Wang Yan originally thought that today's dinner was a private meeting, but he had thought too much.
He excitedly came to the Ritz-Carlton Hotel only to find that today was the celebration party of those before him.
Then, it was meaningless.
The young master pursed his lips: with less than 300 million box office earnings, you two actually have the nerve to hold a celebration party?
When he saw the media crew in the banquet hall, Wang Yan turned around and left.
The young master did not want to waste time with these two, and he did not want to be photographed by the media.
As for An Xiaofang's official business... come here and find me!
He randomly found a waiter and asked, "Hello, what are the requirements for the VIP lounge of your hotel?"
The waiter was stunned by the question and naturally looked at Wang Yan.
The Ritz Carlton VIP Lounge was not called The VIP Lounge. In English, it was called The Ritz Carlton Club Lounge. In Chinese, it was called The Executive Lounge. Only lounges under the Shangri-La Group hotels would be directly called The VIP Lounge.
The waiter was experienced and instantly realized that Wang Yan was not a regular customer of the Ritz-Carlton.
Therefore, it was very difficult for a newly rich man to show off on high-end occasions. Basically, all high-end service industries had a large number of invisible barriers. Whether you were a worthy customer or not, a single word and action would reveal the truth.
Of course, Young Master Wang was no longer a newly rich man, so there was nothing to reveal.
Standing there, he had an astonishing aura, was calm and confident, and one did not need to look at his clothes to know that he was not an ordinary person.
The waiter smiled politely. "Sir, the executive lounge of this hotel is only available for the hotel's executive-level guest rooms and non-Marriott platinum-level members. Do you have a membership?"
Wang Yan understood. "You mean you only need to rent an executive-level room, right? Which floor is your executive lounge on?"
The waiter was a little confused.
What are you here for?
Just to borrow the executive lounge and paint the room directly?
The world of the rich was really confusing.
The waiter was stunned by Young Master Wang's imposing manner of renting a room without a word. He turned around and called for the elevator. He bowed slightly and said, "18th floor, I wish you a pleasant rest."
Young Master Wang nodded and stepped into the elevator calmly.
When he reached the 18th floor, Wang Yan frowned slightly again.
The executive lounge of the Ritz-Carlton was noisier than he had expected. There were many people, and worse, there were many children.
It was dinnertime now, and the guests who enjoyed the executive treatment filled the entire floor. It was not a good place to discuss matters.
The business of the Ritz-Carlton was really good.
As she was complaining, An Xiaofang called.
"Young Master Wang, why aren't you here yet?"
"I found the media too noisy, so I'm not going in. Is there anyone I must see?"
Wang Yan's question could be considered a euphemism, but his attitude was very tough -- if it was not serious business, he would not wait on them.
For Producer Wang, those two female celebrities were actually more curious than necessary.
There was no shortage of beautiful women to coax the young master.
Previously, he was in a good mood and was willing to join in the fun. However, when he went to the place and saw the messy scene, his interest was immediately dampened. Now, he only wanted to go back to the hotel and hug Little Liu Li to sleep.
It was said that he couldn't be willful... it was impossible not to be willful. Even the young master was willful.
An Xiaofang was rendered helpless and hurriedly said, "It's not just a few friends who want to get to know you. In addition, one of the four assistant directors has arrived today and is waiting to see you!"
He could ignore everyone else, but he had to meet his future assistant.
Wang Yan finally nodded. "Alright, I'll go upstairs and get a room. After that, you can come over directly."
An Xiaofang heaved a sigh of relief. She put down her phone and gave a wry smile to her friends.
A young lady and two ladies, all dressed up and competing with each other for beauty.
The young lady was a big secret that they had just been married for two years. She chuckled and said, "You're quite hard to please?"
Her voice was crisp and light. She no longer had the girlish feeling that Guo Xiang had, but she still did not look like a mother.
Guo Yuting smiled and did not say a word. She was very quiet.
Sister Guo was the liveliest. She giggled and asked, "Sister An, is Producer Wang really that handsome?"
"Handsome!"
An Xiaofang rubbed her temples. "He's so handsome that my head hurts!"
The Big Secret's eyes were wide open. It was as if she did not want to admit that she was old. "Why is it so troublesome? You didn't have good intentions by introducing him to Tingting!"
"Nonsense!"
An Xiaofang burst out and defended herself.
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"Tingting is older than him by more than ten years. If she wants to hook up with someone so young, she has to be willing to accept it!"
"You'll know once you've interacted with him. That guy is definitely a genius. In the future, as long as you're in this industry, there will be times when you will have to beg him."
"We're sisters, I was kind enough to pave the way for you. If you don't appreciate my kindness, then SCRAM!"
Connections were mutual. An Xiaofang had introduced the two parties to each other. Not only could she show Wang Yan her strength in the entertainment industry, but she could also express her goodwill to her three sisters. It was definitely not a casual act.
They were like shrewd people who already knew the big secret and did not take it seriously.
However, Wang Yan's act of crossing the door without entering showed his strong personality, which finally aroused their curiosity.
"Thank you, thank you so much! Sister An, you're the best! Go, go, go, let's go upstairs!"
An Xiaofang retorted angrily, "What's the rush? Senior's celebration party, how could she leave now?"
Sister Guo immediately waved her hand. "Don't worry about me. If you want to go, go ahead. I can't leave until midnight."
Producer Wang, Little Cheetah, and Little Sheep were all there. As the female lead, she couldn't take a break for a while.
An Xiaofang had originally planned to let Wang Yan enter the venue directly. She wanted to get to know the big shots in the industry and then privately chat with them.
However, she didn't expect that the young master couldn't be bothered with the so-called big shots in the entertainment industry at all. His attitude was quite unreasonable.
She had no choice but to take her leave first.
"Then you do your thing. I'll bring Muye up to take a look. Secret Tingting, are you two coming with me?"
"Yes! I want to see how handsome you are!"
Big Secret was very active. She immediately turned around and waved her hand, calling over a young man with glasses who didn't look good.
"Muye, let's go. I'll bring you to see the rich man's father!"
An Xiaofang was used to her crazy appearance. She took out her phone and dialed Wang Yan's number.
"Young Master Wang, Mi Tingting and I will go up right away. Where are you?"
Wang Yan was getting a room. Initially, he wanted to open an executive suite and have a chat in the executive lounge. When he heard that the two celebrities were coming up, he immediately changed his mind.
"Okay, wait for me to get a suite."
He turned around and asked the waiter, "Is there a presidential suite?"
"Yes, VIP. We..."
Wang Yan waved his hand and did not listen to the introduction. He turned around and said, "Bring me there."
If he chatted with the two big stars in the executive lounge, he would definitely be surrounded.
In that case, he might as well get a suite. The reception area was big enough, and the service was good enough.
The Ritz-Carlton suite was on the 19th floor. There was no door number, and there was a sign on the wall that said Ritz-Carlton Suite in English.
The price was very weird. It was 69,960 yuan.
What were they implying?
While Wang Yan was secretly laughing, the butler of the suite asked politely and cordially, "VIP, do you have any cards from the Ritz-Carlton?"
"No."Wang Yan shook his head honestly.
"Then I'll apply for a separate discount for you. Please give me your ID card and bank card."
The discount of the suite was an unspoken rule in the hotel industry. It was very rare to charge according to the marked price. Wang Yan was not surprised and took out the card from his wallet.
While he was registering, the Butler received feedback and his smile became even more enthusiastic.
"Mr. Wang, you have already automatically obtained Marriott Group's premium ambassador platinum membership through the Minsheng titanium card. You may not have logged into the mailbox in time to see our group's mail, but it doesn't matter. I will confirm the membership for you now."
"Oh? Then thank you."
Wang Yan was slightly stunned, but he accepted it calmly.
That small card had a lot of rights and benefits, and it seemed to have many membership cards from classic luxury hotels. Wang Yan did not take it seriously. He did not even remember how many houses he had.
The high-end service industry was the same everywhere. It was not unusual for them to shamelessly send members off whenever they saw a rich person.
In the end, the room fee was discounted by an unknown amount, and the entire amount was 50,000 yuan.
Don't be surprised. Sometimes the hotel was full of ordinary rooms, but the presidential suite was not booked out. The hotel would even upgrade the room to the Presidential Suite for a guest who stayed in an ordinary room for 2,000 yuan. In any case, when they had nothing to do.
In addition, the ambassador platinum membership had an additional 14% rebate in the form of points. Wang Yan could not even be bothered to calculate it.
50,000 was an hour's breathing wages, 14%.
Breathing for nine minutes?
It felt so worthless.
When Young Master Wang was signing the papers, An Xiaofang went upstairs with two celebrities and a wretched man.
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