The other people at the table also looked at Nan Jingyou.

Nan Jingyou smiled slightly and said, "Yes, brother. I will leave the box in about half an hour."

Nan Jinghe nodded to indicate that he understood. Knowing that his brother might have important things to do, he did not ask any further questions.

When the others heard this, they felt it was boring and turned their eyes away, starting to chat with the people next to them.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door of the box, and then it was slowly pushed open.

The person who came was a woman in a black uniform. As soon as she entered the door, she asked the waiter behind her to serve three bottles of red wine to each of the two tables.

Feng Minghui frowned upon seeing this and asked, "Hello, did you enter the wrong box? Our drinks have been served, and these are not what we ordered."

He recognized the red wine on the table. It was produced by a world-famous winery, and this bottle on the table cost at least one hundred thousand.

Six bottles cost 600,000 yuan. Although he had some money, he still couldn't accept spending hundreds of thousands on a meal.

When the woman in uniform heard Feng Minghui's words, she immediately smiled and replied, "Don't worry, sir. This wine is free for everyone to drink, and it was ordered by our general manager."

Feng Minghui was even more confused. He asked, "Can I know why your general manager wants to give us wine?"

The uniformed woman still smiled and said respectfully, "The general manager just said that there is someone very important to him in the box, and these bottles of wine are a token of his appreciation."

"Sir, you can drink without worry. If you have no questions, I wish you all a happy meal. I won't bother you any more."

Seeing that Feng Minghui didn't ask her any more questions, she politely left with the waiter, leaving everyone in the box looking at each other in bewilderment.

Someone at the table also recognized the red wine and his heart began to beat wildly.

He was shocked and said, "Mr. Feng, this wine is the Cabernet Sauvignon red wine from Heideberg Estate. Now a bottle of wine costs nearly 11 Chinese Yuan on the market."

When these words were spoken, everyone except Nan Jingyou and Feng Minghui gasped.

There are six bottles of wine in the private room, which means more than 600,000 yuan. Their annual salary added up is not even that much.

Then there was another round of flattery.

"Mr. Feng, the important person the general manager mentioned must be you. You are really amazing. Even the general manager of the hotel is so respectful to you."

"Yes, Mr. Feng, you booked the room. The general manager of this hotel must have given you such an expensive bottle of wine out of respect for you."

"..."

After someone brought the wine and heard what the uniformed woman said, Nan Jingyou roughly guessed the whole story. Now, hearing these people mindlessly praising Feng Minghui, he just found it a little funny.

But he didn't plan to remind him, he wanted to see how Feng Minghui would respond.

When Feng Minghui heard this, he frowned and thought for a while. After a while, he didn't know what he was thinking about, but his brows suddenly relaxed.

Then he smiled and said, "Everyone misunderstood. The person just now might not be talking about me. I guess the person the hotel general manager really knows should be my dad."

"Because I reserved the box with my dad's membership card, and his name was also on it, the general manager must have thought that the person in the box was my dad, so he gave us some wine."

Everyone suddenly realized what was going on and immediately said, "It seems that your father is really capable. Even the general manager of the hotel has to give him face."

Feng Minghui was flattered by the praise, and the depression he had just felt after being hit by Nan Jingyou disappeared in an instant. At this moment, he became that arrogant person again.

Nan Jingyou shook his head with a smile, ignoring these people and just focusing on eating the food that You Che picked for him.

About half an hour later, Nan Jingyou and his three companions had finished their meal and were now sitting down to rest, waiting for the person Nan Jingyou mentioned to come and see him.

The others were still talking, some of them had blushes on their faces, and the six bottles of the most expensive red wine on the table had long been finished, only the wine ordered by Feng Minghui had a lot left.

Just after half an hour, there was a knock on the door of the box. A man in a dark blue suit came in. He looked to be about forty years old. He had a tall and straight figure and a solemn face.

As soon as he entered the door, he locked his eyes on Nan Jingyou, and then strode towards Nan Jingyou.

When he was only three steps away from Nan Jingyou, he nodded slightly and said, "Hello, boss. I am the general manager of Genting Hotel. Welcome to visit the hotel."

"I just had six bottles of Heideburg red wine delivered. I wonder if the boss and your friends enjoyed the wine?"

Boom! He Jianshu's words made Feng Minghui pale, and the other students couldn't help but feel embarrassed for Feng Minghui and themselves.

After all this time, it turns out that this wine was given because of Nan Jingyou's face!

The most important thing is that the general manager actually calls Nan Jingyou boss. Could it be that this hotel also belongs to Nan Jingyou?

Not only the students were surprised, Nan Jinghe was also confused.

However, he did not ask in front of so many people, but gave Nan Jingyou a puzzled look.

Nan Jingyou knew what his brother wanted to ask, and in order to clear up the doubts of his classmates, he took the initiative to admit: "I am the owner of this hotel."

Nan Jinghe seemed to accept this fact quickly and didn't ask any more questions.

Manager Zhao, however, didn't know what he was thinking of, and gave Nan Jinghe a look of pity.

But Nan Jinghe didn't notice it.

After Nan Jingyou finished speaking, he stood up and said to Feng Minghui and the other students, "Everyone can rest in the box for a while. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Oh, by the way, today's meal is free. Consider it your birthday present to Minghui."

He turned to look at He Jianshu again, "Manager He, let's go, take us to have a look around the hotel."

Manager He quickly agreed and walked in front to lead the way, with Nan Jingyou and the other three following behind.

After the people left, the originally quiet atmosphere in the box immediately became noisy.

However, all the topics revolved around Nan Jingyou, and only Feng Minghui sat slumped in his chair with a dejected look on his face.

After Nan Jingyou and his companions left the box, Manager He first took them on a tour of the hotel.

Then he took people to the top floor of the hotel.

"Boss, the top floor is a super luxurious suite built specifically for the hotel owner. It not only has an office area, but also living and entertainment facilities. Next time you come to stay at the hotel, just go directly to the exclusive suite on the top floor."

Manager He introduced as he walked.

When they arrived at the top floor, Manager Zhao was the first to exclaim, "This luxury is comparable to the palace of an oil country."

Manager He smiled and explained: "The design of the top floor suite was indeed inspired by the oil country's royal palace, because the previous boss was a person who loved luxury, and the design concept he requested at the time was to highlight luxury."

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