After the meal, Chen Lin led the group out of the restaurant.
"Auntie, there's only one guest room left at the old house. I've booked rooms for you at the best guesthouse in the village, so you can get some rest first," Chen Lin explained with a smile.
Chen Muyao nodded, her voice full of affection and approval. "Just arrange things however you think best, Xiao Lin. Don't spend too much."
As they talked, the group arrived at the entrance of a guesthouse decorated in an elegant, traditional style.
The guesthouse was called Osmanthus Jiangnan. Its modest entrance exuded understated luxury, and it was widely acknowledged as the most expensive place in the village. Its scenic-view king rooms, normally priced at 1,288 yuan a night, were fully booked every day.
Chen Lin led them to the front desk. The moment the owner saw him, his face lit up with a warm smile, and he personally stepped out from behind the counter.
"Mr. Chen! You're here!"
The owner respectfully handed him three key cards.
"Everything's ready. I've reserved our three best lakefront rooms for you. The views are absolutely first-rate!"
To set aside these three rooms for Chen Lin, the village's god of wealth, he had refunded twice the deposits and gone to great lengths to persuade three guests with existing reservations to cancel.
The deal seemed like a loss, but in reality, he had come out way ahead.
Having Mr. Chen owe him a favor mattered more than anything else.
As Li Hongjun took in the exquisitely decorated lobby, which rivaled that of a five-star hotel, he was starting to grow numb from shock.
This was a fucking village guesthouse?
Yet just as Chen Lin was about to assign the rooms, Ning Xiao Yu suddenly stepped forward and tugged pitifully