Chapter 259: Chapter 147: This Is What You Call a Means of Transport?

’In his mind, I’m even better than Lin Xi?’

Gao Wenwen subconsciously lowered her head, her mind starting to race.

’It couldn’t be because my chest is a little bigger than Lin Xi’s, could it?’

’I’ve heard that men tend to prefer women with bigger chests.’

’Does Xu Yun like them big too?’

If Xu Yun knew what Gao Wenwen was thinking about him, he would probably be exasperated.

’Am I the kind of guy who only cares about breast size? I obviously like you for your personality!’

...

A little after 6:00 PM, the group of five arrived in three cars at the entrance of the Imperial Court Hotel.

The doorman, seeing the black Bentley Continental GT pull up again, immediately sent someone to get the owner.

’Yesterday’s big spender is back!’

The reason they were so happy was that last night, everyone who had served his private room received a large red envelope.

yuan!

If their service was good today, they might get one too.

This President Xu was very generous.

After getting out of their cars, the group walked toward the hotel. Zhu Jingheng was a little surprised to see the staff enthusiastically welcoming them.

’They’re never like this when I come here.’

Just as they entered the lobby, the hotel’s owner came hurrying over.

Zhu Jingheng knew the owner, President Wei Lai, but not very well.

’I can’t believe he’s here to greet me personally. He’s really showing me some respect.’

Just as he was about to step forward and say hello, the man looked right past him to Xu Yun and called out warmly, "President Xu, here to support my business again?"

"President Wei, I’m the guest today."

Xu Yun smiled. "The one treating is right here beside me."

Only then did Wei Lai look to the side.

"Hello, Uncle Wei."

Wei Lai asked, puzzled, "And you are...? You look a bit familiar."

"I’m Zhu Jianjun’s son."

Zhu Jingheng reminded him awkwardly, "We had a meal together at my aunt’s banquet last time."

"Oh, I remember now."

Wei Lai looked at Zhu Jingheng with a flash of realization. "So you’re the young master of the Zhu family! If you hadn’t said so, I almost wouldn’t have recognized you."

Zhu Jingheng was speechless.

Wei Lai asked, puzzled, "How do you know President Xu?"

"We were high school classmates."

Zhu Jingheng explained, "A few of us from high school are having a get-together today, so we thought we’d come here for a meal."

"Oh, I see."

Wei Lai said to the attendant beside him, "Change their reservation. Move them to my personal private room, and give them a twenty-percent discount on the bill."

"Yes, boss."

"President Xu, since you’re having a high school reunion today, I won’t disturb you."

After giving his orders, Wei Lai said to Xu Yun and his group, "Enjoy your meal and have fun. If you need anything at all, just let the staff know."

"You’re too kind, President Wei."

The others watched the hotel owner’s differing attitudes toward Xu Yun and Zhu Jingheng, and they could viscerally feel the difference in their status.

By dropping his father’s name, Zhu Jingheng could barely manage a conversation.

And Xu Yun?

All he had to do was walk in and stand there!

The owner came running to greet him, offering to change their room and give them a discount. He couldn’t have been more enthusiastic.

A businessman never makes a losing deal. He was acting this way because he clearly believed that currying favor and building a good relationship with Xu Yun would benefit him in the long run.

Seeing himself get outshone by Xu Yun yet again, Zhu Jingheng had a bitter taste in his mouth.

But there was nothing to be done. The man simply had that kind of clout.

No matter how resentful he felt, he had no choice but to accept it. That’s just the reality of the world.

For most people, the amount of money one has largely determines one’s social status.