Guilongchao: I played the domineering CEO to the bone.

Each of them had their own thoughts, both dreaming and looking forward to the wonderful night ahead.

Perhaps this is what they mean by "I know you have ulterior motives, but I'm not holding back at all"?

Soon, Min Moyou and Tong arrived at the end of this corridor, where the 'Dragon King Suite', number 909, was located.

Although it's a hotel, the room doors are very large, and they are double doors.

The gate is meticulously carved from century-old rosewood and covered with dragon and phoenix totems inlaid with 24K gold leaf. Every time it is opened, it seems to awaken an ancient and glorious history.

Tsk tsk.

Min Moyou was completely taken aback when he saw the door to the room—who told him he wasn't a real CEO and had never seen anything like it before—so this is what life is like for the rich?

However, Min Moyou suppressed this slight surprise and did not show it.

Meanwhile, Tong, who was behind him, had somehow gotten past him and pressed herself against the door, touching and groping it—was this gold real?

Can we pry it off and sell it for money?

That's what Tong thought, and that's what she did.

But—okay, the workmanship is actually quite good, it can't be pried off...

Min Moyou placed the room card near the designated spot, and then heard a delicate, anthropomorphic voice come from the heavy door:

Welcome home! Your distinguished guest~

The volume was just right—not too loud to make you feel embarrassed, but loud enough for the guests at the door to hear clearly, as if a real person were welcoming them.

Then, the door opened by itself.

The door hinges are made of pure silver and make a soft, pleasant sound as they turn, seemingly heralding the start of an extraordinary experience.

Stepping into this ultra-luxurious Chinese-style hotel suite, Minmo Youhe Tong was instantly enveloped by a rich oriental charm. Every inch of the space exuded unparalleled nobility and elegance. The suite spans over 500 square meters, and its design and decoration are a perfect fusion of top-notch craftsmanship and rare materials.

"Wow........."

At this moment, Tong disregarded all notions of hierarchy, salary, and commission, and rushed into the room with eyes gleaming, eager to explore the entire suite as quickly as possible.

The first thing that catches the eye is a spacious area. A giant chandelier made of thousands of high-purity, clear crystals hangs from the ceiling. Each crystal has been carefully selected to refract a dazzling but not glaring light, like a cascading galaxy illuminating the entire suite.

"Wow........"

Tong even jumped up, wanting to try and pick two crystals to take home as souvenirs...

In short, if a country girl like me, who is so ignorant, accidentally breaks any furniture, Minmo Youhui will surely compensate me in full, right?

He will, won't he?

Kowloon House must be asking him for money, right?

But she failed.

Unfortunately, the ceiling of this 'Dragon King Suite' is 6.66 meters below the ground...

So Hitomi tried to change her target—surely there was something she could take with her?

Tong reluctantly shifted her gaze from the crystal chandelier and looked down to see a large bed in the very center, measuring 4m x 6m, more than enough to accommodate the needs of various group activities.

I mean, if you have trouble sleeping at night, doing some exercise to tire your body out might help you fall asleep more easily.

If it just so happens that several people share this "Dragon King Suite" and happen to sleep in the same bed, and they all happen to be unable to sleep, then they can exercise or something on the big bed.

Nobody's thinking anything inappropriate, right?

I mean, for example, a family with a child, where the couple can play with the child on the bed, jumping and playing around.

The bed frame is made of top-grade mahogany and hand-carved by well-known craftsmen in Kowloon. Every detail is lifelike. The headboard and footboard are inlaid with Hetian jade and jadeite respectively. The large pieces are carved with a natural wildness. Although they are not completely solid colors and have some patterns, they are very complete and without cracks.

Tong's eyes were glued to the jade and emerald she was trying to pry off, even under Min Moyou's helpless gaze.

But she would soon find out that the craftsmen hired by Kowloon Residence were extremely skilled.

The mattresses are made of the finest memory foam material in the entire Kowloon district, while the bedding is mostly made of silk, hand-woven brocade, with a delicate touch, exquisite patterns, and a luxurious feel.

They wouldn't even consider taking these pieces of cloth—a few pieces of cotton cloth, how much could they be worth? They wouldn't bother taking them even if they were easy to take away.

Next to the bed was a single sofa made of latex and graphene, tilted at a 45° angle. Min Moyou lay on the sofa, her whole body sinking into the soft embrace of the sofa, quietly watching Tong make a fuss.

The money-grubbing, naive girl's innocent and naive demeanor is also very cute and pleasing to the eye.

Although on the surface he appeared helpless and disdainful.

Tong had arrived at the reception area next to the master bedroom, where a set of furniture made of rosewood stood quietly. Its texture was natural and smooth, and its color was warm and jade-like. Each piece was a collectible work of art.

On the coffee table is a set of ancient official kiln porcelain, with a warm and jade-like glaze and smooth lines, each piece exuding a simple yet elegant atmosphere.

Next to it is a custom-made automatic tea maker, which is equipped with famous teas from all over the world and teaware made by ceramic masters, making tea drinking a supreme enjoyment.

These are all easy to take, but Tong thinks she'll probably be staying here for a few days, so she can't rush to move out.

And where can you move to?

Is it Longchao Pavilion?

They might forcibly seize these treasures from Master Du and Boss Shen, then use various pretexts and excuses to plunder them, bringing them under the ownership of Dragon Tide Pavilion. In the end, these treasures would only be able to leave Tong with resentment...

Alas--!

Tong shuddered in fright, realizing that these imaginings were absolutely possible and truly terrifying!

Tong walked further to the side to the bathroom area, where the floor and walls were covered with top-quality marble with unique textures and warm colors.

The central jacuzzi was carved from white jade and inlaid with tiny gold trim. It was equipped with a high-end fragrance system imported from other parts of the city, which instantly relaxed Tong, who had been working hard all day. She couldn't help but take off her shoes and socks and lie down in the jacuzzi.

very good!

I have a place to sleep tonight!

The shower room features an all-glass design and is equipped with a multi-functional shower system, as well as high-end skincare brand toiletries. Every bottle of toiletries is brand new and unopened, and they are all high-end brands that Tong would never normally buy.

Waaaaaah... I regret it! Why didn't I bring a change of clothes...?

I really want to experience the bathroom here!!!

No problem, when Minmoyou checks out, we'll take these toiletries with us—we'll just say we've used them up, do a good deed, and help the hotel cleaning staff at Kowloon Residence throw out their trash.

I threw it into my own "secret stash"!

In other words, Hitomi's backpack contained all her valuables—a very ordinary steel rifle with a detachable and assembled muzzle and barrel, a few changes of clothes, basic skincare products, toiletries she'd used for the past six months, and so on...

I always carry my phone with me.

Poor Longchao Pavilion, only Boss Shen's room has a bathroom, and it's mysteriously locked up so no one can use it or go in. Tong can only take a bath in the public bathhouse outside.

Because it's too much trouble, work is too busy, or to save money, people might only wash their hair every few days, or wait until it's so oily they absolutely have to wash it before taking a shower...

Sigh, how could I have imagined when I was a child that once I entered the workforce, sometimes even taking a shower every day would be a luxury?

After lingering in the bathroom for a while, Tong finally dragged herself out—she had a very direct feeling that once she left the bathroom, she felt even more tired.

This suite is huge... there's no way you can see it all in a short time...

Is this really a hotel...?

Despite stumbling and swaying, her body so exhausted she could barely stand, Tong's inner curiosity still drove her to the next area.

It was a private study, with bookshelves made of rosewood, filled with rare ancient books and modern artworks. The desk was a large, modern-style huanghuali table, paired with custom-made writing implements...

Further on, there's a gym, a small cinema, and so on. Tong was tired and didn't want to watch anymore. Anyway, it was all so glittering and magnificent, she knew it without even looking.

Throughout the entire experience, Tong had only one feeling—this Dragon King Suite was truly the epitome of extravagance—it was practically a flowing work of art, perfectly blending the essence of Chinese cultural trends with modern luxury.

How wonderful it would be to live here forever!

Thinking about it carefully, even if the final payment for this order comes through, it will only be enough for Tong to stay for a month at most.

Wow, earning 720,000 a month, and then spending it all on another month of hotel stays...

When did I become so indifferent to money?

The life of the rich is something to just dream about.

Eh--

Tong immediately came up with another plan!

If I take Min Moyou around Zhongpu District for a month, and he stays in this 'Dragon King Suite' for a month, wouldn't we be able to freeload here for a month?

That's like making 720,000 for free!

Your salary will double!

Immediately afterwards, the unbearable living conditions of Longchao Pavilion flashed through Tong's mind.

Tong became even more determined to stay here tonight and get paid for nothing—she was even willing to sleep on the floor! And the floor even had a carpet!

It's a thick layer, and it feels like stepping on cotton, so soft!

Lying down and falling asleep is definitely not bad!

Isn't this a hundred times better than that old sponge sofa from Longchao Pavilion?!

But that's what I think. The crucial question is whether Min Moyou will actually agree to let her stay.

Moreover, he must agree willingly and not ask her for rent for the night!

This is very important!

Even in Tong's eyes, she was a high-quality, beautiful young woman, the kind who was both cool and rebellious. She was willing to spend time alone in a room with Min Moyou, a grown man. He must have gotten a great deal!

There's definitely no reason not to agree, right?

But the thoughts of a young master from a prestigious family cannot be fathomed by ordinary thinking. What if he is?

So, we have to lie... oh no, we have to persuade them properly.

Tong squinted and pondered, then walked back to the main bedroom where she had started. Her eyes gleamed with a sharp light, as if she were going to battle. She regained her energy and temporarily suppressed her fatigue.

The ability to regulate one's mental state is a fundamental quality of a top agent.

It's not a passive skill developed from being ravaged a hundred times over by this damn society!

Tong walked back to the bed dejectedly, plopped down on it, and didn't consider the possibility that the dust on her clothes from a long day might dirty the bed.

Holy crap! This bed is so soft!

Tong felt her buttocks sinking in, as if she were being swallowed by the mattress—she couldn't even imagine how comfortable this bed must be!

He almost couldn't even maintain his composed demeanor.

"well..........."

Tong looked at Min Moyou and suddenly sighed, her eyes filled with struggle and pity.

Min Moyou, sitting on the luxurious armchair, turned his head and lazily glanced at her.

What kind of mischief is this now?

Seeing that Min Moyou didn't react, Tong's eyes showed a hint of anger at his lack of ambition—wasn't he curious? Why didn't he ask me what was wrong?

So Tong deliberately raised her voice and sighed heavily:

"well........!"

Oh~

Min Moyou suddenly understood: This is about to begin?

He was immediately filled with anticipation, wanting to see what excuse Hitomi would use to stay in the 'Dragon King Suite,' but his eyes remained calm as he watched Hitomi's performance with indifference.

No?

Just because you're looking at me doesn't mean I have to say anything.

Wouldn't I lose face?

Why don't you ask?

Shouldn't a normal conversation involve you asking a question, me not answering, and then you getting more and more curious, pressing me repeatedly before I reluctantly tell you?

Otherwise, how can I keep up the act?

Hitomi was on the verge of breaking down, but she decided to try one more time—if it didn't work, she would have to swallow her pride, which meant relinquishing the initiative.

So she sighed even louder:

"well...!!!!"

Her eyes, when she looked at Min Moyou, were full of anticipation, like, "Come ask me! Come ask me anything!"

Min Moyou suppressed a laugh, her lips twitched slightly, and finally decided to play along—mainly to see what tricks she had up her sleeve.

"What's wrong? Is there something bad about this room?"

Min Moyou spoke calmly, revealing no hint of curiosity in Tong's voice.

Ugh... What a difficult man.

Tong mentally scoffed, then feigned reluctance, hesitated, and finally frowned, shook her head, and said in a mournful voice:

"Ugh...!!!! It's unspeakable, unspeakable~"

"Then don't say anything more."

"Hey! Ask me a couple more questions—"

Tong's urgent voice stopped abruptly, meeting Min Moyou's gaze, which seemed to have seen through everything long ago.

"Okay, okay~ I'll tell you, I'll tell you~"

"Actually, it's not a problem with the room. Although I, as a top agent, have seen many excellent hotels, this 'Dragon King Suite' is one of the better ones I've seen in the past ten years of traveling around."

"Oh? Then tell me, what kind of hotel is better than the 'Dragon King Suite' at Kowloon Residence? I'm very curious."

Minmoyou always manages to find a way to address a problem where the weaving seems to have stalled.

"Uh... this... this... this isn't the point! It's not the most important thing! I'll tell you about it another time! Listen to me first..."

Tong: LOL, it's so hard to pretend to be a big shot... I've never seen anything more luxurious than this... And you think I'm going to tell you anything? I'll tell you nothing!

"Yeah, you'd better be prepared for what I'm about to say, it's going to be pretty scary."

Tong tried to build up the atmosphere with words, and with her very disappointing look at Min Moyou, it was as if Min Moyou had committed some terrible crime.

Most people would probably actually believe it.

But Min Moyou simply nodded slightly, signaling with her eyes for her to continue.

Hmm... Not so easy to fool... Is this really the young master of a powerful family?

His ability to keep his emotions completely hidden is truly masterful... It's impossible to tell what he's thinking, whether he believes me or not.

"My goodness! You're in deep trouble!"

Who cares? That's how fortune tellers are, let's scare them first!

But Min Moyou still didn't react, so Tong had no choice but to continue talking to herself.

"As the eldest son of a prominent family, you must know that there are many dangers in this world that ordinary people cannot see, right?"