxi went along the way, and after half an hour, he arrived at the Four Seasons Hotel. After scanning the code to pay the fare, Ye Chen got off the car, looked at the main entrance of Four Seasons Hotel, and then headed towards the revolving door. As one of the luxury hotels in the Magic City, the accommodation fee for Four Seasons Hotel is very high. If it were before, Ye Chen would never have chosen the Four Seasons Hotel. Because here, you will have to pay thousands of accommodation fees in one night, which is the lowest price. But now, Ye Chen, who has 21.5 billion, doesn't have to consider this or that.
There are not many people in the lobby Four Seasons Hotel. At this moment, there is a tall woman checking in at the front desk. Because his back was facing away, Ye Chen did not see the woman's appearance clearly. But based on the other person's figure alone, she can get a 70 point. After glanced at the woman, Ye Chen walked straight towards the front desk. The free female receptionist immediately showed a professional smile:
"Sir, what can I do to help you?"
The female receptionist's voice was very pleasant and she looked so good. Base on point, she would get 80 point. After looking at the female receptionist, Ye Chen said,
"Presidential Suite, seven days."
The receptionist at the front desk was stunned, but she immediately regained her composure. At the same time, the tall woman who had just received the room card suddenly turned around and looked over.
"Ye Chen?"
As soon as the familiar nickname fell, Ye Chen turned his head and looked over.
"Du Xiaoya? Damn, I actually met her here..."
Du Xiaoya is Ye Chen's college classmate, in the same department and class, and her real point is 93. If she put on makeup, she can get 96 point. It can be said that Du Xiaoya is the perfect collage beauty, but she has no close contact with Ye Chen. When she graduated, She completely broke off contact. Thinking of this, Ye Chen looked at Du Xiaoya. Off-white mesh shirt, black semi-transparent shirt, LV blue down jacket, flesh-colored stockings, black skirt, over-the-knee boots. Coupled with Du Xiaoya's tall figure and beautiful face, she is very attractive.
"Women love beauty, they are really not afraid of cold..."
After coming back to his senses, Ye Chen smiled and said,
"Long time no see."
Du Xiaoya looked at Ye Chen and said,
"Long time no see, what are you busy with recently? Since graduation, I have never seen you show up in the class group."
"Just be busy." Ye Chen said with a smile.
Ye Chen's answer was a little beyond Du Xiaoya's expectations, and it was too perfunctory. When she was in collage, whenever Du Xiaoya wanted to ask anything, others would want to take out their hearts and show her. But now, Ye Chen is too indifferent, and Du Xiaoya is a little bit uncomfortable. After taking a look, Ye Chen, whose aura was completely different from before, Du Xiaoya covered her mouth and smiled,
"I really didn't expect that among so many classmates, you are the ones who hide the deepest, dare to open a presidential suite, are you on a business trip to the Demon City?"
Ye Chen didn't have any famous brands and was holding a laptop in his hand. No matter how she looked, he didn't seem to be staying in a hotel at his own expense. You can stay in a hotel on business trips normally, except for a few, there are no one who booked presidential suites. This is also the reason why Du Xiaoya said that
"Ye Chen is hiding the deepest".
To be more precise, Du Xiaoya asked this on purpose. In Du Xiaoya's opinion, Ye Chen, a college classmate, is nine out of ten a hidden rich second generation. If she hadn't met today, it would have been kept in the dark. Ye Chen smiled and said,
"It's okay, were you here for a date?"
"Ask for a fight."
Du Xiaoya finished speaking pretending to be angry, brushed her long hair on her temples, and then said,
"I am a hotel experiencer now."
Ye Chen asked in surprise:
"Why did you choose this profession?"
What is a university major? it does not mean that your work will be related to the major after graduation, and it is also a long-term thing. However, Du Xiaoya's span is a bit too big.
Du Xiaoya smiled and said,
"I like traveling, and the salary of this job is not low. Be diligent and can earn tens of thousands of yuan."
Ye Chen nodded:
"It's good that you like it. I'll check in first and chat later."
"Okay."
Du Xiaoya replied. The receptionist at the front desk was very eye-catching. It was not until then that she spoke,
"Sir, please show your ID."
Ye Chen took out his ID card and handed it over. The female receptionist at the front desk took it with both hands and then checked in for Ye Chen. After some operation, Ye Chen swiped the card and paid a total of 616,000 yuan.
On the side, when Du Xiaoya saw Ye Chen's successful payment, she suddenly had a strange look in her eyes.
Just moments ago, Du Xiaoya had half-jokingly remarked that Ye Chen was hiding his wealth deeply, asking if he was on a business trip. In truth, it was a subtle test on her part, but unfortunately, Ye Chen didn't seem to catch her drift at all. Of course, even without him saying anything, Du Xiaoya had already formed her own conclusion: Ye Chen, her college classmate of four years, was a deeply hidden second-generation rich heir. Being able to spend 616,000 yuan without batting an eye wasn't something just any wealthy individual could do, let alone someone who had just graduated. Could he be a first-generation rich man who made his fortune so quickly? That seemed like a joke.
Just as this strange realization dawned on Du Xiaoya, the receptionist at the front desk respectfully handed Ye Chen the room card and ID card, saying,
"Mr. Ye, welcome to the Four Seasons Hotel. I'll take you up."
Ye Chen nodded. The female receptionist quickly left the front desk and walked ahead to lead the way.
Ye Chen then looked at Du Xiaoya and asked,
"Coming up for a chat?"
"Okay,"
Du Xiaoya replied happily, following Ye Chen towards the elevator.
They took the exclusive elevator straight to the thirty-sixth floor. As soon as the elevator doors opened, a well-dressed, slender woman with light makeup, accompanied by two women in waiter attire, greeted them. She folded her hands on her lower abdomen, bowed to Ye Chen, and said,
"Hello, Mr. Ye. I am Andy, your butler."
Andy was the personal butler assigned by the hotel to Ye Chen. She had been notified the moment Ye Chen's payment was successful and had made a special trip to the elevator entrance to await his arrival. Ye Chen glanced at the female butler, who appeared to be around twenty-seven, nodded, and walked towards the presidential suite.
Even Du Xiaoya, merely accompanying him, felt the impressiveness of the greeting and subconsciously smoothed her clothes—it was her first time experiencing such a reception. The butler, Andy, looked at Du Xiaoya with a hint of surprise but said nothing and hurriedly followed Ye Chen.
Upon arriving at the presidential suite, Ye Chen surveyed the room's layout. His first impression: grand. His second feeling: incredibly opulent. From the large tables, chairs, and cabinets to the small cups and utensils, everything, without exception, was from internationally renowned brands.
"This presidential suite practically exudes an aura of extravagant wealth..."
Ye Chen thought to himself.
Just then, the butler, who had followed them into the room, said with a smile,
"Mr. Ye, if you have any requests, please feel free to call me."
Andy's voice had a pleasing tone that was very comfortable to hear, not at all off-putting.
Ye Chen nodded and said,
"Alright, you may leave us now."
"Very well, Mr. Ye."
Andy bowed slightly, then exited the suite, closing the door behind her.
Ye Chen casually placed his notebook on the table, looked at Du Xiaoya, and said,
"Please, make yourself comfortable. Sit anywhere you like."
Du Xiaoya, who had been somewhat reserved since entering the presidential suite, murmured an "Mm," and sat down on the sofa.
Seeing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but smile.
"I'm going to take a bath. Feel free to do as you please. There's red wine and champagne on the table. If you get hungry, just ask Andy to bring something to eat."
When Du Xiaoya heard this, her heart pounded uncontrollably.
"We were supposed to have a good chat, and he's going to take a shower as soon as we enter the room? What is he thinking..."
At this moment, Du Xiaoya was no longer the naive schoolgirl she once was; she knew more about the world now. She understood that certain things should only happen after their relationship status was clear. With nothing confirmed between them, and him seeming to move forward so directly, the idea that she wouldn't resist was false—she definitely would.
"Well..."
Du Xiaoya didn't say,
"I should head back first; we'll talk tomorrow."
In fact, Du Xiaoya herself didn't quite know why she agreed to stay. Perhaps it was a subconscious decision, or perhaps the desire to find a wealthy boyfriend was too strong.
At this moment, Ye Chen glanced at Du Xiaoya and raised his eyebrows. Her voice had a slight tremor—was she nervous? The implication was self-evident.
"The allure of money is truly extraordinary,"
Ye Chen mused.
"Not bad at all. The goddess in others' eyes is starting to waver..."
Glancing at the slightly nervous Du Xiaoya, Ye Chen headed straight for the bathroom. If Du Xiaoya truly didn't resist, Ye Chen wouldn't mind a "super friendship" encounter.
On the sofa, Du Xiaoya saw the look in Ye Chen's eyes before he went into the bathroom, and her heart skipped a beat.
"No, does he really think that way?"
"Maybe I should leave first..."
Up to this point, Du Xiaoya, who hadn't given herself to anyone, was perhaps a bit of a gold-digger, or at least wanted to ensure her "value." There's nothing inherently wrong with that; given her own qualities, wanting to find a "Prince Charming" who was young and rich was understandable. But the problem was, Du Xiaoya vaguely sensed that Ye Chen was the type who wouldn't have just one woman.
After hesitating again and again, Du Xiaoya bit her lip but still chose not to leave. For Du Xiaoya, this sudden encounter with Ye Chen felt like an opportunity bestowed by fate. If she didn't seize it, she might not get such a chance again. Young, wealthy, handsome, and familiar—such a man was leagues above any greasy, old, rich uncle.
Time ticked by, and the sound of running water could be heard from the bathroom. Du Xiaoya gradually relaxed and began to explore the presidential suite. She had been a hotel experiencer for a while, but this was her first time in a Presidential Suite. After some observation, the eager desire in Du Xiaoya's heart ignited once more. The sheer opulence of the presidential suite had a significant impact on a woman who wasn't wealthy herself, especially one who harbored certain ambitions deep down; it wasn't as simple as one plus one.
Fifteen minutes later, Ye Chen finished his shower, left the bathroom, and came into the living room.
"Have you finished washing?"
Du Xiaoya asked, putting down an empty red wine glass and getting up. At this moment, she had taken off her down jacket, and her S-shaped curve was vividly displayed. Her jade-like complexion, light lipstick, pretty face, and long, jet-black hair exuded a different kind of beauty under the golden lights.