Can you be called a rich man if you don’t indulge yourself?

Chapter 55: Brother Zhan Gao, are you defeated?
As usual, the room manager took Gu Heng on a tour of the chairman's suite and introduced him to the facilities in the room.

After the room manager left, Gu Heng stretched out his body leisurely, and stood in front of the French window, looking down at the city that had made him struggle for so long.
As the sky gradually darkens, the neon lights around the Qiantang River are all brilliant.
Seeing this scene, Gu Heng did not have too much emotion. Instead, he took out his mobile phone, took a quick photo of the scenery outside the window, and then casually took a few photos of the facilities in the room.

“I didn’t realize the beauty of Hangzhou before because I didn’t stand high enough.”

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Comfortable.
He has not yet evolved into those big guys, he just simply regards luxury as personal enjoyment
For him, there is enjoyment, but it is only part of it.

If you stay in a hotel that costs 8000 yuan a night and don't go there to show off your wealth or act cool, what's the difference between that and not staying there?

Probably because I have been showing off a lot in the past few days, this time my circle of friends responded very quickly
Fengzi: "Stop stealing pictures and pretending to be cool all day long. Come back here as soon as possible."

First Blood Plunderer (First Love): "You are more childish now than before. At least you wouldn't do such a low-level thing before."

Mom: "Son, have you changed your job again? It's too dangerous to clean windows at this height. Don't do it anymore. If you don't have money, tell me and I'll ask your dad to transfer it to you."

The group of people who are most familiar to me would never even think that I, who used to be as mediocre as myself in their eyes, would suddenly transform and become the superior person they envy.
Even his mother, although she didn't think that he was stealing pictures to show off like them, but when she saw Gu Heng in such a luxurious room, she didn't think that this house had any connection with Gu Heng. She just thought that she had changed her job to clean windows.
Looking at the comments appearing one after another under his circle of friends, Gu Heng smiled carefreely, then turned off the screen of his phone and fell heavily on the soft sofa.
He had no intention of proving himself.
This is so low level.
When I appear in front of them in this state, I don't need to say anything. The truth will prove everything for Gu Heng, no matter how difficult it is for them to accept this result.
Is it vulgar?
Maybe a little.

But isn’t the purpose of life to save face?

To put it another way, if you don't return home when you are rich and powerful, it's like walking in the night in fine clothes. Isn't this a bit more high-class?

Before Gu Heng could close his eyes and rest for a while, the phone rang. After closing his eyes and answering it, a pleasant and familiar voice came from the other end of the line.

"Brother Zhan Gao, are you back in Hangzhou?"

"???"

"Brother Zhan Gao, why are you silent? Are you losing your defense?"

Listening to Lin Jiayun's barbell-like laughter, Gu Heng suppressed the urge to hang up the phone and said, "It's okay, I'll hang up now."

"No, no, no! I just saw you posted on WeChat Moments, so I came to ask if you've returned to Hangzhou. Brother Gu, you shouldn't be so stingy, right? You wouldn't get upset just because of a joke, right? "

"Red exclamation mark warning once."

"Okay, okay, tell me quickly whether you have returned to Hangzhou?"

After changing into a comfortable lying position again, Gu Heng said "hmm" to the phone.

"Send me the location. Jingjing and I just got off work and have nowhere to go, so we'll go to your place and play for a while."

After listening to Lin Jiayun's words, Gu Heng slowly opened his narrowed eyes.
Such a big room would be a bit monotonous if there were no beauties to decorate it.

"Okay, I'll send you the location and room number via WeChat."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without hesitation and sent the location and room number to Lin Jiayun on WeChat. In order to ensure that the embarrassment of eating hot pot in the villa last time would not happen again, Gu Heng used the landline to call the front desk and reiterated again and again before walking into the bathroom with peace of mind.
20 minute later.

Gu Heng had just come out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel when he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

With a click, the door was pushed open.

It’s still the room manager named Chen.

"Mr. Gu, your friend has been brought here."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Jiayun came in carelessly, looking at the layout of the room with curiosity, bumped into Gu Heng's arm and said, "I said the room number you sent me just now was wrong, 1111. It turns out to be the presidential suite."

Compared to Lin Jiayun's jumpiness, He Jing seemed much more normal. She thanked the housekeeping manager before walking into the room.

Seeing that both women had gone in, the room manager glanced at Gu Heng with envy, then gently closed the door.
He had seen many men staying in the Chairman's Suite with women, but he had rarely seen two at a time, and they were so beautiful.
As the housekeeping manager left, Lin Jiayun became more relaxed. She took off her coat, jumped onto the sofa and called out to He Jing: "Jingjing, come and take some photos for me. I'll have the material for my Weibo post tomorrow~"

Gu Heng originally wanted to ask He Jing about buying a house.

After all, among the people I know in Hangzhou, the one who is most enthusiastic about buying a house is this woman in front of me.
But seeing He Jing taking out her cell phone to take a photo of Lin Jiayun, she swallowed her words again, then walked to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of drink with English letters written on it, and leaned against the refrigerator door to admire it.

As a professional internet celebrity, He Jing's photography skills are beyond doubt.
In just a few minutes, I took more than a dozen photos.
Watching the two chattering about it, the bored Gu Heng crossed his legs and fell on the sofa, watching Tik Tok.
But before he finished watching the first video, Lin Jiayun fell beside him, smelling of perfume.

"Gu Heng, come and help me pick one to post on Weibo tomorrow."

Gu Heng took a sip of his drink, glanced at it, and pointed to one at random: "This is it."

Although she knew that Gu Heng was just trying to please her, Lin Jiayun was still very satisfied.

"Really? I think this one is great too! You have good taste!"

After saying that, she patted Gu Heng's shoulder with a look of satisfaction and continued, "Since you have such good taste, your sister Jia will treat you to dinner today!"

As he said that, he stood up and returned the phone to He Jing, then opened the food delivery app on his phone. Just as he was about to order, he suddenly thought of something, looked around and joked, "This is my first time ordering food delivery in the presidential suite. Mr. Gu shouldn't mind, right?"

Seeing her like this, Gu Heng shook his head helplessly, stood up and said, "You've become a picky eater and can't get used to takeout. Let's just go to the restaurant downstairs to eat."

He Jing heard this and remembered that she had spent 17 yuan on a hot pot meal a few days ago, so she quickly stopped him and said, "Just let Jia Jia order some takeout and eat casually, why go to a restaurant?"

She is different from Lin Jiayun.
Lin Jiayun could accept Gu Heng's generosity with a clear conscience, but she couldn't. She always felt like she was receiving something for nothing. If it happened a few more times, she estimated that she would not be able to pay it back.
But Gu Heng ignored her words and walked directly towards the clothes rack, saying as he walked: "The room manager just told me that the Chairman Suite has a 3000 yuan meal free quota, which will be refreshed the next day. Why not eat it?
Let the hotel earn 3000 yuan from me for nothing?"

(End of this chapter)