The starting system is awesome. Sorry, I am invincible.

Rongfu banquet concierge.

A quick call came from the intercom on the table.

"Attention concierge! Attention concierge! Mr. Qin is here! Mr. Qin is here!"

Hearing the words "Mr. Qin", everyone was shocked.

This is the top VIP at the Rongfu Banquet!

The hotel manager of Rongfu Banquet immediately directed the on-site staff, and two concierge ladies with excellent looks and a man in a suit wearing white gloves ran out to greet him.

The three of them trotted to the door of the Rolls-Royce Cullinan and skillfully helped open the door.

After the concierge girl opened the car door, she reached out and carefully helped Dai Jiajia and Wang Yun down.

Both of them were stunned and stunned.

This was not the first time for the two of them to come to the Rong Mansion Banquet, but they had never encountered such treatment.

The Rongfu Banquet is well-known throughout Kyoto for its high standards and never engages in such frivolous things.

After the man in a suit opened the car door for Qin Chuan, he respectfully shouted, "Mr. Qin, welcome."

Qin Chuan nodded slightly and got out of the car without turning off the engine.

The man in the suit took out a white cotton seat cover and put it on the driver's seat of the Rolls-Royce Cullinan.

After putting them on, he first sat on the driver's seat and then put two plastic shoe covers on his leather shoes.

Immediately afterwards, he put the Rolls-Royce Cullinan into gear and drove the car to the parking space.

At this time, a woman in professional attire walked out of the Rongfu banquet and walked towards Qin Chuan with a smile.

"Mr. Qin, welcome to Rongfu Banquet again in the new year."

Behind Qin Chuan, Wang Yun recognized the identity of the woman who spoke. She was Xue Jianing, the hotel manager of Rongfu Yan Hotel.

"Well, I'm having dinner with my friends today. Is there a private room?" Qin Chuan deliberately looked in the direction of Hua Xiong and asked knowingly.

Xue Jianing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Mr. Qin is here for dinner. There must be a private room. Mr. Qin, please..."

Hua Xiong on the side was completely stunned.

What's wrong with this?

No, is this still the Rongfu Banquet? Isn't this the top hotel of the Cao family, one of the four wealthy families in Kyoto?

Why are you suddenly out of character and out of style? Did you agree to make a reservation one month in advance?

"Is your family going to go bankrupt?"

The concierge lady frowned slightly and said, "Mr. Hua, what do you mean?"

"Is it so casual to come to eat with you? No need to make a reservation, just come and eat in a private room?"

"Mr. Hua, our private rooms for this month have long been sold out. How can we just come and eat as we please? You also reserved the private rooms in advance, so we have room for you."

Hua Xiong didn't expect that this girl was telling lies. He pointed at Qin Chuan and said, "Where's him!! Where's him!! He just comes and eats as he pleases. Didn't you just say that there is no one named Qin who can reserve a table? Also, you guys Don’t you know who I am? He has a parking service and I don’t?”

The concierge lady was speechless.

What are their conditions and what are yours? Can they be compared?

Under Hua Xiong's questioning, the concierge lady could only speak.

"Mr. Hua, Mr. Qin is not an ordinary customer. Our boss has explained that Mr. Qin does not need to make a reservation when he comes to eat. He must have a private room for him whenever he comes. After the Chinese New Year this year, the boss also plans to build a private room for him. Serve Mr. Qin and his friends," the concierge lady said lightly.

"What? Are the old Cao family fucking crazy?" Hua Xiong said in disbelief.

That is the Lao Cao family of the four wealthy families in Kyoto, an old-school show-off family that talks about style and tonality all day long.

"Why? I am the son of one of the four wealthy families in Kyoto. I don't have this kind of treatment. How can he? Is that kid the illegitimate son of the old Cao family?"

The concierge girl automatically ignored Hua Xiong's complaints about her boss.

She did not explain why the Rongfu Banquet gave Qin Chuan such special treatment.

After all, this level of customer information needs to be protected.

The concierge didn't say anything, but Hua Xiong had to ask.

He had eaten once today and was deflated. Now he would eat again. How could he stand it?

The foundation of a wealthy family is face! It's not that I'm exhausted...

Hua Xiong stepped forward and grabbed the hotel manager Xue Jianing and asked, "What's going on with your Rongfu banquet? No need to make a reservation to eat? Did you take his money and open the back door for him? If you do such a thing, Lao Cao's family will know have no idea!"

Xue Jianing looked at Hua Xiong with a smile on her face, "Second Young Master Hua, what are you talking about? Our Rongfu Banquet is the top hotel in Kyoto, how can we do such a low-level thing like buying and selling positions."

"Then what happened to him? I asked the concierge girl when I came here. Today there is no reservation for anyone named Qin, Dai or even Wang."

"Second Young Master Hua, Mr. Qin is our top customer at the Rongfu Banquet. He doesn't need to make a reservation to come to dinner."

"How is that possible! The reservation system is a rule set by your boss, the Cao family. How can it be abandoned at your own discretion? I am one of the four wealthy families in Kyoto, and my boss, Cao, doesn't even give me face. He is a small boss from a small place. , can you have such a big reputation to make the old Cao family make an exception? "

Xue Jianing smiled awkwardly. She knew that the second son of the Hua family was a troubled master, but she didn't expect that he would be so troublesome...

Saying that Mr. Qin is always the little boss... is laughable.

Xue Jianing looked at the backs of Qin Chuan and the others, and then whispered to Hua Xiong, "Second Young Master Hua, if you want such treatment, you can also pay up."

"Charge the card? You're damned if you didn't tell me earlier." With that said, Hua Xiong took out his platinum card and threw it into the hands of hotel manager Xue Jianing.

"Here, take it and charge it with one million!"

Xue Jianing looked at the ordinary platinum card in her hand and tried her best to suppress her disdainful smile.

She pushed the platinum card to Hua Xiong, "Second Young Master Hua, I'm afraid one million..."

Hua Xiong was stunned, "Fuck, one million, not one hundred! Isn't one million enough to recharge the card and eat?"

Xue Jianing smiled, did not respond, and continued walking forward.

Hua Xiong grabbed her again and said, "You have to give me an explanation!"

"What explanation does Second Young Master Hua want?"

"A meal card worth one million won't suffice. Do I need to recharge it with ten million to get special treatment?"

Xue Jianing shook her head.

Hua Xiong saw Xue Jianing's arrogant attitude and refused to give him face.

Hua Xiong suddenly became angry and spat, "How much did that kid charge! Damn it, I have to fight him today, I will charge as much as he charged!"

Hua Xiong threw the bank card back into Xue Jianing's hand and thought to himself.

'I'm going to risk everything today! The other party charges 500 million, I will give you 500 million! The Hua family’s face is the most important! '

Xue Jianing smiled slightly and said, "Second Young Master Hua, are you sure?"

"Sure!" Hua Xiong affirmed, holding his neck.

Xue Jianing led Hua Xiong to the front desk. She handed the card to the front desk and said, "Here, help Mr. Hua open a card and recharge 100 million."

Hua Xiong's originally arrogant expression suddenly froze...

He thought he had heard wrongly.

Hua Xiong stretched out his little finger and picked at his ears.

"What? Say it again?"

"Second Young Master Hua, I'm helping you open your card."

"No, how much do you want to recharge?"

"One hundred million."

"One hundred million Japanese national currency is still a stick national currency."

"Hua Guo Coin."

"Are you crazy? One hundred million to recharge your meal card. What I want is face, not for you to treat me as a traitor!"