Dynasty Hotel was the kind of establishment that wasn't very tall but occupied a vast area. The fountain in front alone was nearly half the size of a basketball court.
Everyone they encountered along the way treated Song Ying with extraordinary respect. For Luo Qiu, who understood the local language, that was enough to determine the relationship between Dynasty Hotel and the Song Family.
"This hotel is a chain under Song Dynasty Group. This is the main branch." Song Ying spoke indifferently. "You should know what Song Dynasty means from the name. It's the Song Family's business."
"Are you planning to show me around the Song Family's businesses?" Luo Qiu looked around.
Even though it was the middle of the night, there still seemed to be quite a few vehicles coming and going. Most of them were luxury cars, and the guests were clearly either rich or powerful.
"Not at all." Song Ying answered directly. "We've more or less toured the place along the way. Now it's my work time. Because of you, I could only start working this late today."
"I'm really sorry." Luo Qiu apologized.
At that moment, three men—one in front and two behind—hurried toward Song Ying. Song Ying pointed at the man leading them. "This is Ortas, the general manager of this hotel."
"Miss Sakura." Ortas nodded at Song Ying, then looked suspiciously at the young man beside her.
In the general manager's impression, the little princess of the Song Family rarely had male companions by her side. Moreover, his clothes looked... rather ordinary.
However, anyone the Song Family's little princess brought along was not someone he dared underestimate. "Miss Sakura, may I ask who this gentleman is?"
"Don't mind him. He came with me." Song Ying waved her hand and strode into the hotel. "There's