Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

Chapter 81 I Want the Luxury Suite

"My family's properties?"

Shen Yuexin seemed intrigued and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"The Jubilant Arrival Hotel is under the Huamei Group, isn't it?" Ye Ling said.

"Yes."

"Here's the thing, I drove to the Jubilant Arrival Hotel in Donghai City to have a meal, and the security guard at the door told me that cars worth less than 200,000 couldn't park in the parking lot. Is that true?"

"How could that be possible?"

Shen Yuexin's delicate eyebrows knitted immediately, and she said directly, "There's no way that could be true. Every catering business under the Huamei Group prioritizes service first and taste second. It doesn't matter if it's a car worth less than 200,000 or even a bicycle—they can all be parked in the parking lot."

"Well, I wouldn't know about that. Anyway, the security didn't let me park, and the general manager here said it's the hotel's rule. I got angry and decided to 'wash their faces' for them," Ye Ling said.

"'Wash faces'? What do you mean?" Shen Yuexin asked, puzzled.

"I mean I gave them a thrashing—nosebleeds, knocked-out front teeth, nearly sent them to the morgue. Do you understand now?" Ye Ling rolled his eyes.

Shen Yuexin: "..."

"How do you plan to handle this? This is my first time coming to such a high-end hotel for a meal, and I came with a good mood. If this ruins my experience, I won't mind tearing down this hotel."

"Look at the nerve you've got."

Shen Yuexin snorted and then added, "Alright, wait there for now. Have your meal as you planned. I'm actually in Donghai City and will be over soon."

"Sure thing!"

After hanging up, Ye Ling shook his cell phone at Du Ping and chuckled, "Manager Du, right? I was really scared by you, wasn't I? Soon a beautiful lady will come over—if you have anything to say, you can tell it to her!"

Having said that, Ye Ling grabbed Qiao'er's delicate hand and walked into the lobby.

Du Ping frowned deeply, feeling an uneasy premonition.

From the tone of Ye Ling's conversation just now, it was clear he was relaying the situation to someone high up in the group. If that person's rank were lower than his, it would be one thing, but if it were higher... that would be troublesome....

"Brother-in-law, are we just going to let this brat waltz in like that?"

Sun Nan wiped the blood from his face and said unwillingly.

Du Ping said, "Don't rush. Let's see what kind of backing this guy has. If he's bluffing, he will get what's coming to him today."

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"Hmm!"

Sun Nan nodded his head vigorously.

He was thinking, with his brother-in-law being the general manager here—with such a high position—shouldn't he be able to handle a guy driving a Chery car?

Regarding the security guard in his thirties, Du Ping glanced at him and ordered someone to take him to the hospital.

...

Back to Ye Ling and Liu Qiao'er, after they entered the hotel, many eyes in the lobby immediately turned their way.

They had all witnessed Ye Ling thrashing Sun Nan and the thirty-something security guard just now.

"Sir, do... do you have a reservation?"

A receptionist approached, mustering her courage, her face layered with heavy foundation makeup—as required for a front desk role.

The receptionist was quite pretty, with large eyes, but she kept her head down, seemingly afraid to look at Ye Ling.

"What are you afraid of?"

Ye Ling smiled helplessly and said, "No reservation. It's just the two of us. Can we get a private room to dine in, is that okay?"

"This..."

Gathering her courage, the receptionist replied, "Sir, our private rooms require reservations. Besides, with just two of you, there's no need to insist on a private room, right?"

"It's my first time eating at such a high-end hotel, so of course, I want to enjoy the experience to the fullest," Ye Ling said.

The waiter laughed immediately and said, "Sir, if you ask me, you really don't need to insist on a private room. The taste of our dishes is the same everywhere, and the environment is elegant and comfortable. You just pick a spot, and we'll arrange it right away."

"I know what you mean."

Ye Ling smiled and glanced at the waiter, "So there's a charge for the private rooms, right? How much is it?"

"A small private room is 1000, a medium one is 3000, a large one is 5000, and the deluxe private room is 10,000," the waiter said helplessly.

At that moment, Du Ping also walked in, standing not too far from Ye Ling, close enough to hear the conversation between Ye Ling and the waiter.

"Alright, then get me a deluxe private room," Ye Ling said.

Liu Qiao'er hurriedly tugged at Ye Ling's sleeve and said, "We don't have to go for the deluxe room; it's too expensive. And they are right, we can just find somewhere else to have a bite without a private room!"

"No, today is the feast to apologize to my wife, and it's our first time here, so we should definitely enjoy the experience," Ye Ling said.

Liu Qiao'er's cheeks turned red, and she fell silent.

"This..."

The waiter looked at Du Ping standing not too far away, undecided in his mind.

The deluxe private room really did require a reservation.

"It's okay, give him one," Du Ping said.

He really wanted to see just who Ye Ling was, daring to ask for a deluxe private room?

"Well then, sir, please wait a moment."

The waiter checked at the front desk and then came back looking apologetic, "Sir, I'm sorry, but all the deluxe private rooms have been booked for tonight. Only medium and large rooms are available."

"Is that so?"

Ye Ling shook his head and said, "I only want a deluxe private room; it's 10,000, right? No problem, I'll give you 20,000 to free one up for me."

"Sir, it's not about the money, the deluxe private rooms are really all booked, and we..."

"30,000," Ye Ling said calmly.

The waiter was slightly stunned, and quickly explained, "Sir, at our place, we prioritize service and honor our integrity; we really can't..."

"40,000."

"This issue isn't really about the money, sir. Please don't make it difficult..."

"50,000."

The waiter's forehead began to show a few glistening beads of sweat.

She could see now that the man in front of her, seemingly dressed in a plain and unsophisticated manner, was in fact a complete and total nouveau-riche!

Spending 50,000 just to get a private room, this dude wasn't here to eat, he was here to consume private rooms!

"Still not okay?"

Ye Ling smiled lightly, then added, "No problem, I offer you 100,000, 200,000, 300,000... In short, I want a deluxe private room today."

Liu Qiao'er stood by, quietly not saying anything anymore.

She knew that Ye Ling wasn't wasting money; he was doing it to let those who judged people superficially know not to assume someone can be easily humiliated just because of their inexpensive clothes or cheap car.

Ye Ling could fight back.

But to humiliate them this way was much more satisfying than fighting.

The waiter had completely panicked by now, as she too had previously thought Ye Ling had no money.

She couldn't help but steal a glance at Ye Ling, thinking to herself: Could this guy be pretending to be rich when he's actually broke?