Five Rolls-Royces drove in a line. They might have drawn attention elsewhere, but in Lika, where luxury cars were everywhere, everyone was used to it.
All five were courtesy cars sent by the Bourperly Hotel specifically to pick up guests who would soon be checking in.
The cars stopped at the hotel's main entrance, and doormen immediately came forward to open their doors and carry their luggage.
Jiang Yumiao looked at the hotel before him. Its decor was completely different from Figeta's.
If Figeta had an extravagant, exotic style, then Bourperly had an upscale, coolly minimalist artistic aesthetic.
The hotel stood in central Lika, where every inch of land cost a fortune, and was about as tall as Figeta.
According to Director Yang, Bourperly had been designed by one of the world's leading architects. Its finest suites even displayed artworks worth over a hundred million yuan as decorations.
Upon entering the lobby, they found Bourperly far more subdued than Figeta with its dazzling solid gold. The space featured dark tones, predominantly black and gold. Rippled mirror panels covered the ceiling, shimmering under the lights like water flowing overhead. Wood grain and metal dominated the feature walls, while the gray marble floor reflected a cool light.
Mu Yunzhi clearly preferred Bourperly's style, a rare look of satisfaction appearing on his face.
Yu He was grinning from ear to ear. He had already been delighted at the prospect of changing rooms, and now they had moved to such a wonderful hotel, too. He was in an excellent mood and could hardly wait to check in.
Director Yang caught the guests' expressions and curled his lips smugly. Just look at who picked this hotel.
They still had to go through the room-changing procedure. This time, Director Yang did not go to elaborate lengths