After Li Yuhao sent Jiang Min-kyung and Lee Hae-ri back to their home, he sat in the car and naturally lit a cigarette, "Uncle, take me to the hotel. Shilla Hotel, I won't go back today, I'll just go there for a rest. I have to invite Girls' Generation to dinner in the hotel in the evening. By the way, there are nine people in Girls' Generation. Maybe their agents will come too, and you can book two large private rooms in advance later."

"Okay." The uncle didn't say anything extra, but just responded to Li Yuhao's instructions. Because at this time, Li Yuhao made the uncle more and more confused. Especially, he seemed to know the planning of TV and the production of songs. Many programs sounded very attractive to him, an outsider. Program planning is something that Li Yuhao had never learned before.

He came out of his mouth, making the uncle not know what to say. The only thing that the uncle could imagine was that the young master changed a lot after he knew that the master passed away.

The vehicle slowly headed towards the Silla Hotel. Li Yuhao's phone rang out a call from an unfamiliar number. Li Yuhao looked at it and did not show his name and then hung up without thinking. There were many fraudulent calls and text messages in South Korea. Li Yuhao, who had just returned for a few days, answered many times. This time, the name was not shown. If he had a good rest last night, Li Yuhao would have talked to the fraud group on the other end of the phone. At this time, he was even holding his eyes.

After the phone was hung up, a text message came, "oppa, I Nah, why don't you answer my phone? Are you sleeping?"

"Well, I just arrived at the hotel room. I was tired all night and I was about to take a shower and rest. Yesterday I didn't remember your number. I thought it was a scam call, so I didn't answer. Why did you get up so early, little girl?"

"We have a trip, by the way, oppa, today we are going to perform at xxx department store. Are you going to see our performance?"

"No, there is still a lot of work today. I just took a little rest and went to work."

"Oh, which hotel do you stay in?"

“Silla.”

Sun Na'en was not replying to the news, and Li Yuhao also breathed a sigh of relief because Sun Na'en was much younger than herself. A girl born in 1994, a girl who just turned 20 years old, and has grown up in a good family environment since she was a child. She didn't know the sufferings of the world, so Li Yuhao naturally couldn't bear to say anything serious to hurt such a little girl who didn't understand the worldly style.

As for what her fiancée Li Yuhao said naturally, she listened to it as a joke. Anyway, Li Yuhao would not take it to heart, and he would not admit that he would marry, unless his grandfather could come back from the dead to preside over this wedding that he could not refuse.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Silla Hotel, the doorman immediately came over to help Li Yuhao open the car door. The uncle sat in front and said, "Young Master, I will help you with the registration procedures later. You can sit in the lobby for a while, and I will park first."

"Okay." Li Yuhao also knew that he did not have a Korean ID card, and it was impossible for him to carry his passport with him 24 hours a day. It would take some unconventional methods to check in.

Get off the car, Li Yuhao wrapped his windbreaker and quickly entered the lobby of the Silla Hotel in three or two steps. He sat on the sofa and waited for the uncle to come to help him check in.

But at this moment, the general manager of Silla Hotel came to work, and the front desk employees all began to bow and greet. The security at the door stood in two rows to greet their immediate boss. Li Yuhao sat in the hall and looked at all this and just curled his lips lightly. "Oh, I didn't see that a general manager has such a big show at work. It's true that he came from Samsung, and everything is worthy of face."

The hotel general manager entered the hotel lobby and habitually looked around the surrounding environment. He didn't know it without looking at it. He was shocked when he saw it. The young man sitting on the sofa in the middle of the hall was the young man he had seen a few days ago. Later, he asked who the man was. Li Fuzhen did not tell him, but said that the man's background was very scary.

The hotel's general manager hurriedly trotted beside Li Yuhao, "Sir, why are you sitting here?"

"Oh? Do you know me? Sister Fuzhen told you about me?"

"Ah, Nei, I am the general manager of the hotel."

"Oh, you came just in time. I didn't bring my passport. I wanted to open the room. My housekeeper has parked. You can handle it for us first."

"Okay, sir, please come with me. I'll check in for you myself."

Li Yuhao followed the general manager to the front desk, and he went straight into the front desk and stood in front of the registered computer. "Sir, do you want the suite on the top floor?"

"Yes, the suites on the top floor are also good, by the way, the official website says that doesn't Silla Hotel have 39 suites? Deluxe"

"Yes, there are 5 suites left now. No one has booked the presidential suite on the top floor. Look, can you book a presidential suite for you?"

"Okay, then let's go to the presidential suite. By the way, is the kitchen coming to work? Can I deliver food now? I haven't had breakfast yet."

"It's time to go to work, you can deliver food. Sir, what do you need to eat? I will directly ask the kitchen to make it for you."

"Come two Western breakfasts. Sandwiches, fried eggs, fried sausages, and milk, deliver them to me." Just as Li Yuhao spoke to the general manager, he saw an idol coming down from the elevator. She was still wearing an evening dress. At a glance, he knew that she had stayed here last night. But Li Yuhao couldn't remember the name of this idol, and it seemed that it was nine or something.

The general manager also followed Li Yuhao's gaze and saw the woman dressed very y-stained, he just smiled and took out the room card of the presidential suite and pushed it to Li Yuhao. "Sir, please get your room card."

"Oh, oh, thank you. If the hotel needs my personal information, call Li Fuzhen. She has my personal information. Uncle, I have opened a room, let's go up." At this time, the uncle happened to come in and walked towards Li Yuhao. After Li Yuhao's voice, everyone in the hall laughed, because the last sentence I have opened a room, so it sounds too ambiguity when we go up.

When Li Yuhao saw the expressions of others, he seemed to understand. He smiled awkwardly and went to the room with the uncle. There was no need to open another room when he opened a presidential suite. Anyway, there was a guest room for the uncle to live in.

When the elevator was up, there were only uncles and Li Yuhao. At this time, Li Yuhao began to cynically say, "I saw an idol who was dressed very revealingly from the hotel. I could tell at a glance that it was not a good thing. Can you really do anything to get ahead? Including your own body? It's really dirty and disgusting."

"Young Master, don't think too much. You are not a savior. Maybe they are helpless. After all, if there is a way out, they would not choose to use this method to seek shortcuts."

"Hehe Uncle, this word is good, helpless? Hehe, there are indeed too many helplessness in life. If you push everything to helplessness, isn't it too unfair for those who live seriously? Is it really that important to become famous? It's important to make yourself willingly give up your dignity?"

The uncle listened but shook his head, "Young Master, you have never suffered. You don't understand the powerless but helplessness in the world. No one will willingly choose to fall into depravity. Don't look down on anyone without understanding us."

"Is that true? I don't understand? Hahaha, Uncle Pei, forget it, you go and open a room by yourself. I want to be a Jingjing, maybe I am too sensitive."

"Uh, okay." The uncle had to choose not to argue about Li Yuhao's sudden nervousness. Because in his eyes, Li Yuhao is a young master who has no worries about food and clothing and does not know the suffering of the world. Every time Li Yuhao is cynical and doesn't like it here and there, and he wants to take care of other people's affairs. Li Yuhao's angry youth model has a very headache for the uncle.

When he arrived at the floor of the presidential suite, Li Yuhao took the room card and left the elevator alone, and said coldly to the uncle without turning his head back, "You can take the elevator down to register by yourself, don't have to follow me. You ask Gao Yang to bring me two sets of clothes. By the way, I have forgotten about ordering the restaurant in the evening. Remember to give me some instructions."

After saying that, Li Yuhao walked directly towards the room number. It was not until the elevator door closed that the uncle sighed and shook his head.

After Li Yuhao entered the luxurious presidential suite, he went directly to the bathroom to take a shower. The hotel's general manager called Li Fuzhen by phone. "Chairman, the young man who came to the hotel last time came, and he checked in the presidential suite."

"Oh? President Li is here to our hotel? I know, after listening to his dispatch, the service must be stressful, don't let him find fault."

Li Fuzhen's heavy sensation must have actually expressed that she would give him first-class service focus, which made Li Yuhao feel at home. Of course, this is also the service purpose of many hotels.

However, when the manager of the hotel heard Li Fu's stress, he suddenly recalled the look when Li Yuhao saw a woman wearing a fairly y at the front desk. He finally understood that most of the rich guys didn't know that nightclub last night and had fun all night. Maybe he was drunk and left in the club, so he didn't eat. He came to the hotel early this morning to relieve his fire.
Chapter completed!