The black and gold Italian style, with brand-characteristic furnishings everywhere, includes lights, beds, and most of the furniture, all custom-made and priceless.
The walls are embroidered with velvet, and a pure wool carpet stretches all the way to the floor-to-ceiling windows, brightly lit. Standing at the window, you can look down and see the prosperous scene of the Beijing Riverfront, with the Eastern Pearl Tower shimmering in the night sky.
This is the Bulgari Hotel in the Magic City, serving as a successful benchmark in the hotel industry. Although Bulgari only has two hotels in Huaxia (Beidou and Magic City), both are undoubtedly industry benchmarks.
In fact, there are many top hotels in the Magic City, and in most rankings, Bulgari only ranks among the top five or three. Others, such as the Yangyun Aman Hotel, Shi Mao Intercontinental Hotel, Bund Peninsula Hotel, and Peace Hotel, are renowned for their luxury.
Zhou Wang chose the Bulgari Hotel naturally because of the good connections he made in Beidou.
Considering his status as a super VIC at Bulgari and Bulgari Group’s current fawning attitude towards him, staying here clearly provides services far exceeding the price.
The most obvious point is that Zhou Wang settled effortlessly into the presidential suite of the Bulgari Hotel in the Magic City without the hassle of "booking in advance" upon landing.
Do not underestimate this invisible privilege.
The presidential suite is a special room type at the Bulgari Hotel in the Magic City, not available through regular channels. The best room ordinary people can book on their phones is the deluxe Bund view suite, costing about thirty to forty thousand a night. Yet even this room type is fully booked all year round, enough to prove the spending power of the "ordinary class" in the Magic City.
The 250,000-a-night presidential suite never lacks swarming guests, including marketing bloggers and large groups with hosting needs. According to the butler who received Zhou Wang during the day, even at a six-figure price, the suite can remain fully booked year-round, which is quite exaggerated.
Zhou Wang not only needs no prior booking, but the Bulgari Hotel will go to any length to accommodate him. What’s more infuriating is that he gets it for half price!
In the spacious and bright living room, Zhou Wang stands by the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a Coke on ice, pondering something silently, his expression deep.
In the side hall near the foyer, Wang Lijia is whispering with Xu Wenqian, occasionally glancing in Zhou Wang’s direction, unsure about what they are discussing.
"Dad, I really haven’t been fooling around outside, why don’t you believe me..."
Further back, Young Master Jian is standing in a corner of the living room with an ice pack on his face, talking on the phone. His voice is low, and it’s hard to hear what he’s saying, but judging by his helpless yet forced expression, it’s clear the father-son conversation is not going well.
On the other side, Zhao Bin, Huang Hui, and others are somewhat uneasy on the living room sofa.
Everything that happened tonight is beyond their understanding, whether it was the scene at the bar earlier or now in this lavishly decorated presidential suite of a top hotel.
If not for the black-clad security standing quietly at various strategic positions in the room, they would almost think everything earlier was just a dreamy illusion.
But undoubtedly, even the dullest person can realize at this point that Xu Wenqian’s boyfriend, known as Zhou Wang, is no so-called "internet celebrity."
In fact, Huang Hui had quietly searched online earlier, yet she was still puzzled. According to online information, Zhou Wang is a billionaire, but it’s generally assumed that even a billionaire wouldn’t make such an ostentatious display, right?
Huang Hui has never experienced that level of society, so she doesn’t understand, only feeling vaguely that something is off.
Just then, the door of the suite is suddenly knocked on, and Xiao Wang, who accompanies Zhou Wang for security, opens the door upon receiving a signal from Zhou Wang. With the hotel butler, Lin Feng, bearing signs of travel, strides in.
Seeing Lin Feng appear, everyone instinctively sits up straight, their eyes following Lin Feng until he stops behind Zhou Wang.
"Mr. Zhou, we have found out."
Lin Feng bows and says.
Everyone pricks up their ears, including Young Master Jian, who quickly hangs up the phone and edges closer.
Only Wang Lijia hesitated slightly, then took the initiative to say, "Zhou... Zhou Wang, should we give you some privacy?"
Zhou Wang nodded at her words and smiled lightly, "I’m sorry to trouble you."
Zhou Wang actually knows very well that the likelihood of these people being involved in tonight’s events is slim, but until the whole truth is revealed, he can’t trust mere acquaintances, even if they’re Xu Wenqian’s classmates.
Everyone looks a bit disappointed by this, including Wang Lijia, but since Zhou Wang doesn’t want them to listen, they certainly can’t insist. So, they followed Xiao Wang’s guidance to the entertainment room on the other side.
Xu Wenqian is hesitating, and Zhou Wang, seeing her hesitation, couldn’t help but smile and say, "What, do you want to step aside too?"
"Boss, can I really listen?"
"Come over here!"
"Oh..."
Zhou Wang beckons her impatiently; when Xu Wenqian trots over, seeing her submissive look, Zhou Wang can’t help pinching her cheek, whispering menacingly in her ear, "I’ll deal with you later!"