Xie Tingzhou, who had returned from the apocalyptic world to a normal one, relaxed in a rare moment after soaking in a comfortable hot spring at night. He lay on the soft bed and slept soundly until half past twelve in the afternoon, completely unaware that at four o’clock in the morning, the entire Hillery Hotel had held an urgent meeting because of him, their extravagant client.
The focus of the meeting was how to serve this big client who had spent five million to book the entire Hillery Hotel. The general manager of Hillery, Liu Daqian, had crawled out of bed in the middle of the night and rushed to the hotel just to meet this lavish client and get to know him better.
At twelve forty-three, the midday sun, not yet scorching, lazily filtered through the gauze curtains and fell on the man nestled in the center of the white silk sheets. Xie Tingzhou retained the peak condition and appearance of his twenty-year-old self. Lying there, his fair and flawless back was exposed, its smooth, milk-like skin tracing soft curves that seemed utterly non-threatening.
Xie Tingzhou turned over, and the diluted sunlight scattered across his face. He raised an arm to shield his forehead from the light. Such a leisurely life was truly rare for him.
There were no zombie howls around, only peace and tranquility. Xie Tingzhou opened his eyes, and once he adjusted to the brightness, he moved his arm away. His face, cold yet relaxed, revealed his good mood.
He threw off the covers. The person who had looked delicate from behind now revealed a clean, sharp V-line disappearing into black boxer briefs, with simple muscle lines that held a unique aesthetic appeal.
Getting out of bed, Xie Tingzhou pressed the butler’s bell while casually draping a robe from the nearby rack over himself. Soon, there was movement at the door, and in came Xiao Lin, the butler of the presidential suite, and Zheng Xiao, the front desk lady.
“Mr. Xie, you’re awake. Would you like to arrange a meal? Our eighth-floor music restaurant has prepared a variety of Chinese and Western dishes, which can also be delivered to your room.”
Butler Xiao Lin was extremely enthusiastic. Meanwhile, Zheng Xiao, the front desk lady, had barely entered the room when she saw Xie Tingzhou wearing only a robe, the open robe revealing his enticing abs, which she hardly dared to glance at. Her ears flushed red, but she still spoke up.
“Mr. Xie, last night, while Butler Xiao Lin and I were organizing your clothes, we noticed they were dirty and difficult to clean. So, we purchased new clothes and shoes of the same brand for you, all ironed and ready. If you need them, I can bring them to you right away.”
Before twelve o’clock in the morning, all guests from the previous day at their Hilton Hotel had checked out. As per Mr. Xie’s instructions, the fee for today’s hotel booking—240,000—had already been deducted. Now, all 170 staff members of the hotel were on standby to serve Mr. Xie. In the morning, they had purchased new clothes for him, all washed and ironed, ready to wear.
Not only that, but the twenty chefs in the restaurant had been preparing since morning, all for the sake of serving this one client.
Xie Tingzhou looked at the man and woman dressed in work attire before him, truly feeling that having money indeed lifted one’s spirits. Many things didn’t require consideration, as the people around would handle them for you.
The staff at this Sheraton Hotel were quite perceptive.
“Alright, bring the new clothes over. Just discard the old ones. Later, I’ll go to the restaurant for a meal. I’ll try a bit of both Chinese and Western cuisine, so have the chef prepare accordingly.”
Upon hearing Xie Tingzhou’s instructions, the two quickly began making arrangements. Zheng Xiao brought over the new clothes and shoes purchased that morning—a complete set from head to toe, even including underwear and socks, as if eager to dress Xie Tingzhou themselves.
After Xie Tingzhou changed into the sportswear, the young man in black athletic attire appeared casual, yet Zheng Xiao and the butler Xiao Lin felt they couldn’t look too closely. They led Xie Tingzhou to the eighth-floor music restaurant for his meal.
As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, the gentle, flowing melody of a piano piece filled the air. The elegant and lively piano music naturally relaxed the mind, and the subsequent dining experience was exceptionally comfortable. Each chef’s signature dishes were brought out for him to sample a few bites. Once he was about seventy percent full, Xie Tingzhou stopped eating.
It was at this moment that Liu Daqian, the general manager of the Hilton, “coincidentally” appeared.
“Mr. Xie, I apologize for the intrusion. I am Liu Daqian, the general manager of the Hilton Hotel. I should have welcomed you upon your arrival last night, but I heard you were resting and didn’t want to disturb you. I came now to meet you and express my gratitude for choosing to stay at our Hilton Hotel. On behalf of all the Hilton staff, I welcome you, Mr. Xie. Should you have any issues, you can inform the butler Xiao Lin, and we will arrange everything promptly.”
Liu Daqian was a middle-aged man in his forties. The hotel had been funded by his family, and seeing Xie Tingzhou spend lavishly at such a young age naturally filled him with enthusiasm.
The two shook hands, and Xie Tingzhou was gracious in return.
“Hello, General Manager Liu. I am very satisfied with the service at your hotel. For all my future expenses, you may simply deduct them from the prepaid card. However, I prefer quiet, so I hope no outsiders disturb me before I leave.”
“Of course, Mr. Xie, rest assured. Currently, aside from the service staff, you are the only distinguished guest in our hotel. With just a word from you, we would go through fire and water to fulfill your wishes.”
Liu Daqian repeatedly assured him, after all, earning five million was too easy. Even during peak seasons in the past, five million was a year’s worth of business. But with one person booking the entire hotel, this less than a month would net a clean five million, wouldn’t it?
“Alright, then I’ll trouble General Manager Liu to arrange a few cars for me. I plan to go shopping.”
Xie Tingzhou didn’t hold back. He had already figured out the mechanism of the black card. This card had the heart of a Long Aotian (Overpowered Protagonist). If he stuck to high-end consumption and confined all his spending to the hotel, it would be rather dull.
Before meeting his wife and child, Xie Tingzhou intended to maximize the spending quota of this Infinite Black Card. That way, when he reunited with his family, he could offer them more “security.”
“No problem, of course no problem. I’ll arrange the hotel’s fleet to follow you to Xingyun Tower right away.” Liu Daqian’s eyes crinkled into a smile. Although Xingyun Tower was only two streets away from their Hilton, to showcase their hotel’s service—how could they let the guest walk there?
The fleet! The fleet was arranged immediately!!
Thus, when Xie Tingzhou left the hotel, Liu Daqian directly parked his beloved car—a low-key black Maybach—at the entrance for the hotel driver to use, specifically to serve Xie Tingzhou.
Following behind were ordinary black Mercedes-Benz cars. The Hilton Hotel had professional shuttle vehicles, naturally including Mercedes-Benz SUVs arranged for luxury clients, generally used for dedicated pick-up and drop-off. At this moment, those vehicles were filled with hotel staff.
Xie Tingzhou sat in the lead car, driven by the butler Xiao Lin, who wore a black suit and white gloves, even his hair meticulously styled, truly very professional. In the passenger seat was the front desk lady Zheng Xiao, also dressed in a blue professional suit, sitting somewhat nervously in front, occasionally stealing a glance at Xie Tingzhou in the back through the rearview mirror.
Last night, many service staff at the Hilton Hotel gathered to chat about this strange client, but Zheng Xiao felt that she had seen Mr. Xie’s face somewhere before, though she couldn’t quite recall it at the moment.
The car drove smoothly on the road, arriving at Xingyun Tower shortly after, directly entering the garage. The Mercedes-Benz cars behind followed in. When Xie Tingzhou got out of the car and, led by the butler Xiao Lin, went to take the elevator upstairs, the hotel service staff dressed in black suits and blue professional suits followed behind, creating quite an imposing presence.
The elevator rose from the third basement floor to the first floor. When the elevator doors opened, Xie Tingzhou, dressed in black sportswear, was the most relaxed. The butler Xiao Lin reached out to hold the elevator door, and after Xie Tingzhou stepped out, the people behind filed out one by one, following him.
One person leading so many staff in black suits and white gloves, along with the Hilton Hotel’s visual/face of the group—the etiquette ladies and front desk ladies—following along, Xie Tingzhou instantly attracted quite a bit of attention.
However, he walked with great composure, completely unfazed by the people following behind.
But after walking a dozen meters or so, he suddenly saw an advertisement playing on the wall of a mobile phone shop directly ahead. In the advertisement, blue waves washed over the beach, and a young man in a white shirt was running on the sand. His clean, pure smile seemed to fill the entire summer with happiness. When he smiled, two dimples appeared, as if they could sweeten one’s heart instantly.
“YOYO13, record your happy moments.”
The young man’s cheerful voice seemed to carry over. Xie Tingzhou almost couldn’t control himself as he walked toward the billboard. On the looping advertisement, the young man’s bright smile was full of happiness and joy, making Xie Tingzhou reach out involuntarily, almost touching the young man’s dimples.
In the bottom right corner of the advertisement, it read—Spokesperson: Xie Xinghe.
Xie Tingzhou recognized the young man’s identity without needing any reminder. Xie Xinghe’s appearance bore a striking resemblance to Xie Tingzhou—both shared the same cool, pale complexion, thin lips, and a nose bridge whose curve seemed as if it had been meticulously carved. Only his eyes, reminiscent of his mother’s peach-blossom eyes, and the dimples that belonged solely to his mother, made him seem like someone who could bring joy to others.
Yet in his memory, this child was still in swaddling clothes, and now he had grown into an adult, looking remarkably similar to his father.
Zheng Xiao was also stunned at this moment! The instant she saw this advertisement, she finally remembered why Mr. Xie had seemed so familiar to her! This Mr. Xie looked incredibly similar to the traffic star Xie Xinghe, whom her younger sister adored!
However, Mr. Xie had phoenix eyes, and his entire demeanor appeared cold and noble, as if he never smiled. He was nothing like this young celebrity Xie Xinghe, whose smile was so sweet it warmed people’s hearts and made them want to hug him.
Stealing a glance at Mr. Xie’s expression, it seemed he recognized Xie Xinghe? The age difference between the two shouldn’t be significant—could they be brothers? Zheng Xiao felt as though she had stumbled upon some great secret, her heart boiling with excitement, yet she dared not utter a word.
Xie Tingzhou hadn’t expected that before he could even go looking for his wife and child, the child would appear on his own. But now that they had crossed paths, Xie Tingzhou thought he could first help this child with his career.
He stepped into the mobile phone store. It was just past one in the afternoon, and the store was nearly empty. As Xie Tingzhou entered, the butler Xiao Lin and Zheng Xiao followed closely behind, while the others remained stationed outside the door, adding an imposing and somewhat intimidating presence.
“Hello, sir. Which phone model would you like to see?”
The salesperson at the YOYO flagship store quickly greeted him warmly. Xie Tingzhou, however, had already spotted the poster of Xie Xinghe on the table.
He pointed at the poster and said, “I want the phone endorsed by Xie Xinghe.”
The salesperson was somewhat surprised to see this cold-faced customer was also a fan, but she promptly and enthusiastically brought out the YOYO13 demo unit endorsed by Xie Xinghe for the customer to see.
“Sir, this YOYO13 you’re looking at is our brand’s latest camera-focused phone. Its main feature is an 80-megapixel high-definition camera, perfect for capturing all the beautiful moments in your life. Of course, if you’re a fan of Xie Xinghe, purchasing this phone will also come with a poster autographed by Xie Xinghe himself, ten exclusive star cards, and even a custom ringtone recorded by Xie Xinghe himself pre-installed on the phone~”
Ever since Xie Xinghe endorsed their YOYO phones a week ago, the salesperson had served quite a few fans. She was exceptionally enthusiastic when giving these introductions, as fans typically bought products based on the endorser rather than the specifications, requiring little detailed explanation from the sales staff. They were often willing to purchase just for the merchandise.
As the salesperson explained, Xie Tingzhou indeed found Xie Xinghe’s exclusive ringtone in the demo phone. With a tap, the quiet mobile phone store was filled with the clear, energetic voice of a young man.
“My little cutie~ someone’s calling~ If you don’t answer soon, I’m going to get angry~”
The adorable ringtone played on repeat, yet Xie Tingzhou seemed unable to tire of it, listening to it several times over. Only after finishing did he finally speak.
“I want this phone model. How many units do you have left in stock?”
His slightly upturned phoenix eyes seemed to carry a hint of amusement, but it vanished in an instant. These words made Zheng Xiao, standing behind him, feel a sudden pang of dread, thinking to himself that trouble was brewing!
“Rest assured, sir, this is the latest model of our YOYO phone, priced at 3,999 yuan. Our store initially had 300 units in stock, and we’ve sold 96 this week. We currently have 204 units left. If you’d like one, I can fetch it for you right away.”
At this moment, the salesperson had no idea what was about to unfold, while Zheng Xiao couldn’t help but glance at the man standing in front of him, feeling his heartbeat involuntarily quicken.
A single phone was only four thousand yuan, and two hundred units would only amount to a million—quite affordable, really.
Xie Tingzhou calmly produced his black card, his expression as composed as ever.
“I’ll take all 204 units. Charge it directly to this card. Once they’re packaged, deliver them to the Hillray Hotel.”