How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself?

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He had intended to tease the front desk, but it turned out the front desk clerk was an old hand. What's the point of teasing then? It was utterly boring.

Thinking this, Gu Heng directly spoke, "Okay then, help me get in touch with your general manager."

Upon hearing Gu Heng ask straight for the general manager, the lady at the front desk didn't even think before she refused.

You've got to be kidding...

The hotel receives hundreds to thousands of customers a day—if every little issue had to be handled by the general manager, the role of the general manager of a five-star hotel would be far too cheap...

"Sorry, sir, I don't have the authority to directly contact our general manager, but if you have any complaints, I can help you contact our lobby manager. Would that be alright?"

Gu Heng shook his head, not making it hard for him, knowing that a junior front desk clerk really didn't have the authority to contact the general manager: "Fine, just get your lobby manager to contact your general manager.

Just say that someone from IDE Group has come for a meeting."

Although Gu Heng wore sunglasses and his face could not be clearly seen, the Bentley he arrived in and the designer clothes he wore invisibly added to Gu Heng's aura, especially since he spoke with such an assertive tone, which made the lady at the desk hesitate...

Although she didn't know what the meeting was about, after thinking it over, the lady still nodded and said, "Alright, please wait a moment, I'll communicate with our lobby manager."

Having got a response from the front desk, Gu Heng didn't say anything more and saw the doorman wiping rainwater off himself with a towel, he stepped straight up to him.

The doorman, who was bowing his head to wipe rainwater, saw Gu Heng approach and quickly set the towel aside, reverting to his previous respectful demeanor and bowed slightly, "Your car has been driven to the parking lot by my colleague, sir; the car keys will be brought to you shortly. Is there anything else you need?"

Gu Heng shook his head, pulled out his wallet from his pocket directly.

Then he took out a wad of cash without counting and handed it to the doorman.

"Here, this is for you."

Seeing the stack of bright red bills, the doorman involuntarily shivered...

While traveling, even though electronic payments are very convenient, cash is still necessary. This was the 100,000 yuan in cash Gu Heng had his secretary withdraw for him before coming, out of which he took a stack to put in his wallet; the rest was placed in the car for easy access.

These brand new bills fresh from the bank may not look thick, but they were definitely not a small amount, at least three to four thousand yuan...

And there Gu Heng was, casually offering such a thick stack of cash right in front of him, who wouldn't be dumbfounded?

"Sir, you... what is this?"

"Just a tip.

What, does your hotel not allow tips?"

"We do allow them, but..."

The rest of the doorman's thoughts went unspoken...

He had received tips before, ten or twenty yuan ones, and even hundreds, but tips in stacks like Gu Heng's were a first for him. No wonder he had wild thoughts—it wouldn't be strange if he suspected Gu Heng of some special fetish if he didn't think he was just an ordinary person...

Gu Heng didn't know what he was thinking, and if he did, perhaps the several thousand yuan would have gone back into the wallet...

"If it's allowed, then take it. You wouldn't want me to keep holding it, right?"

After hearing Gu Heng repeat himself, the doorman hesitated but eventually took the money. After all, it was no small sum, several thousand yuan, close to half a month's salary for him...

"Thank you, boss."

After taking the money, the doorman expressed his insane gratitude.

Several colleagues around him saw his fawning attitude without a hint of disdain; they were envious, nothing but envious...

They faced so many customers every day, lowering themselves before each one—what did they get in return?

If they received a few thousand yuan in tips like this, they would act even more obsequious, even more servile...

...

A few minutes later...

Accompanied by the echo of footsteps...

A group of hotel management in suits hurried over...

The lobby manager, walking beside the general manager, arrived at the front desk first and asked the lady there, "Where is the person who just mentioned coming over for a meeting?"

The lady at the front desk was about to speak when she noticed that Gu Heng had already walked over.

The general manager of Alila Hotel, looking at Gu Heng wearing sunglasses, felt he looked very familiar but couldn't confirm his identity and hesitated before greeting him, "Hello sir, I am Zhu Kai, the general manager of Wuzhen Alila Hotel. Are you the liaison from IDE Group?"

Gu Heng shook his head.

Zhu Kai: "???"

Not?

Wasn't it you who told me you're the liaison from IDE Group coming over for a meeting?

But Zhu Kai was quite smooth, not showing any displeasure directly.

After all, the news that IDE Group was acquiring the Wuzhen Alila Hotel under Hyatt Hotels Corporation was only internal and not yet released. There weren't many who knew about it, and Gu Heng knowing this information so quickly was enough for Zhu Kai to take him seriously.

However, as Gu Heng removed his sunglasses, Zhu Kai was stunned...

After about two seconds to process, Zhu Kai hurriedly said, "Mr. Gu, why didn't you let us know before your inspection visit, so I could have prepared the hotel staff to welcome you..."

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