Corporate slave? Pshaw, I'm the richest woman now!

"It is said that the head chef of that private restaurant is a descendant of imperial chefs."

Tang Tang nodded knowingly. After all, he was an imperial chef. He made a living with his skills, so it was understandable that he had a bit of a temper.

Everything else is pretty much the same; both City B and City A are international metropolises.

City A has a rich history and is the capital, while City B has a developed economy and is full of capital, making it seem younger than City A.

"Isn't Ms. Tang a local? You can ask the hotel to provide you with a guide when you arrive at the hotel."

Tang Tang's heart skipped a beat, but her expression remained unchanged. Her voice was steady, tinged with a hint of emotion, "Yes, I immigrated abroad with my family when I was young, and I just returned to China a few days ago."

As she spoke, she seemed to remember something and smiled somewhat embarrassedly, "The country has changed so much in the decades I haven't seen it. I wanted to go back to my old house to take a look, but I almost thought I had gone to the wrong place."

[Wuhu, host, you're lying and your heart didn't even skip a beat!]

Tang Tang smiled politely. Whose fault is this?

The driver understood. "I see. Welcome back to China, Ms. Tang. Things have changed a lot in China now. I hope you have a pleasant life here."

The driver stopped the car and helped Tang Tang out. "Goodbye, Miss Tang."

Tang Tang nodded without saying a word, but as she walked into the hotel, she mentally instructed the system, "Tongtong, go to the ride-hailing app and tip him two thousand yuan."

The driver was very tactful and spoke with consideration and propriety, leaving Tang Tang with a very good impression.

You can give her a tip, but not too much, or she'll seem like a sucker.

【Okay.】

"Hello, welcome to the Holland Hotel."

Tang Tang walked in, and the receptionist came to greet her. Huang Yuan looked at the girl walking towards her and couldn't help but show her amazement.

So beautiful!

The girl was tall and slender, with delicate features and a cunning and lively temperament.

What's most eye-catching is probably that pair of incredibly long legs, straight and slender, with skin so white it almost reflects light!

Huang Yuan gasped inwardly; even she, a woman, was captivated by the sight.

She walked briskly to the young woman, her posture elegant and humble, her voice gentle, "Hello, miss, welcome to the Holland Hotel. I am Huang Yuan, the manager on duty today."

Tang Tang smiled and nodded to Huang Yuan, "Hello, Manager Huang, I need to book a presidential suite on the top floor."

Tang Tang paused for a moment. Since she was going to stay here for a long time anyway, she might as well stay in a hotel, which would make it easier to look for a house at her own pace. "Let's book for a month first."

Top floor! Presidential suite! One month!

Huang Yuan was surprised for a moment, but quickly recovered. There are many wealthy people in this world, and in City B alone, there are many with assets worth hundreds of millions, and many people directly book apartments long-term.

What surprised her was that this beautiful stranger was not any of the wealthy young ladies from City B that she knew.

Whose daughter is this?

She temporarily suppressed her doubts and continued to serve Tang Tang with a smile, "Miss, do you have a hotel membership card? If not, it may take some extra time for you to apply for one."

Tang Tang paused, mentally banging on the system, "Damn, do I even have an identity? I'll be sent to Uncle Hat as an unregistered person in a bit."

She's currently portraying herself as someone who just returned to China, but if she pulls out a Chinese ID card and checks the information, her true identity will be exposed.

This really is a bug. Tang Tang is now regretting not having completed her identity information with the system beforehand. She should have at least coordinated some important documents with the system first.

Instead of wasting your own time, blame others.

So she promptly shifted the blame, saying, "Tongtong, what's wrong with you? How could you forget something so important?"

system:?

[The host can hand the black card to the staff.]

"Okay, just a moment, but I don't have my ID card with me," Tang Tang said with an apologetic smile, opening her bag and handing over the black card.

"Don't you have your ID card? You can scan it..." Huang Yuan hadn't finished speaking when she saw the black card in Tang Tang's hand.

This is... a Centurion's Black Card!?

It's no exaggeration to say that in her six or seven years in the industry, this was the first time Huang Yuan had ever seen a real Centurion Black Card. And this black card, representing the world's top wealth and power, was now in the hands of a young woman who looked to be no more than twenty years old.

The card was black and gold, with the iconic portrait design. Huang Yuan swallowed hard, took Tang Tang's card, gestured for the receptionist to move aside, and personally checked Tang Tang in.

After checking, Huang Yuan frowned for a moment, then said apologetically to Tang Tang, "I'm sorry, Miss Tang, room 001 on the top floor is currently occupied. Would room 002 be available?"

Tang Tang knew that working people worked hard, and this wasn't a big deal. She wasn't always striving to be number one, so she simply nodded to Huang Yuan and said casually, "It's nothing."

"Okay, Ms. Tang, the penthouse presidential suite costs 50,000 per day, which is 1.5 million per month. Your black card gives you a VIP discount at this hotel, so your total balance is 1.3 million."

Tang Tang nodded nonchalantly, indicating that Huang Yuan could deduct the amount directly.

"Ms. Tang, here is your card." Huang Yuan handed the card back to Tang Tang with both hands and explained, "Ms. Tang, the hotel will assign you a personal concierge later. We will do our best to meet any of your needs. We wish you a pleasant stay."

"Thank you." Tang Tang nodded and put the card back in her bag.

“Ms. Tang, you can take the hotel’s VIP elevator upstairs,” Huang Yuan originally wanted to show Tang Tang the way, but Tang Tang refused. “I can go up by myself. I’m hungry, please bring dinner to my room.”

"Okay, Ms. Tang, please take care. Your butler will be there with dinner shortly. It will be a pleasure to serve you."

It was just past five o'clock, dinnertime.

Huang Yuan led Tang Tang to the VIP elevator and then pressed the button for the top floor for Tang Tang.

After Tang Tang left, several receptionists whispered among themselves, some of them puzzled.

"Who was that pretty girl who just arrived?! Which rich girl is she that you've been keeping for a month?"

"Surname Tang? But I've never heard of a rich second-generation with the surname Tang."

"I don't care about any of that, I only care about how fair her skin is!! Didn't you guys notice that girl's skin is so fair, it's practically glowing, sob sob."

"Her legs are so long."

The girls who could work as receptionists at a five-star hotel were naturally good-looking, but when they looked at Tang Tang's back, her incredibly slender waist and long legs under her skirt made them extremely envious.

"I feel like even models have legs that long."

"Alright, alright, stop with the idle chatter," Huang Yuan frowned and interjected, "It's very impolite to talk about guests behind their backs, and Miss Tang isn't just any ordinary rich kid. Although she seems to have a good temper, don't take any chances."

As a service provider, especially one serving the wealthy, the first requirement is self-awareness, and the second is to keep one's mouth shut.

Huang Yuan thought to herself, she had never seen any rich second-generation with a Centurion Black Card, which was a card issued in limited quantities worldwide.

Either they have enormous personal wealth, or they have powerful family connections...

Huang Yuan steadied herself and immediately picked up the phone to make a record with her superiors to prevent any incompetent new employee from offending the customers.

When the elevator reached the 8th floor, it suddenly stopped, as if someone wanted to get on.

Huh? Wait a minute, wasn't I in the VIP elevator?

Why did it stop on the 8th floor?

Tang Tang didn't really care about these things, but she was a little curious.

Ding--

The elevator doors opened, and Tang Tang stepped back, only to see a tall figure walk in.

The elevator was spacious, but Tang Tang's keen nose detected a faint woody scent.

The strands are thin and subtle, not thick, but rather faint and indistinct.

Tang Tang looked up and met the person's gaze, and both of them were momentarily stunned.

The man opposite me had gentle and handsome features. His white shirt was neat yet casual, and he had broad shoulders, a slim waist, and an excellent physique.

His suit jacket, which he had taken off, was tucked into his bent elbow. The muscles on his arm seemed to be faintly visible, and his straight suit trousers hugged his incredibly long legs.

What a tall, elegant gentleman, as graceful as an orchid or jade tree.

Tang Tang didn't miss the fleeting look of amazement in the other person's eyes. She blinked and smiled, "Hello, which floor are you going to? I'll press the button for you."

People who can ride in VIP elevators are either rich or powerful. Even if you don't have any other connections, it's still good to make friends with them.

Moreover, just looking at this man's face is enough to make you eat several bowls of rice.

The man chuckled softly, his voice clear and pleasant, and shook his head. "Coincidentally, I'm also going to the top floor."

Wow, her voice is lovely too!

"What a coincidence, if nothing unexpected happens, I am your neighbor."

Tang Tang waved the room key at the man, "I saw that room 001 was occupied, so I chose room 002."

“That’s my fault,” the man shook his head gently, a good-natured smile playing on his lips. “But room 002 faces the Oriental Tower directly, so the view is more expansive.”

"Really?" Tang Tang chuckled, her big eyes curving into crescents. "If I'm drinking on the balcony tonight, will I see my dear neighbor?"

Upon hearing this, the man seemed to pause for a moment, as if he hadn't expected Tang Tang to be so direct. He then chuckled softly, his handsome brows relaxing, "I'm sorry, beautiful lady, I have to catch a flight soon."

That's a real shame, after all, this gentleman has an outstanding temperament, and every move he makes is full of charm.

It wouldn't be a loss to take a nap. Tang Tang sighed regretfully in her heart.

"However, perhaps we can get to know each other formally."

Looking at the outstretched hand, Tang Tang smiled sweetly and gently placed her hand on it.

"Tangtang, Tang in the Tang Dynasty, the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and Tang in crabapple blossom."

"Chi Ningbei, it's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Tang."

Chi Ningbei gently grasped Tang Tang's soft and delicate hand, leaving only a faint warmth after he withdrew his hand from his palm.

He withdrew his hand, and just then the elevator arrived. The two stepped out of the elevator and walked in the same direction.

"Miss Tang, are you new to City B?"

Chi Ningbei's voice was clear and gentle, and Tang Tang was in a good mood as she smelled the faint woody scent on him.

She doesn't actually resist intimate relationships, but Tang Tang is also aware of her own cold-heartedness.

She will always love herself the most.

Therefore, what suits her best might be the kind of relationship between adults where each person gets what they need.