Today is the official opening day of Xinweijie Inn, but there was no grand celebration.
Generally speaking, with this level of investment and high-end atmosphere, a guesthouse like this would attract a large number of celebrities and at least invite some important figures to the ribbon-cutting ceremony after its opening. However, the Microworld Guesthouse did not have such an event.
Forget about big shots, there wasn't even a ribbon-cutting ceremony, not even a single banner.
If it weren't for the fact that Weijie Inn had shared news of the new inn's opening with its regular guests and had its own WeChat group, people would have thought it was the private villa of some super-rich person.
However, the influence of Weijie Inn is still there. After all, it was once a hot topic in HZ, and there were even cases of it being besieged. So the news of the new inn's opening is still circulating among some people, especially those old guests.
The new inn will finally have 23 rooms, a significant increase from the original five, which has delighted many guests who love the Microworld Inn. At least they won't have to wait in line for a room anymore.
There were quite a few people who came to join in the fun, plus the local residents, so even though the new inn didn't advertise, the area in front of it was still bustling with people.
Kang Anguang, the person in charge of "Yinshuijian," a newly opened private club in Xizihu District of Hangzhou, also learned about the inn by chance from a guest.
The guests' reviews of the inn were very interesting; they said it was very comfortable.
The reviews weren't particularly high-end or about good service, but the guests' tone made Kang Anguang feel threatened.
Private clubs are sometimes similar to hotels and inns, but they offer more comprehensive services and experiences, making them more suitable for leisure and vacation. They often have a theme, such as Yinshuijian, which focuses on water and bamboo.
Yinshuijian occupies a considerable area and even includes a small golf course, representing an investment of hundreds of millions. It's considered a high-end club in Hangzhou.
Kang Anguang was poached from Shanghai by the owner of Yinshuijian with a promise of a million-dollar annual salary. He was originally the manager of a high-end private club in Shanghai.
Kang Anguang still decided to go and see the inn. The information he learned from his friend made him even more puzzled. How could an inn with only a few rooms have such a high level of popularity?
The opening of the Micro World Inn was not celebrated with any ceremony or publicity, but it welcomed everyone who came in.
If this news could get out, the inn would probably be overwhelmed with customers. However, most of the guests at Weijie Inn are high-end clients who won't actively spread the word, and Weijie Inn itself doesn't advertise, so not many people actually know about it.
I've seen innkeepers with such a laid-back attitude before, but this is the first one with such high gambling.
When he drove up to the entrance, he sensed something was amiss. There were quite a few cars parked there that were even better than his.
His car was a Mercedes-Benz provided by the boss for his daily use to make a good impression, yet it didn't even rank in the top ten among the cars parked in front of the Micro World Inn.
"It seems this boss has good connections," he thought to himself.
However, he didn't see any government vehicles among these cars, which suggests that the boss's relationship with government agencies is not as close as that with Yinshuijian.
Kang Anguang got out of the car and had his young female secretary follow him with the gifts.
Since he's here, he should come openly and honestly. Hiding in a sneaky, lewd manner to peek would only lower his status.
However, he discovered that there was no one in charge of greeting customers; there was only a staff member standing at the door smiling at the passing customers, but no one took the initiative to greet them.
Why can't they even find a discerning receptionist?
As he approached the inn with his secretary, his eyes lit up.
This was the first time he'd ever seen such a decorating style in an inn. It resembled ancient architecture, but less complex and more minimalist. Even more surprising was the complete absence of any modern industrial elements; the inn seemed to have been constructed using mortise and tenon joints.
To be able to do Kang Anguang's job, one must have broad knowledge, be proficient in many areas, and ideally be a jack-of-all-trades, master of none. Therefore, Kang Anguang also has some insights into ancient architecture. The cost of building this inn must have been considerable.
But why hasn't anyone come to greet us after we've been here for so long?
He called over a waiter who was serving tea and asked, "Where are you holding your opening ceremony?"
"Excuse me, sir, we don't have an opening ceremony. Please just find a seat wherever you like. When it's time for a meal, you can eat as much as you want without any charge."
The waitress was very polite, spoke at a steady pace, and had a sweet voice, clearly indicating that she had received professional training. However, Kang Anguang couldn't understand what she was saying.
No opening ceremony at all? So casual? It's not like they're opening a buffet restaurant.
"Where is your boss? I'm the person in charge of Hidden Water, and I'd like to get to know your boss."
"It's over there," the waiter pointed.
Kang Anguang looked in the direction she pointed and was immediately shocked.
Yun Hu, Guo Zifeng, Xing Tu, and Zhang Jian, all well-known figures in the upper echelons of HZ, were gathered around something with a group of people.
Besides these few people, there were also a few other people with extraordinary bearing. The old man next to Yun Hu was very likely the legendary Grandpa Yun Hua, a reclusive figure with connections to many people in the central government.
"So this is the inner circle." Kang Anguang's spirits lifted, and he immediately tidied his makeup, told his secretary to put down the gift, and waited where he was.
If he had known so many important people would be there, he should have prepared a more presentable gift.
As he approached, he saw that these people were looking at a wooden sculpture, an animal sculpture that looked like both a wolf and a dog.
This wooden sculpture is made entirely of Hainan rosewood, which is quite expensive. Its market price is definitely over a million, and even with connections, it would still cost seven or eight hundred thousand.
The carving technique has increased the price of this wood carving several times over. Every inch of hair is carved out, and the expression is so vivid that it makes people feel as if they are the prey of this wolf or dog.
"This is good stuff," he chuckled, approaching and exclaiming in admiration.
"Greetings everyone, I am Kang Anguang, the person in charge of Hidden Water Pavilion. I came here today to learn about the opening of Micro Realm Inn. I hope the innkeeper will not mind."
"Oh, no problem, do as you please," Chen Yang said to the middle-aged man, then continued chatting with the others.
The other inhabitants didn't pay any attention to this person and continued studying Yu Xuan's wood carvings.
This wood carving was a gift from Yu Xuan to the inn for its opening; it depicts the image of the European Emperor.
Yu Xuan took it very seriously, and this was one of the pieces he was very satisfied with. It was no less impressive than his soaring roc, and in terms of material and size, it was even more precious.
Kang Anguang stood there awkwardly, realizing that these people were genuinely not interested in him.
However, he noticed that the young man who seemed to be the boss was very familiar with these big shots.
"This young man is not simple; he has a powerful background."
He was just about to continue observing when he suddenly saw a woman walking in through the door with a boy in her hand, and his eyes widened in surprise.
Mo Xi!
How did this terrifying woman, considered a scourge by the younger generation in Shanghai, end up here?
When Mo Xi was in Shanghai, she once visited the club where he worked, which left a deep impression on her. Despite being a girl in her early twenties, she was admired by a group of seasoned veterans, while young people her age could only look up to her from behind.
What makes Mo Xi even more mysterious is that the father of her child has never appeared.
Mo Xi recognized him as she passed by.
"Oh, Mr. Kang, it's great to see you here."
Mo Xi walked over with a smile, making Kang Anguang feel flattered.
"I've moved to Hidden Water Inn in HZ. Feel free to come over if you have some free time. By the way, what brings you to this inn? Do you know the owner?"
Mo Xi smiled and said, "We know each other, we're very close."
Kang Anguang immediately looked at the innkeeper with new respect and took him seriously. Someone who could be considered "very familiar" with Mo Yaonie was definitely not an ordinary person.
(End of this chapter)
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