Such a Huge Industry

Thinking about it this way, Zhang Yang realized that this trip to Hangzhou would actually be quite busy.

Now that he had decided to go to Hangzhou, he didn't plan to waste any more time and wanted to get things done as soon as possible.

As for Xiang Xiaotian's matter, it became something that happened incidentally.

Just consider it helping a friend.

Early the next morning, Zhang Yang drove his Cullinan directly to OCT Suhe Creek Bay.

Then, outside the residential compound, he called Xiang Xiaotian.

"Oh? Brother Zhang, you've arrived? Why don't you come up? I'll be a while longer." Xiang Xiaotian's voice sounded cheerful. "I'll have my auntie pick you up."

"Go up? Okay, that works too." Zhang Yang agreed.

Anyway, Xiang Xiaotian has a housekeeper, so it wouldn't be too abrupt for him to go up there.

He parked his car on the side of the road, waited for someone, and smoked a cigarette.

Before he could finish his cigarette, he saw a woman in her thirties, dressed and with a good demeanor, walk out of the gate and look around.

Then, seeing Zhang Yang, he walked straight over.

"Is this the housekeeper at Xiang Xiaotian's house?" Zhang Yang stubbed out his cigarette.

These days, wealthy families have high standards for housekeepers; it's not just about cooking. Housekeepers who are educated, cultured, have good taste, can drive, and can cook all sorts of delicious dishes are the most sought-after.

Holding various certifications for their jobs is now standard practice.

Of course, the salary is not low either. Those live-in nannies who can do everything can basically be paid several thousand or even tens of thousands of yuan.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhang?" the woman asked as she approached.

"Right, Xiang Xiaotian isn't awake yet, is she?" Zhang Yang asked casually.

Upon hearing this, the woman couldn't help but smile. "You guessed right, Miss... I did just get up and am still putting on makeup."

"Makeup, okay, no wonder." Zhang Yang glanced down at the time and suddenly realized.

Afterwards, he and Xiang Xiaotian's aunt walked into OCT Suhe Creek Bay, a residential complex that includes two 150-meter-tall skyscrapers, once hailed as the tallest residential buildings in Puxi.

In terms of location, it boasts panoramic views of the Bund Lujiazui River, and is also adjacent to the Bulgari Hotel, making it quite advantageous.

Of course, with prices ranging from 180 to 300 square meters and often reaching tens of millions, it's fair to say that the price reflects its location.

Xiang Xiaotian's house happens to be located on a high floor, offering an unobstructed view.

A moment later, the aunt gently opened the door to Xiang Xiaotian's 300-square-meter apartment.

"Brother Zhang, have you arrived?"

Inside the house, Xiang Xiaotian walked out of her room in her pajamas and slippers, and as soon as she saw Zhang Yang, she ran over to him with great joy.

"No way." Zhang Yang looked at the situation and had a premonition.

Sure enough, the next second, Xiang Xiaotian opened her arms and gave him an incredibly warm hug.

The aunt standing nearby watched this scene with undisguised surprise in her eyes.

As a woman, she had a keen eye. At least in her opinion, Xiang Xiaotian's hug, besides the enthusiasm of seeing each other again, also contained the joy of a girl seeing her sweetheart.

Could this person be...?

Looking at the tall, handsome figure before her, she was initially surprised, but then felt it was only natural.

They're a good match.

Zhang Yang felt a warm sensation Xiang Xiaotian hugged him tightly.

"Brother Zhang, welcome to my home."

"Hmm, you... haven't changed out of your pajamas yet?" Zhang Yang looked down at Xiang Xiaotian was wearing loose pajamas, and... her bra was completely visible. He subconsciously put his arm Xiang Xiaotian's waist.

Upon hearing this, Xiang Xiaotian looked down and her cheeks flushed slightly.

"I got up a little late... Brother Zhang, have you had breakfast? I'll have Auntie make you some."

The auntie standing nearby chimed in, "Mr. Zhang, I made egg pancakes this morning and also cooked some black glutinous rice porridge. Would you like a bowl? Or I also have some shrimp and corn wontons that I just made last night. Would you like to try some?"

"I've already eaten, so I won't trouble you, Auntie." Zhang Yang politely declined, then patted Xiang Xiaotian's lower back.

"Go put on your makeup."

"Okay, Brother Zhang, feel free to wander around. I'm going to get my makeup done." Xiang Xiaotian nodded gently, reluctantly letting go of his hand, and went to get her makeup done.

Zhang Yang stood inside the house and casually looked around.

A space of 300 square meters is quite large, and the decoration is also very high-quality. Standing in the living room and looking out from the balcony, you can see the entire Lujiazui skyline, offering an excellent view.

After looking him over, Zhang Yang sat down and waited.

After all, it's someone else's home, so it's not appropriate to wander around too much.

As soon as he sat down, the aunt next to him hurriedly brought him washed fruit, showing great attentiveness.

With nothing to do, Zhang Yang took out his phone to do some research on houses in Hangzhou.

Wulin No. 1 needs no introduction; it's a long-established luxury residence in Hangzhou, situated on the north side of Wulin Square, where land is incredibly valuable, and enjoys a prime location with access to the Wulin business district and West Lake Cultural Square.

There's also the renowned, long-established villa district, Nine Creeks Rose Garden.

The largest of these properties covers several thousand square meters, includes a swimming pool, lawn, and garden, and costs hundreds of millions of yuan. Even now, he can't afford it.

Alternatively, the Cloud Rest Rose Garden by West Lake.

Alternatively, the traditional Chinese courtyard houses in Greentown Peach Blossom Spring Garden, which embody the beauty of the East, are also quite nice. For just over 100 million yuan, you could buy a large-scale one. Inside, there are artificial mountains and lakes, creating a world of its own. It gives you the feeling that you'd feel lonely if you didn't marry ten or eight wives.

As for the conflicting opinions about whether the package is worthwhile or not, Zhang Yang believes that its existence is its own justification.

It's not like ordinary people buying essential goods, having to consider this and that.

For someone like him, buying a house is all about personal preference; if he likes it, that's enough. After all, money can't buy what you truly love.

As I was studying it, I heard footsteps beside me.

Zhang Yang looked up and immediately saw Xiang Xiaotian had just finished putting on makeup and changing clothes.

"Brother Zhang, does it look good?" Xiang Xiaotian, dressed in a white strapless dress, deliberately twirled in front of Zhang Yang, looking both lively and elegant.

"Not bad." Zhang Yang nodded, offering generous praise.

"If Brother Zhang thinks it looks good, then it definitely looks good." Xiang Xiaotian happily stepped forward and affectionately hugged Zhang Yang's arm. "Then, Brother Zhang, shall we go?"

"Alright." Zhang Yang looked at Xiang Xiaotian, who was hugging his arm and standing very close to him, with a slightly helpless expression, and didn't bother to stop her.

A moment later, the two went out together and downstairs, preparing to set off for Magic City.

Inside the car, Zhang Yang sat in the passenger seat and had just fastened his seatbelt.

Suddenly, without any warning, Xiang Xiaotian leaned over and kissed Zhang Yang on the cheek without thinking.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Yang touched his face, then looked at Xiang Xiaotian's lips, wondering if he had her lipstick mark on them.

"Let's build some chemistry beforehand." Xiang Xiaotian smiled triumphantly. "We can't be awkward kissing in front of my dad, can we? It'll look like we're faking it. If he finds out we're faking it, I'm doomed."

"Okay, whatever makes you happy." Zhang Yang simply went to Xiang Xiaotian.

Around 8 a. m., Zhang Yang set off for Hangzhou by car, a journey that took about two and a half hours.

Along the way, Zhang Yang naturally chatted with Xiang Xiaotian quite a bit.

"Your parents don't come to this house often, do they?"

"My dad rarely comes, but my mom often comes on weekends, and she cooks for me every weekend." Xiang Xiaotian said with immense happiness about this simple thing, "My mom is so good to me, she never rushes me."

Xiang Xiaotian was talking, she suddenly looked at Zhang Yang curiously, "Brother Zhang, will your parents urge you to get married?"

"Are you kidding me? I'm twenty-five today. Even if I get married at thirty or thirty-five, that's perfectly normal, isn't it?" Zhang Yang said with a smile. "Besides, I might not even need to get married."

Marriage has never been a necessity for him, especially not for him now.

Anyway, Zhang Yang doesn't have any plans to get married yet. As for children? He can have them even if he's not married; it's never a contradiction.

"Not getting married? Then I won't get married either," Xiang Xiaotian muttered to herself.

Zhang Yang blinked, feeling as if he was unknowingly leading the children astray.

Around 11 a. m., the two arrived in Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province.

Zhang Yang lowered the car window, slowed down, and drove slowly along Qingchun Road by West Lake, enjoying the breeze and local customs of Hangzhou.

On this trip, he planned to first take Xiang Xiaotian to their family's hotel, the Junlan Hotel, located on the West Lake.

Actually, calling it their hotel isn't entirely accurate.

After all, the Junlan Hotel was very expensive to build, with an initial investment of nearly one billion yuan. It had many shareholders, Xiang Xiaotian's family could only be considered one of the top shareholders in the hotel.

However, since the major shareholder invests but does not participate in management, the hotel is currently ostensibly managed by Xiang Xiaotian's father.

"Every time I come back, I don't like staying at home. I prefer to stay in a lake-view suite with a terrace on the top floor of the Junlan Hotel." Xiang Xiaotian looked out the window. "I love the feeling of waking up in the morning and opening the window to embrace the morning breeze of West Lake."

"Would it be helpful to mention your name if I went to stay there?" Zhang Yang asked with a smile.

"It might... maybe it will work a little." Xiang Xiaotian nodded her chin. "Or, you could just mention my dad's name; it'll definitely help. I always mention my dad's membership card anyway."

"Let's forget about it." Zhang Yang shook his head.

He's still signing up? After all, he owns a five-star hotel in Hangzhou worth 1.5 billion yuan, and he's not even a shareholder; he's the sole owner.

Why not just give your name at your own hotel and get a stay in the best presidential suite?

"Brother Zhang, would you like to... live with me?" Xiang Xiaotian suddenly chuckled and gently hugged Zhang Yang's arm. "The suite I usually stay in is huge."

Zhang Yang glanced at Xiang Xiaotian's seemingly joking but actually somewhat serious expression, and shook his head with a chuckle.

"How about this, I'll take you to the hotel first. I happen to have some business in Hangzhou. Will we make up later?"

"Is that so? Aren't we going to have a meal together?" Xiang Xiaotian asked quietly from the side.

"Eat? We can eat later," Zhang Yang said.

Just now, he received a system notification reminding him that the ownership of the InterContinental Garden Hotel has been transferred.

In other words, this nearly 100,000-square-meter luxury five-star hotel with nearly 300 rooms of various sizes has now officially become his property.

He just wants to take over this 1.5 billion yuan business as soon as possible.

Only with industry can there be a foundation.

"Alright then, Brother Zhang, I'll go first. Remember to come!" Xiang Xiaotian gently squeezed Zhang Yang's hand and said with a hint of worry.

"Don't worry, I'll keep my promise." Zhang Yang smiled and reached out to pinch Xiang Xiaotian's cheek.

A moment later, the Cullinan up outside the Junlan Hotel.

Xiang Xiaotian gently got up, thought for a moment, and then kissed Zhang Yang on the cheek again.

This time, Zhang Yang neither dodged nor avoided the warmth on his cheek.

Let's go.

Xiang Xiaotian quietly got out of the car and stood by the roadside.

Zhang Yang didn't linger. He rolled down the car window, waved, and drove off.

Outside the InterContinental Garden Hotel on the banks of the Qiantang River.

Zhang Yang parked his car, got out, and looked up at the impressive building in front of him, a blend of tradition and Dornbracht, admiring it for a while.

If it were an unrelated hotel, he would just glance at it and move on, not paying any attention. But this one was, after all, his own property. Standing in front of his own property and appreciating it properly gave him a completely different feeling.

"Xiang Xiaotian likes to sit and watch the West Lake, so does that mean I'm sitting and watching the clouds drift by, listening to the flowers bloom and fade, and letting the Qiantang River rise and fall with its tides?"

Zhang Yang chuckled softly and walked towards the hotel.

Stepping into the hotel lobby, you are greeted by a traditional Chinese courtyard design with three entrances and two corridors, featuring a grand and imposing style that exudes sophistication.

He didn't give any advance notice before he came.

It wasn't that he wanted to launch a surprise attack; it was mainly that he forgot.

Zhang Yang glanced in the direction of the front desk, preparing to go over and have the front desk inform them directly.

"Here, you do it like this..." On the road, a woman in a hotel uniform, who looked like the lobby manager, was instructing the staff.

Zhang Yang happened to pass by and heard her soft voice explaining the details of her work in a clear and organized manner, so he couldn't help but stop and watch her for a while.

Yes, judging from the nameplate on his chest, this is indeed the lobby manager.

"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?" The lobby manager smiled and looked over, seemingly noticing Zhang Yang's gaze.

"I'd like to see your General Manager Yu. Could you help me get in touch with him? Just tell him my surname is Zhang," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

The "General Manager Yu" he mentioned is Yu Kaili, the GM of this hotel.

"Ah? Looking for our General Manager Yu?" The lobby manager was slightly taken aback and quickly took a closer look at the gentleman in front of him.

That exceptional aura, those looks, and even the tone of his voice...

Could it be some important client?

"Mr. Zhang, please wait a moment. By the way, please have a seat." The lobby manager, not daring to be negligent, quickly led Zhang Yang to a nearby rest area with a beaming smile. "I'll call you right away."

Zhang Yang nodded and sat down on the sofa in the rest area.

Then he saw the lobby manager walk to the side and make a phone call.

I could vaguely see that the person said "yes" several times in a row, but I couldn't tell what they asked her.

After the phone call ended, Zhang Yang saw the lobby manager jog to pour tea, then come straight over and bow down in front of him.

"Mr. Zhang, please have some tea first. Our General Manager Yu will be downstairs now."

"Thank you." Zhang Yang took the tea and looked up to see what the lobby manager's name was.

"Mr. Zhang, my name is Qu Shanshan. You can just call me Xiao Qu. Please feel free to ask me anything." Qu Shanshan introduced herself before Zhang Yang could even ask.