After finishing get off work at the audio publishing house, Xing Baohua first took Zou Wenjuan home, and then picked up Su Ya.
Suya can't go home today.
They could only live outside, but Su Ya actually wanted to go back to the factory to live with Xing Baohua.
The factory conditions were just so-so, not good at all. Xing Baohua only stayed there occasionally. That was out of necessity, but Su Ya was different! She didn't need the money for lodging.
Of course, Su Ya shouldn't be wronged.
Not far from the audio publishing house, there was a nice guesthouse that looked quite large.
Xing Baohua took Su Ya there, but they were met with a cold reception.
A local letter of introduction isn't enough. They won't let me stay, and I don't know anyone there.
The letter of introduction from the electronics factory was completely wasted.
Left with no other option, I had to settle for a hotel, thinking that would be fine! But to my surprise, it was fully booked during the holidays.
Are there still a lot of tourists these days?
We can't really let Suya sleep in the office. Afterwards, I rode my bicycle to the main street and saw the city hotel.
This is the only large hotel in the city, which is equivalent to a five-star hotel by today's standards.
Moreover, it involves foreigners, so foreigners and the like can stay there.
Trying to stay in a five-star hotel while riding a tricycle? In later times, they probably wouldn't even let you park there.
Put the tricycle aside and lock it. Then take Suya inside.
When the gatekeeper saw that Xing Baohua had arrived on a tricycle, he briefly stopped him.
This guy speaks gibberish.
The security guard was completely bewildered, and then he said, "I want to see your manager?"
This small request was easy to fulfill. The gatekeeper didn't know whether the man was a real foreigner or a fake one. In any case, the gatekeeper couldn't handle it, so he had no choice but to report it to his superiors.
"Hello sir, I am the manager of this hotel. How can I help you?" The lobby manager asked Xing Baohua politely as soon as he saw him.
“I need a room, the best room,” Xing Baohua said seriously.
"Sure, may I ask where or which company you are from?" the manager asked patiently.
"I'm the factory manager of an electronics factory and also an electronics consultant for a machinery factory. A client named Da Meizi is coming to visit in the next couple of days, and I need to book a room for him. To make sure he's comfortable, I came to check in a bit early."
"Oh, right, this is my client's number. Could you call him for me? I have something to say. I can pay for the call." With that, Xing Baohua took out George's home phone number and handed it to the manager.
If Xing Baohua remembers correctly, hotels catering to foreign guests can make international calls, but he doesn't know the specifics of how.
An experienced manager, upon seeing the phone number, especially the international area code, would tell Xing Baohua to wait a moment and then go to make the arrangements.
A moment later, the manager asked Xing Baohua to answer the phone. George was woken up; it was actually around six in the morning.
“George?” Xing Baohua asked into the phone.
"Yes, boss." George spoke clearly, which made Xing Baohua suspect there was something wrong with his phone line.
The two chatted idly for a while. George, having figured out the mystery, hung up the phone. Xing Baohua said to the manager, "Okay, the client is very particular about accommodation. If he's happy, he'll increase his orders to our factory. With orders, we can generate more foreign exchange."
"Haha, you're right. What's your surname, Factory Manager?" As he spoke, the manager took out a cigarette and lit it for Xing Baohua.
“His surname is Xing!” Xing Baohua said, taking a breath.
The manager glanced at Su Ya, then at Xing Baohua. If he wasn't mistaken, Xing Baohua was so young to be a factory director, and he also had connections with the United States. He was either a second-generation rich kid or a super second-generation rich kid.
Bringing a girl to stay at the hotel, you don't need to think to know what they want to do.
Furthermore, the hotel also has a function of exchanging tickets.
Those who have foreign exchange in hand are the big shots.
So the manager called Xing Baohua aside and asked, "Does Factory Director Xing have any foreign exchange on hand? If so, we can exchange it from you at a 1:4 ratio. Of course, you won't have to go through that trouble when you come to stay in the future."
These are the conditions.
“Not now, but in a couple of days. Someone from over there will definitely bring some. I’ll have him help you get some. Also, how much can you eat?” Xing Baohua asked.
“I can eat as much as you give me,” the manager said happily.
"Can you afford it for 50,000 US dollars?"
“If you really have that much, of course I can eat it all, and I can even give you more, 1:4.08, how does that sound?” the manager said.
“Dial the phone again, and I’ll tell him to bring some cash,” Xing Baohua said.
"He can only bring in 20,000 at most. He probably can't bring in more than that," the manager cautioned.
"That's none of your business. Take as much as you can. Even if you can only take 20,000, we'll just exchange it for you later," Xing Baohua said bluntly.
The harsher Xing Baohua's tone, the more the manager felt that Xing Baohua had a powerful background. This was someone they couldn't afford to offend.
After calling George again, the manager had already prepared a room for Xing Baohua.
The business suite has two rooms, one inside and one outside, with a separate large bathroom and 24-hour hot water.
This was the first time Xing Baohua had stayed in such a luxurious hotel since she came here.
The price for that one night would cost more than two or three months' worth of an average salary.
"Why would I stay in such a nice place!" Su Ya exclaimed after entering the house and looking around.
“Didn’t you see? They wouldn’t even let us stay before, all the less nice places were full, they’re forcing me to stay in a luxury hotel! It’s okay, we’ll just stay one night,” Xing Baohua said.
"There's only one bed, how are we supposed to sleep?" Su Ya said, her head down and her face slightly flushed.
"Such a big bed, can't two people sleep in it? If you think it's not enough, I'll just sleep on the floor for the night," Xing Baohua said sanctimoniously, though he was thinking to himself, "Staying in such a nice hotel and then sleeping on the floor? Only a fool would sleep on the floor."
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