Chapter 1123 - 1119: Rich Lady
"Boss, I love you to death! I’m at the Senwell Hotel!"
After Ah Mao hung up the phone, Qin Hao put his phone away and looked at Lin Yuhan with a wry smile.
Lin Yuhan shot him a playful glare, "You were just complaining about me leaving, and now you’re the one leaving."
"My dear wife won’t mind!" Qin Hao shamelessly said.
"Alright then, off you go!"
Lin Yuhan said generously.
"Goodbye, my dear wife!"
Qin Hao waved, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the Senwell Hotel.
Thirty minutes later, the taxi arrived at the destination.
Senwell Hotel is an international top-tier hotel chain. Comparable to the Hilton.
Now, outside its lavish and radiant gates, stood a variety of baggage handlers.
The people going in and out of the hotel were often blonde, blue-eyed foreigners.
At the temporary parking lot outside, a myriad of luxury cars were parked: Land Rovers, Mercedes-Benz, BMWs—pretty ordinary.
The more impressive ones included top-tier sports cars like Lamborghinis, Aston Martins, etc.
Before Qin Hao even got out, the driver in the front seat was stunned, "Why are there so many luxury cars?"
Qin Hao was also a bit taken aback.
Beijing certainly had a lot of wealthy people.
But having so many rich people gather in one place at the same time—
This was clearly unusual.
Importantly, among these luxury cars, there were numerous world-renowned supercars.
Like the red supercar parked ten meters away. The Ferrari Enzo, with a 6-liter V12 super engine, with a top speed over 600 mph. Its speed is astounding worldwide.
Then there’s the blue and red Ford GT40, which hits a top speed of 275 km/h. Priced at over 15 million USD, it’s extremely rare, with very few units available worldwide.
There were many supercars of similar class.
Anyone unfamiliar might mistake the place for a supercar race site.
"Brother, what kind of friend do you have to be invited here?" The taxi driver named Old Huang, quite a chatterbox, had a conversation with Qin Hao in the car.
Qin Hao had told him he was visiting a friend, so Old Huang assumed Qin Hao was also from a prestigious background.
"Haha, just a fool. Thanks, Brother."
Qin Hao counted the cash and headed toward the hotel entrance after getting out.
"Damn it, been driving for half my life and haven’t picked up a rich second generation before, today’s a real surprise!" The driver held the steering wheel, glanced at the luxury cars, muttering, yet reluctant to drive away.
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As Qin Hao arrived at the hotel entrance and was about to go in, a baggage handler approached: "Why are you so late? Which foreman are you under?"
His tone was reprimanding, evidently displeased.
Qin Hao felt confused. Do I really look like a waiter?
Looking closely, well, maybe a bit.
Since he dressed so casually going out, he unexpectedly got mistaken again.
"What’re you daydreaming for? Want to earn money or not?" The handler’s expression turned more impatient, "The current management really lacks ambition, knew there’d be many VIPs today and yet they drag in a rookie!"
Qin Hao forced a laugh, having to ask, "What’s the foreman’s surname?"
"Surname is Xiao," the baggage handler replied haughtily, "Listen up, just do well today, raking few thousand is no problem."
"That much?" Qin Hao was genuinely surprised. A few thousand, that’s more than even a white-collar makes, isn’t it?
"That’s excluding tips, today’s guests are all wealthy foreigners, they casually tip hundreds of USD, enough for you to make a fortune!" Foreman Xiao said, looking even more prideful, "Otherwise why push for emergency staffing, your kind of fool wouldn’t be needed otherwise! This kind of good gig isn’t everyday, you better work well, if unsatisfied, I won’t pay you!"
Qin Hao didn’t know what to say anymore. Thought to himself, I just came to save Ah Mao, how did I suddenly turn into a waiter?
So, should I do it or not?
As he hesitated, a pair—a man and a woman—approached from the entrance.
The man was quite handsome, wearing a suit, with pale skin, a typical pretty boy.
The woman was in a short skirt, stockings, heavily made-up, a typical "plastic beauty."
This pair came over, and Foreman Xiao immediately went up with a friendly smile, "Miss Zhang, how come you have time to play today?"
Miss Zhang smiled charmingly, "Just here to relax a bit."
"Oh, this young gentleman is quite handsome today!" Foreman Xiao looked over the pretty boy, laughing.
"Yes, I picked him up at the film academy entrance, only costs 30,000 a month!" Miss Zhang raised an eyebrow, the pretty boy beside her immediately opened her purse and took out a few hundred-yuan bills.
Foreman Xiao accepted them, showing a pleased smile, "Thank you for the tip, Miss Zhang."
"We’re old acquaintances, no need to be formal." Miss Zhang playfully pinched Foreman Xiao’s cheek, "Why are there so many luxury cars parked here today?"
"It’s the group of foreigners throwing a party," Foreman Xiao lowered his voice, "You know, they’ve been having fun at the hotel for days, today for some reason, brought lots of people."
"Oh, foreign pretty boys? I should check out their banquet hall," Miss Zhang’s eyes lit up instantly.
"Miss Zhang, sorry, but I’m powerless on that matter," Foreman Xiao said, slightly embarrassed.
"Oh well! Those folks are rich, I probably can’t blend in," Miss Zhang said with some reluctance.
Seeing this, Foreman Xiao yelled at Qin Hao, "Take Miss Zhang upstairs, room 108."
Qin Hao wasn’t familiar with the hotel, nor did he intend to lead the way.
Just about to refuse, Miss Zhang, upon seeing his face, her eyes gleamed, "What a handsome pretty boy!"
Qin Hao was slightly stunned, did I just become a pretty boy again?
Miss Zhang quickly walked over, looking over Qin Hao’s face, then at his figure, growing more satisfied, her eyes beaming even brighter, "Little brother, you don’t earn much here monthly, right? Come with me, I’ll pay you fifty thousand a month."
These words made the pretty boy behind her come up, whining, "Miss Zhang, you’re so biased, I only get thirty thousand a month."
Miss Zhang chuckled, "Xiao Qiangqiang, you’re handsome, but a bit feminine, this young man’s aura is much more striking, deserving a higher price."