Ge Min’s calculations were quite shrewd.
Hearing her say this, Ma Ziliang also had no more to say but simply nodded slightly, continuing to sync up with his wife.
At Yu Jiujiu’s home.
After Yang Hao sent that message, there was no response whatsoever—it was as if the stone had sunk into the sea.
Yu Dongdong anxiously stared at his phone, completely lacking the appetite to eat.
He was extremely anxious inside, fearing his girlfriend would refuse, yet also fearing she would agree.
If she refused, he would be heartbroken.
But if she agreed, he would be very nervous.
So at this moment, his feelings were quite conflicted, his hand mechanically picking up rice grains with his chopsticks, one by one.
This state of mind caused the adjacent Yu Jiujui to furrow her brows tightly; she had never seen her brother in such a distracted state before.
“Dongdong, relax a bit,”
“Actually, it’s nothing…”
Yang Hao, who had already eaten half a bowl of rice, smiled and began to comfort him, guessing Yu Dongdong’s thoughts as he was someone who had experienced it himself.
Just then, Yu Dongdong’s phone finally vibrated again.
It was a reply from Ma Wenwen, agreeing to the invitation to meet!
A smile appeared on Yu Dongdong’s face at first, then that smile vanished at the corners of his mouth as he passed the phone over to Yang Hao, nervously asking in Sign Language, “What should I do next?”
Yang Hao, with a smile, confidently patted his chest, “The rest, you can leave to me!”
“Just listen to my arrangements!”
As long as Ma Wenwen’s parents accepted the invitation, Yang Hao was confident he could persuade them to agree to the marriage.
After all, “money talks,” and so far, it seemed that no one could resist the allure of his wealth!
Hearing Yang Hao say this, Yu Dongdong nodded solemnly, trusting his “brother-in-law” quite a bit.
Next.
Yang Hao first made a call to Zhang Changjiang, the manager of Clyde Hotel, to arrange dinner for the evening.
Yang Hao didn’t say much, just outlined the situation briefly.
But for Zhang Changjiang, this dinner arrangement was absolutely a top priority—after all, the big boss himself had made the call.
Zhang Changjiang was quite anxious at the moment; Clyde Hotel had just changed owners not long ago and was still in a transitional phase, with no one assured of their job security.
Zhang Changjiang certainly wouldn’t miss the chance to please his boss, so after hanging up, he immediately started making arrangements…
After calling Zhang Changjiang, Yang Hao then telephoned Su Xiaoxi. With his help, Su had thoroughly made her mark at Xingyue Real Estate, and because of Yang Hao’s backing, Su Jianye also had to pay attention to this daughter from the second branch of the family.
Yang Hao called Su Xiaoxi to ask for her help in arranging for several luxury brands in Starlight City to provide in-home services and select a few suitable outfits for Yu Dongdong.
In fact, Yang Hao had the contact information for these luxury brand managers and sales staff in his WeChat because he had visited luxury goods stores too many times before, even taking over a shopping mall; desperate to add him on WeChat, female sales staff would take the initiative to do so.
After succeeding, they would periodically send him greeting messages; some bold saleswomen would directly send over their private photos.
But Yang Hao had never responded; he could not muster interest in such women.
So, when it came to needing luxury brands to offer home service this time, he didn’t reach out to those saleswomen but contacted Su Xiaoxi instead.
Firstly, he didn’t want to deal with those saleswomen, and secondly, it was a chance to maintain contact with Su.
After all, Su Xiaoxi was a very promising prospect that could be developed into a Non-Playable Character (NPC).
Today was also May 20th (520), a day symbolizing love in China, so a call to communicate feelings was necessary.
As a result, after Yang Hao finished the call with Su Xiaoxi, he discovered that his surprise value had actually increased by two hundred.
It seemed that Su was really thrilled to receive a call from Yang Hao on 520, even though the call was partially work-related.
After ending the conversation with Su Xiaoxi, Yang Hao then called Mu Qing, the manager of Windchaser Luxury Cars, to arrange for a pink G-Class to be sent to Clyde Hotel.
Yang Hao had seen a nearly new pink G-Class in the Windchaser Luxury Cars showroom that appeared quite impressive, which seemed suitable for the designer girlfriend that Yu Dongdong had described.
Less than thirty minutes after Yang Hao made the call,
sales staff from Hermès and Louis Vuitton successively arrived at his door.
Yang Hao was no stranger to this kind of home service, but Yu Jiujui and her brother Yu Dongdong were clearly overwhelmed by the gesture, particularly Yu Dongdong, who was the person being served, and his actions were a bit stiff.
It was only with Yang Hao’s comforting that he began to relax a bit.
Yu Dongdong and Yang Hao were similar in height, with Yu only being a couple centimeters shorter and slightly slimmer, but the young man was spirited and quite handsome. Whether he wore Hermès or Louis Vuitton, he looked very fitting.
In the end, Yang Hao asked the sales staff to leave all the clothes they had brought.
After all, to Yang Hao, the cost was trivial, so he left them for his “brother-in-law” Yu Dongdong to choose at his leisure.
After selecting clothes, a stylist also came over to give Yu Dongdong a handsome hairdo.
As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse.
After being primped and preened, Yu Dongdong had quite the star quality going on, his bearing comparable to any young idol.
Yu Jiujui’s eyes lit up at the sight of her brother, for she had never seen him like this before!
Half-past six.
Yang Hao arrived at the Clyde Hotel with Yu and her brother.
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Upon hearing of Yang Hao’s arrival, Zhang Changjiang hurriedly led a team to meet them in the lobby.
“Mr. Yang, everything has been arranged,”
“in accordance with our hotel’s highest reception standards, right in Room 888.”
After exchange of pleasantries, Zhang Changjiang, bowing slightly and smiling, explained everything.
“Hmm.”
Yang Hao nodded slightly, “Don’t mind me, just wait here to welcome the guests.
“Make sure to give them a great display!”
From Yu Dongdong’s description, one could deduce that his girlfriend’s mother was probably quite vain.
Such people surely need a great display.
To do the necessary surface work!
Therefore, Yang Hao was prepared to let Zhang Changjiang give them a “power display”!
You like grand appearances, huh!
Then I’ll give you a grand appearance beyond your imagination, let’s see how you cope with it.
“All right, Mr. Yang.”
“I understand what you mean!”
Zhang Changjiang immediately nodded his head in understanding, as an old hand he certainly grasped the meaning behind Yang Hao’s words.
He quickly notified the greeting department to prepare a grand welcome ceremony according to the standards used for presidential suite guests.
Ten to seven.
Ge Min and Ma Ziliang drove to the Clyde Hotel’s parking lot.
Ma Wenwen had taken the subway early and was waiting for her parents in the parking lot.
“Wenwen, what does your boyfriend’s sister do for a living?”
“Is she very rich? She’s setting the meeting at a five-star hotel!”
Once the parents arrived, Ge Min couldn’t help but ask.
“Dongdong’s sister works in a high-end club.”
“A club?”
“She’s not doing… that, is she??”
Ge Min suddenly widened her eyes.
“What are you thinking!”
“She’s part of the management.”
Ma Wenwen shook her head.
“I see!”
Ge Min relaxed a bit and continued, “But still, people working in clubs – they’re not like us regular folks, they deal with all kinds of complex characters!”
“She must be what you’d call a ‘socialite.'”
Ma Wenwen shook her head, “I haven’t met Dongdong’s sister either.”
“Let’s not talk about this here, let’s go inside. It’s almost time for our appointment, and it’s not good to keep them waiting!”
Ma Ziliang reminded from the side.
“Yes, Dad’s right, let’s go!”
Ma Wenwen quickly agreed and nodded.
Just as she finished speaking, a security officer approached them with a smile, “Excuse me, are you Miss Ma?”
“Yes, that’s me.”
Ma Wenwen looked at the security officer with curiosity, wondering how he knew her surname.
“Good evening, Miss Ma.”
“Good evening, honored guests.”
“Welcome to the Clyde Hotel.”
“I am Zhou Jian, the head of the Security Department. Please follow me…”
Zhou Jian, who had been waiting in the parking lot, courteously greeted them after confirming Ma Wenwen’s identity, then led the three towards the hotel’s main entrance.