Sponsor System: Harem With Infinite Money-Chapter 78 - 3 Million
The girl at the front desk’s lips trembled, and everything fell silent in an instant. Ryan waited a long time before coming over.
He said casually, "Why does it take so much time?"
Lyla immediately mentioned the signing tip matter, and Ryan frowned, which made her a little scared.
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Talia, who had finished packing up, came over and was also stunned. Then she said, "Ms. Lyla, we didn’t do anything intentional. It’s just that according to the order you signed, the expenditure on this card will exceed five hundred thousand."
Lyla had never experienced such a scene before and felt a little overwhelmed when her secret enemy said this. When she didn’t know what to think, Ryan walked over nonchalantly and examined the total on the list.
"Well done, Lyla. You’re growing up very fast."
Ryan laughed. According to the settings of the sponsor system, the most difficult part about spending money like this was finding a reason.
Lyla’s favorability had reached 80. At this pace, the counterattack against her would progress very quickly.
"I’m just afraid of losing face for Brother Ryan," Lyla said with a sigh, hugging Ryan’s arm and acting coquettishly.
Talia then sent the two of them into the elevator, her little hand secretly teasing Ryan. As soon as they got out of the elevator, someone pulled Ryan aside.
It was Zaiden, the young master of Dihao Hotel. Strictly speaking, he was not the only one—he had other siblings, and his father had romantic debts elsewhere—but he was inevitably a prominent figure.
Zaiden directly pulled Ryan to a secluded coffee sofa in the hotel lobby and said with great emotion, "Brother Ryan, damn, are you secretly in love with me?"
"If so, give me some time, and you will definitely play with my ass enough."
Accustomed to their online jokes, Ryan simply kicked him away, replying, "Get lost, I have no interest in you at all."
"Oh, my sister-in-law is here—it’s not convenient, I understand!"
"Hello, sister-in-law. I am Brother Ryan’s running dog. Call me anytime if you need anything."
Zaiden—this aloof guy—also started to talk. In fact, his willingness was very simple.
Although Dihao Hotel was his father’s business, his uncles and aunts also held shares, and together with his siblings, it was really a mess. With other shareholders watching, the pressure was actually quite high.
What the elders liked most was to test the abilities of the younger generation. Whoever wanted to inherit had to show his abilities to everyone.
All the children were assigned different businesses in this top-ranked five-star hotel. The second-generation rich should not start their own businesses randomly; the proper way was to inherit the family property well.
Zaiden was assigned the sky garden business—a venture that would not suffer losses but was like a stagnant pool of water.
Although it appeared prosperous, its profitability was weak, leaving it neither alive nor dead. But when Ryan recharged 1 million for the first time, the family was shocked.
This sudden surprise made Zaiden very happy as he wondered where this god of wealth had come from. In fact, when he first met this poor guy Ryan at the luxury car club that night, the most excited person wasn’t Yammir but him.
In truth, the family used the business to consider these playboys. This time, with this distinguished guest, the business and performance of the sky garden improved. Another 1 million was recharged, and the tip reached a historic five hundred thousand.
Zaiden went completely crazy. He had worked hard but seen no results—then Brother Ryan came and solved all the problems.
"Sister-in-law, although I am a man, if Brother Ryan wants to do it... I am willing," Zaiden said in a pitiful tone. It was completely a joke, but the word "sister-in-law" made Lyla very happy.
The mystery was completely solved: Brother Ryan was the real powerful one above these people. He supported this prince, and many had said that he was the real boss of the Imperial Hotel.
"Ah Zaiden, stop messing around!," Ryan said at the hotel entrance with a smile.
"I’m not saying anything, but the most expensive wine right now is less than 20,000 dollars. If I give him a tip, I’m afraid the male waiter will think I’m going to fuck him."
Zaiden stood aside and said confidently, "Brother Ryan, this is indeed our fault."
"Fuck you—I will definitely go to the board tomorrow and scold you. What the hell are you talking about five-star? How much is a bottle of Louis XIII? I won’t prepare just a few bottles. If Brother Ryan is not satisfied, where will my face be?"
As he spoke, Zaiden added, "I do know that next month our city will auction a commemorative edition bottle of wine. It’s been around for more than ten years, and the starting price should be 40,000 dollars."
Ryan paused and suddenly raised his hand, making a strange gesture. In fact, at the hotel entrance, Ryan was not drunk, but with Zaiden there, many people accompanied him.
Talia was among them.
Ryan directly took Lyla’s membership card and said while operating it, "Ah Ryan, I don’t want to talk nonsense with you anymore. I treat you as a brother, so I won’t say much—I want all the wine."
"Just take the trouble to buy all the good wines." Ryan grabbed the POS machine and swiped it. It displayed, "2 million has arrived!"
At that moment, not only Lyla and Talia but even Zaiden, who had rushed over, was shocked. What did three million mean? It was a normal number for projects, equity transactions, stock markets, or any debt-to-equity conversion.
But there were almost no private transfers where so much money was free from risk control management—it was simply outrageous.
Zaiden, born into a famous family, was completely dumbfounded.
Ryan burped and said softly, "Why, what do you think,?"
Zaiden, extremely excited and trembling, replied, "Brother Ryan, I didn’t mean that. It’s just that you’re brushing too much, and I can’t adapt for a while."
The 1 million dollars he had given to Yana before had already made him famous at home, and. Now, with three million recharged in one day, he dared not imagine how fawning his father would be.
Ryan shook himself and said, "Okay, Ryan, I’m going back to sleep. Let’s talk about what we said before."
Zaiden immediately said, "I know, Brother Ryan, you just want to pretend to be poor. I will never say anything nonsense."
Zaiden then drove a Mercedes-Benz G and personally took the two back to school. Originally, he had wanted to find a connection to continue driving in, but Ryan, still in a daze, said no, so Zaiden expressed his concern and left first.
After Zaiden left, Lyla, who had been a little worried, was left stunned.