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That evening, Qi Sheng personally drove, bringing Tao Siyao along to pick up her parents.

Seeing the red Cullinan approaching from a distance, Tao Ronghui couldn’t help but feel a little envious.

Even though his own car was a Bentley—a vehicle far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

But compared to a Rolls-Royce, a Bentley would always be second fiddle.

What’s more, his car was a Bentley Flying Spur, their most entry-level model.

It wasn’t even the Mulsanne, their most prestigious model.

The starting price of a Cullinan alone surpassed that of Bentley’s most expensive model, the Mulsanne.

Not to mention, the cost of a Cullinan’s optional features and market-price adjustments had always been staggering.

The golden Spirit of Ecstasy truly captured the tastes of the ultra-rich.

"Old Tao, this car is truly magnificent!"

Xu Huifang couldn’t help but remark to her husband as she watched the Cullinan draw near.

"Of course it is. That car costs ten million."

If it weren’t for this fact, Tao Ronghui would never have allowed his daughter to successfully sneak out.

Faced with such a top-tier heir...

...even the support he could offer his own daughter was pitifully meager.

The future of their relationship would depend solely on their feelings for each other.

"Dad, Mom."

Tao Siyao got out of the front passenger seat, her greeting tinged with guilt.

"Hmph. So you do have the decency to feel guilty?"

Tao Ronghui said irritably, "I’ve lived a long time, but this is the first I’ve ever heard of a daughter having the heart to get her old man drunk just so she could sneak out to meet her boyfriend."

"Hehe, your tolerance for alcohol is so high. There’s no way I could outdrink you."

Tao Siyao only realized after she had snuck out that her father had been going easy on her.

"At least you have the sense to realize it."

Tao Ronghui shot Tao Siyao a glare, but his expression softened into a smile when he saw Qi Sheng getting out of the car as well.

"Ah Sheng, thank you for coming all this way to pick us up."

"It’s my pleasure. Uncle, Auntie, please get in. I’ve already taken care of all the arrangements at the hotel."

Qi Sheng smiled and pulled open the rear door, his demeanor impeccably polite.

He showed none of the arrogance Tao Ronghui had expected, which made the older couple all the more pleased.

"Tsk, tsk. A Rolls-Royce really is in a different league compared to a Bentley."

Sitting on the soft, comfortable captain’s chairs, he soaked in the luxury that was quintessentially Rolls-Royce.

Even as a Bentley owner himself, he had to admit it.

Bentley was still a far cry from this level of luxurious atmosphere.

Seeing how much Tao Ronghui was enjoying it, Qi Sheng smiled and said, "Uncle, if you like it, feel free to drive it for the next couple of days."

"Oh, I couldn’t possibly. It’s not like I don’t have a car of my own."

Tao Ronghui quickly waved his hands in refusal. He had driven a friend’s Rolls-Royce before.

But as for the latest Cullinan, he had only ever seen one a few times.

Forget driving one—he had never even sat inside.

The social circle of Rolls-Royce owners...

it’s one that’s difficult for even a Bentley owner to break into!

Qi Sheng just smiled, not pressing the issue.

To ordinary people, a car was certainly one of their most valuable assets.

If they lent it to a friend who then got into an accident, they’d be absolutely devastated.

But Qi Sheng had Lord Tong backing him, with an income of fifty to sixty million a month.

’If it got wrecked, he could just buy another one.’

......

「Xixi Wetland, Banyan Tree.」

Tao Ronghui and Xu Huifang were, of course, familiar with this place.

They occasionally arranged for important guests to stay here.

In fact, the two of them had stayed at this very Banyan Tree before.

But who could have imagined that the next time they came to this hotel...

...it would be as the future parents-in-law of the owner.

"Good evening, Boss."

A doorman eagerly came over to open the car door. Seeing Qi Sheng and his group, he quickly bowed and greeted them.

"Mm."

Qi Sheng gave a simple nod and said to Tao Ronghui and Xu Huifang, "Uncle, Auntie, this way, please."

"Oh, alright."

From the doormen’s reactions, it wasn’t hard for Tao Ronghui to tell...

...that Qi Sheng’s status as the big boss was the real deal.

’Tsk, tsk. My future son-in-law is in charge of a hotel group worth billions. As his future father-in-law, I share in the glory.’

Along the way, the hotel staff members were all unfailingly attentive, bowing and offering greetings.

Amidst a chorus of "Good evening, Boss," the four of them entered the hotel’s Baiyun Chinese Restaurant.

Zhou Meng saw Tao Siyao, one of the three potential "boss’s wives," arm-in-arm with a middle-aged woman.

Meanwhile, Qi Sheng was chatting and laughing with a middle-aged man. How could Zhou Meng not understand the situation?

"Good evening, Boss. These two must be Miss Tao’s parents, correct?"

"From now on, whenever Uncle Tao and Aunt Xu visit, put everything directly on my tab."

Qi Sheng smiled and nodded, showing great respect to Tao Ronghui and Xu Huifang.

"Oh, we couldn’t possibly."

Tao Ronghui chuckled and waved his hands in protest.

"I appreciate the thought, but you can’t waive the cost of meals and lodging for me. If you did, how could I have the face to bring my friends here for dinner?"

"Then how about this? Our hotel restaurant is about to undergo renovations. After we reopen, I’ll reserve a private room for you, Uncle. That way, you’ll always have a table waiting, no matter when you come."

The suggestion was a compromise, immediately offered by Zhou Meng, who was naturally adept at handling such situations—a skill that had gotten him to the position of general manager.

"Now that’s a wonderful idea! Once your restaurant is renovated, I’ll be sure to bring plenty of friends over to show my support."

’It wasn’t as if Tao Ronghui had never been to the Banyan Tree before.’

’The food at this restaurant was a far cry from the quality of Jinsha Hall at the Four Seasons Hotel.’

’But this was his future son-in-law’s establishment. Good or not, he had to show his support.’

"Then it’s settled."

Qi Sheng said, not pressing the matter further, then led Tao Ronghui and Xu Huifang into the private dining room.

"Boss, shall I have Chef Huang start sending up the dishes now?"

Zhou Meng didn’t sit down, but stood by the door awaiting instructions.

"You may."

Qi Sheng smiled, nodded, and said to Tao Ronghui, "Uncle, you’ll get to taste the cooking of our restaurant’s new head chef."

"Your restaurant has a new head chef?"

Tao Ronghui was surprised, his expectations rising.

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