Miss Zhao has been a lobby manager at this eight-star hotel for over three years. She has seen many wealthy people, and quite a few with net worths in the billions, as most people who frequent this place are quite well-off.
Although membership cards here are refundable, and many large corporations regularly top up millions for their clients, directly depositing one hundred million is absolutely a first. Such a person's net worth must be over ten billion, otherwise they wouldn't dare to play like this.
While Forbes lists hundreds of billions as top-ranking celebrities, Miss Zhao only realized after getting closer to this circle that there are too many hidden billionaires in the world; Forbes probably doesn't even account for one percent.
Most wealthy people are very low-key, and this gentleman in front of her is clearly one of those hidden billionaires, and a top-tier one at that.
So young, he must be a super rich second generation from a hidden family.
Actually, when Miss Zhao first saw Lin Dong, she looked down on him. His entire outfit probably cost less than two hundred yuan, and people like that are everywhere.
When she heard the front desk say that Lin Dong wanted to deposit one hundred million for a membership card, Miss Zhao immediately concluded that Lin Dong was definitely there to tease them.
However, due to her professional integrity, she still carefully questioned Lin Dong and enabled payment for him. She was even thinking about how Lin Dong would react if the payment failed and was ready to call security, but unexpectedly, the payment was successful. This truly shows that one cannot judge a book by its cover.
Having already had contact with high society, Miss Zhao yearned for that level and dreamed of entering that circle.
Although many nouveau riche had hinted at their interest, Miss Zhao didn't really think much of those fat-headed, big-eared ones. Most of them only wanted her body, and from what she understood, none of those who hinted at her were truly wealthy; they were all just half-baked pseudo-rich.
What she hoped for was to gain the favor of true aristocrats, who are generally very low-key. This young man in front of her was clearly a king among them, spending one hundred million to top up a meal card without even batting an eye.
This person perfectly matched her criteria: young, rich, and low-key. She decided she must cling to this big tree; this was her best chance to change her fate, and she absolutely couldn't miss it. She had absolute confidence in her own conditions.
Meanwhile, the front desk attendant who had just called the manager via intercom was now regretting it intensely.
If she had processed Lin Dong's request directly, that business volume would have been hers, but after calling the manager, she would only get a small share.
Miss Zhao regained her composure and said to Lin Dong, "Sir, please show me your ID card, and I will process your membership card."
Lin Dong handed his ID card to Miss Zhao.
He had actually already noticed her perfunctoriness.
She didn't even ask for an ID card; how could she process a membership card? Only after the transfer was successful did she ask for an ID card, clearly not believing that he really intended to deposit one hundred million.
However, Lin Dong didn't care. He had received plenty of disdainful looks over the past twenty years, and the other party was still polite. In other places, he probably would have been thrown out by security long ago.
"I am a student from Jiangnan University nearby. Starting today, I will eat all three meals here. Please prepare the best ingredients for me according to breakfast, lunch, and dinner standards. If I don't come for some reason, just discard it, and continue preparing the next meal as usual."
As soon as Lin Dong finished speaking, everyone present was once again startled. If the best ingredients were used for three meals a day here, even for one person, it would probably cost hundreds of thousands daily.
Just discard it if he doesn't come? This is too extravagant! This can no longer be described as merely rich; this is simply divine wealth!
Moreover, the other party is a student from Jiangnan University. To be so rich at such a young age, this is the legendary top-tier tall, rich, and handsome.
Everyone looked at Lin Dong with stars in their eyes, all wanting to cling to him as a big tree, even if it meant sacrificing a little.
They didn't aspire to marry into such a top-tier wealthy family, but even just having a slight connection with him would bring endless benefits.
At this moment, with just one hint from Lin Dong, these people would probably be lining up to get into his bed.
"Alright, Mr. Lin, we will follow your instructions."
After the membership card was processed, Lin Dong was led into a luxurious private room.
"Mr. Lin, this is the best private room in our hotel. Your dishes will be served shortly. This is my business card. If you need anything in the future, you can call me first. I will provide you with the highest level of service."
Miss Zhao finished speaking and handed Lin Dong her private business card, which was not provided by the hotel but personally printed by her and given only to those who met her standards.
Lin Dong took Miss Zhao's business card.
As she handed him the card, Miss Zhao intentionally or unintentionally brushed her fair, slender hand across Lin Dong's hand, sending a jolt of numbness through him.
"What soft hands! This woman is too seductive, truly a vixen," Lin Dong thought to himself.
Soon, a table full of dishes was served.
World-class top ingredients such as lobster, abalone, king crab, shark fin, bird's nest, Japanese tomahawk steak, French foie gras, Spanish ham, and caviar were all available.
Every dish looked very appealing and appetizing.
There was also a bottle of Lafite from 1983.
This whole table of dishes would probably cost over a million, and Lin Dong couldn't possibly eat that much, but he didn't care.
Now he was truly so poor that he only had money left. If he couldn't eat it, he'd just throw it away. He had money!
Lin Dong tasted a bite of each dish.
As expected of an eight-star hotel, it was perfect in color, aroma, and taste.
"Mr. Lin, how is the taste? Are you satisfied?" Miss Zhao leaned in behind Lin Dong and asked, bowing slightly.
Being so close, Lin Dong could feel Miss Zhao's warm breath on the back of his neck, which was very comfortable.
"Excellent, excellent! As expected of a grand hotel, it's perfect in color, aroma, and taste. I'm very satisfied!"
"As long as Mr. Lin is satisfied. Please enjoy your meal at your leisure. You can call me if you need anything! I won't disturb your meal." Miss Zhao felt it was enough and prepared to leave.
"Miss Zhao, you see, I can't eat so many dishes by myself, and such fine ingredients without a beautiful woman to accompany me feel like something is missing. Would you honor me by dining with me?" Lin Dong asked.
Lin Dong genuinely found Miss Zhao very attractive; both her figure and face were top-notch, and her attire further accentuated her advantages. Her fragrance also stimulated male hormones, and her often unintentional gestures made him itch with anticipation. Dining with such a beauty would definitely be a pleasure.
"This… Mr. Lin, isn't this inappropriate? And I'm currently working," Miss Zhao said with some hesitation.
She actually really wanted to eat with Lin Dong. She couldn't ask for a better opportunity to deepen their relationship, and despite being a lobby manager here, she hadn't tasted many of the top-tier ingredients on this table.
However, she understood that a woman must maintain some reserve. Being elusive and subtly alluring was the best form of seduction.
A woman completely undressed is never as tempting as one wearing a semi-transparent outfit.
"Working hours" was merely an excuse. Accompanying a VIP of this caliber would only earn her praise from her boss.
Furthermore, she didn't outright refuse, only saying it was inappropriate. This kind of answer was more likely to ignite Lin Dong's competitive spirit.
Sure enough, Lin Dong spoke.
"What's inappropriate about it? If your boss gives you trouble, just tell me. I'll go talk to him. If not, I'll just buy the hotel and make you the boss," Lin Dong said grandly.
"Then this humble woman shall respectfully obey."
Miss Zhao no longer held back and directly sat down to open the wine for Lin Dong. If she made any more excuses, she might anger him, and she had to manage the timing perfectly.
As for Lin Dong's earlier remark about buying the hotel and making her the boss, she simply smiled it off.
Joking aside, it would cost at least one hundred fifty billion to buy this hotel. Although she thought highly of Lin Dong, she didn't believe he had such financial power.
Of course, she only believed Lin Dong didn't have the strength, which didn't mean the family behind Lin Dong didn't have the strength.
Many people today have net worths of billions, tens of billions, or even hundreds of billions, but most of that is in virtual assets like stocks. Very few people can actually produce tens of billions in cash; those are the true aristocrats.
If Lin Dong really bought the Jinye Hotel and made her the boss, she would absolutely devote herself to Lin Dong, even willing to die for him.
Lin Dong was unaware of Miss Zhao's thoughts at this moment, otherwise he would have really bought it directly. What a big deal, let alone one hundred fifty billion, he would buy it even for three hundred billion.
The two finished this grand meal while chatting and laughing.