Yang Fei watched as Xiao Xuanya walked away, shook his head, gave a bitter smile, and entered the villa.

Inside the villa, Zhang Lifang was wearing a pink nightgown, lazily reclining on the sofa like a napping cat.

In recent months, Zhang Lifang hadn't done a thing, spending her days on beauty treatments and watching soap operas.

However, owning shares in Yalan International and Lanting Hotel had turned her into a billionaire, with her wealth rising alongside the company's expanding scale.

Fate is an extremely mysterious thing; some work hard all their lives, yet might never accumulate significant wealth.

Yet by simply making one choice, Zhang Lifang unknowingly became a billionaire.

Thus, choice is more important than hard work.

Yang Fei looked at the radiant Zhang Lifang, sneaked up behind her, and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Zhang Lifang trembled all over, turned around, and upon seeing Yang Fei, she was both surprised and delighted.

Yang Fei chuckled, picked up Zhang Lifang, and smoothly carried her upstairs to the second floor, tossing her onto her big bed.

Zhang Lifang was at an age where a woman needs nurturing, having no resistance to Yang Fei.

And Yang Fei was equally defenseless against this stunning, water-dripping beauty.

Just after Yang Fei and Zhang Lifang finished, his phone rang.

Yang Fei picked it up and saw it was Liu Chan calling.

"Brother Fei... Master, I heard you're back? I want to see you!"

Liu Chan was already the General Manager of Lanting Hotel, a star entrepreneur in the business circle this year.

Yet when speaking to Yang Fei, her speech still involuntarily carried a hint of a girl's coquettishness.

Yang Fei was somewhat concerned for his female disciple, wondering how her illness has been all this time?

Thinking about the inexplicable mark on Liu Chan's back, Yang Fei felt a bit uneasy.

He glanced at his watch; it was four o'clock in the afternoon.

And after their romp, Zhang Lifang was exhausted and had fallen asleep.

Listening to Liu Chan's cautious voice, Yang Fei smiled slightly.

"Alright, I'll come over and find you now, and check your Kung Fu while I'm at it."

Liu Chan immediately lit up, and her voice became much louder.

"Great! I'm at the Lanting Hotel headquarters, I'll treat Master to dinner later."

Yang Fei chuckled: "Okay, let's dine at the headquarters' western restaurant."

Over ten minutes later, Yang Fei arrived at Lanting Hotel headquarters and was about to enter when two security guards stopped him.

"Sir, please show your room card."

The two guards were wearing Changfeng Security Company uniforms, dark blue suits.

Their suit collars equipped with wireless earpieces, they looked very formidable, yet unfamiliar, clearly newcomers.

Yang Fei hadn't been to Lanting Hotel for over a month, so it was normal for newcomers not to recognize him.

And the Tianzi Room at Lanting Hotel is a security room, where anyone staying there is overseen by Changfeng Security Company for personal safety.

Thus, it was normal for the guards to stop Yang Fei.

Yang Fei wasn't upset, glanced at the front desk, and found they had also replaced it with newcomers.

Two pure, water-like girls looked at him with curiosity and a bit of wariness.

This left Yang Fei no choice but to speak politely.

"I have urgent matters, looking for your General Manager Liu Chan, not a guest here."

The two guards suspiciously scrutinized Yang Fei, and a girl at the front desk stood up.

She walked up to Yang Fei and politely asked: "Sir, do you have an appointment?"

"If you don't have an appointment, we recommend registering first and waiting for Director Liu's notification."

Yang Fei didn't expect that in just a few months, Liu Chan's status had undergone such a radical change; meeting her required an appointment in advance.

However, Yang Fei thought about it and understood.

The current Lanting Hotel was flourishing, and Liu Chan's status had changed drastically.

She was busy; if anyone could see her, how busy would she become?

The girl saw Yang Fei's expression and realized he had no appointment, kindly reminding him.

"Sir, you can register at the front desk, leaving your name and contact details, we'll notify you promptly."

"However, Director Liu has been quite busy lately; the wait might be around half a month."

Yang Fei couldn't help but laugh, pulled out his phone, only to find it had run out of power.

Helplessly smiling, he lazily pulled out a cigarette.

"Your Director Liu is an acquaintance of mine, please tell her I'm waiting for her in the lobby."

Yang Fei said as he pulled out a lighter, just about to light up when the guards stopped him.

"Sir, sorry, smoking isn't allowed here."

Yang Fei was taken aback, grudgingly stuffed the cigarette back into the pack, and sat on the guest sofa in the lobby.

"Alright, I'll wait for Director Liu here."

The two receptionists and two guards suspiciously looked at Yang Fei.

This man was wearing baggy military shorts, flip-flops, and a military green undershirt.

And his cigarette was just a ten-yuan Red River, no less.

This kind of person, could he really have Director Liu personally come down to meet him?

Lanting Hotel was Yannan City's only five-star hotel, well-known.

Guests here were wealthy, cultivating a discerning eye for the two receptionists.

From their perspective, this kind of person shouldn't have any association with the millionaire Director Liu.

Could he be a fraud?

The two guards looked at Yang Fei, wondering too.

However, good professional conduct kept the two receptionists maintaining polite smiles as they connected with Liu Chan's secretary.

Liu Chan's secretary clearly wasn't happy after hearing from the receptionists.

"Don't bother Director Liu with everything; she's waiting for an important person."

"If Director Liu's task is delayed, I can't bear her blame, and neither can you."

The receptionist was startled by the secretary's tone and agreed timidly.

After scolding the receptionists, the secretary casually asked.

"By the way, what's that person's name daring to ask Director Liu to come down and meet him, such guts!"

Yang Fei hadn't registered; the receptionist didn't know his name.

She covered the phone, asked Yang Fei from afar: "Sir, what's your name?"

"Yang Fei."

Yang Fei, craving a cigarette and feeling sleepy, lazily replied.

With one hand, he pulled out a cigarette packet, planning to smoke outside the hotel.

The receptionist reported Yang Fei's name into the phone, then there was silence on the other end.

A long time passed before the secretary let out a scream like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, frantic.

"Ah, Director Yang is here, why didn't you say so earlier!"

From the phone came rapid footsteps.

The secretary clearly sprinted, shouting into the phone while running.

"Take Director Yang upstairs; Director Liu's been waiting for him for so long."

Everyone heard the secretary's loud voice through the phone.

The two guards and two receptionists, all shocked, stared at Yang Fei.

This guy dressed like a homeless man was actually the one who founded the hotel, Director Yang?

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