Pan Ge dragged his tired body and just walked to the stairs of the living room when a person suddenly sat up on the sofa.

"Nanny, what are you doing here?"

"Mom! You scared me!"

Pan Ge patted his chest, and his limp body suddenly gained strength.

She faced her mother's gaze, and in a flash of thought, she finally chose to tell Han Lie's lie.

"Han Lie was beaten in the dormitory, and I accompanied him to the hospital..."

"What?!"

Zhao Anni jumped up and walked quickly to her daughter.

The first thing I smelled was not the smell of disinfectant, but an unfamiliar scent of shower gel.

She remained calm and observed her daughter carefully.

"Is the injury serious? How could you be beaten in the dormitory? Oh, it's really outrageous..."

"Not too heavy."

Pan Ge suddenly remembered that he didn't ask Han Lie what was going on, he just looked at... ahem!

Feeling weak, he lowered his eyelids.

"There are only some bruises on my neck from being strangled, and the rest are just bruises, nothing serious.

Later, I stayed with him in the hotel for a while and saw that he had no major problems and was very sleepy, so I came back."

"Oh, that's okay..."

Zhao Anni nodded and half believed it.

"Hurry up and go upstairs to sleep. If you have time during the day, go visit Xiao Han, or call him home. I'll ask Dad to ask about the situation."

"Well, then I'll go upstairs."

Zhao Anni stared at her daughter's steps upstairs carefully, and after a long time, she took a deep breath.

It's quite normal, no big problem.

Although she hoped that her daughter would find a serious partner as soon as possible, she did not want to see her silly daughter be deceived by Xiao Han so quickly.

It’s not that I have any objections to Xiao Han, or that he has traditional and old-fashioned ideas.

But she deeply understands that things that are too easy to obtain are destined to be worthless.

After thinking again and again, she called the driver, Old Liu, up.

"From today on, you don't have to follow Lao Pan anymore. Every morning you go to take Miss to class and pick her up at the school gate in the evening. You will follow her wherever she goes."

Lao Liu felt awe-struck and respectfully said yes.

…

Han Lie returned to the Sheraton, fell on the bed and began to sleep.

Pan Ge is really not a good person, but he has been tortured miserably.

Tiredness was secondary, but mainly the excitement of wanting to eat but not daring to eat, which almost made Han Lie sick.

Just like playing golf, on a par-5 hole, an expert can reach the green in two strokes, and it's basically over in four strokes.

Han Lie was on the good side. He hit dozens of shots and kept wandering around the green.

Up, you can't go up; down, you can't come down.

Why can't a good person suffer from bipolar disorder?

If my father-in-law hadn't been so intimidating, Brother Lie, I wouldn't have suffered this injustice...

When I wake up from sleep, the sun rises three times.

Today is Sunday, Yu Yun sends greetings as usual, Xi Luting continues to pretend to be dead, Pan Ge is probably not awake yet, and Chen Yanfei still has not responded to Han Lie's dinner invitation.

Everything is stuck in a strange place...

Han Lie tidied himself up neatly, went downstairs and went straight to Baohua Marriott.

The lobby manager was not the one who had met Han Lie before, but when Lie Ge directly expressed his desire to rent the presidential suite for a long time, she smiled more affectionately than the previous one.

When we got upstairs, it was Han Lie who was still being received by Nata.

"Master Han, it seems that you are very satisfied with our service."

Nata made a little joke, and then asked Han Lie in great detail to replace Evian with Nongfu Spring 50 - last time Han Lie drank two bottles of 50 and half a bottle of Evian.

"Of course I'm satisfied."

Han Lie said with a smile: "That's why I can't bear to see an excellent housekeeper like you doing nothing all day long..."

Nata's movements paused slightly, and she smiled without leaving any trace.

"Young Master Han, you are kidding me. I am very satisfied with my current job."

Where did she want to go?

Han Lie found it quite interesting, but did not test her again.

After a while, the general manager of the hotel came. Upon meeting him, he warmly extended his hands to Han Lie.

"Mr. Han, I am Yang Yihua, the vice president of Baohua Plaza, and also the general manager of Baohua Marriott Hotel. Thank you very much for your support and love for Baohua Marriott!"

Han Lie raised his hand and looked at the watch - the watch given by his father-in-law is not very valuable, but it is really handsome.

"My time is limited, so let's make a long story short. I want to rent the presidential suite in your hotel for a long time. Can you give me a price?"

Han Lie deliberately acted a little arrogant.

There's nothing I can do about it, I'm too young, don't be arrogant, I'll be looked down upon easily.

Nata and her team members had already exited the room. Yang Yihua squinted his eyes and smiled enthusiastically. His small eyes, covered by his glasses, kept examining Han Lie.

"Mr. Han, I don't know how long you plan to rent for? Different lengths of time will naturally lead to different quotations. The monthly rent is actually adding some benefits on the basis of 20% off..."

"I will go to college for three and a half years here. Excluding my senior year, it will be two and a half to three years!"

Damn it!

Yang Yihua almost lost his expression and subconsciously adjusted his glasses frames.

"Mr. Han, are you prepared to pay the entire house payment at once?"

Han Lie became impatient: "The maximum payment is multiple years. Do you think I'm stupid? I'll pay you 20 to 30 million in one lump sum?!"

"You can also pay annually, no problem."

Yang Yihua had a rather self-indulgent attitude and was still respectful to Han Lie.

This has always been the case in the service industry. If you use money to attract them, you will be the father.

"If that's the case, I can make the decision and give you a 40% discount..."

"Stop it!"

Han Lie cut off the other party's deception very roughly, looking as if his youthful vigor had been greatly insulted.

"Do you think I'm a fool?

Before I came here, I had already inquired with my elders. The annual occupancy rate of your Baohua Marriott presidential suite is less than 30%. Now that I want to rent it annually, you will give me this discount?

Do you know how much the Sheraton opposite gives me per year?!"

Being glared at by Han Lie angrily, Yang Yihua began to sweat on his forehead.

"You misunderstood. How could the occupancy rate of our Bauer Marriott Presidential Suite be only 30%? In fact, last year we sold a total of 175 nights..."

Han Lie sneered: "So any gold card member can upgrade to a presidential suite?"

"Forehead……"

Yang Yihua was choked and thought: Who revealed it?

Lao Pan owns a five-star hotel and is even a director of the Shanghai Tourism Industry Association, so he is very familiar with these things.

Han Lie continued to press: "If you remove the water, everyone knows what's going on. You are just Marriott, not JW Marriott, and not Ritz-Carlton!"

In fact, in order to maintain the brand style, the presidential suites in these entry-level five-star hotels are priced on the high side, especially not cost-effective.

It's fine in small and medium-sized cities. Those places don't have five-star luxury suites, so they are top-notch suites and don't have to be sold.

But in a giant financial center like Shanghai...

The top tycoons have gone to live in luxurious accommodation, while the pragmatic people have stayed in executive suites. Only the entry-level presidential suites are stuck in the middle, which is a constant problem every year.

For example, when the Ritz-Carlton on the Bund first opened, you had to make a reservation half a month in advance if you wanted to book a Carlton suite.

However, as long as you don't go to the Bund and Pudong and downgrade your hotel, you can find suites at Xiangji, Marriott, or Sheraton at any time.

This is 2013, and many luxury hotels have not yet opened, so the B&W Marriott is still okay.

By 2020, in an old hotel like the Bowery Marriott, the price of a presidential suite would be over 20,000 at most.
To be continued...