Who would still be a social slave when they are so rich?

"Winter in Northeast China—the northwest wind blows, and snow always falls on the lamps in the middle of the night! Ah, those thick cotton-padded trousers—they're the best at keeping out the wind..."

Su Yan was completely absorbed in the music playing on his phone, swaying his head and humming along to the lyrics, completely oblivious to Su Chen's slightly disdainful look beside him. It was as if his brother had been "possessed" by a Northeasterner.

Halfway there, Su Yan somehow found a small microphone, and as if his musical talent had been unlocked, he started a concert in the RV!
However... to be fair, although Su Yan is tone-deaf, he sings Northeastern songs quite well. I don't know if it's because of the songs themselves, or because his voice is rough and suited to singing Northeastern folk songs.

"Brother Stone~ You sang so well!" As his girlfriend, Lin Xiaoyu provided excellent emotional support, clapping and praising him from time to time, which made Su Yan feel like he had been injected with chicken blood.

Su Yan sang all the way, and besides this song, he sang seven or eight other songs, all folk songs and ballads from Northeast China. He showed no sign of resting and it was a mystery where he got so much energy.

Is this what people mean when they say "a happy event makes one feel refreshed"?
When the song ended, Su Yan finally put down the microphone, grabbed a bottle of mineral water, and gulped it down in a few big gulps. He didn't seem to be quenching his thirst, so he picked up another bottle and downed a third of it before finally letting out a "refreshing" sound.

"Big brother~ why don't you sing for a bit?" Seeing his older brother looking at him, he thought he wanted to sing, so he immediately handed him the microphone.

Seeing the microphone already handed to him, Su Chen's eye twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes at Su Yan, "Do you think everyone's like you, acting like they've eaten some kind of superhuman stuff?"

Su Chen pushed the microphone away impatiently and casually pulled up the sunshade curtains on the car window, revealing rows of tall buildings.

"Have we arrived in Harbin?" Su Yan asked curiously, looking at the scenery outside the window. He couldn't help it; he was having so much fun that he had forgotten the time.

Before Su Chen could answer, the partition between the trailer and the driver's cab was opened, and the driver's voice rang out: "Boss, we just got off the highway. Where do you think we should go now? Or should we find the nearest RV campsite and settle the RV in first?"

After a moment's thought, Su Chen said, "Let's go to the CBD of Harbin. It's on the banks of the Songhua River, opposite the Ice and Snow World. I remember there's a campervan campsite near the river there, which is a good place to park."

Upon hearing this, the driver immediately replied, "Okay, boss," and then used the vehicle's walkie-talkie to contact another RV, told them the next destination, and hurriedly set off in the lead vehicle towards the destination Su Chen had mentioned.

The Ritz-Carlton is located in Daoli District, while Su Chen and his group got off the road in Songbei District. Getting there would mean crossing the entire city of Harbin. Fortunately, they only had to take Songbei Avenue, which led them to the vicinity of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel.

This also made their convoy of two adults and three children the focus of attention in Harbin. After all, even in Harbin, where luxury cars are everywhere, it is rare to see such a group traveling together.

Everyone is speculating about who this person is, that they travel with two RVs, they must really know how to enjoy life.

Not long after the convoy entered the elevated highway, Lin Xiaoyu, as if she had discovered something interesting, pointed out the window and excitedly shouted, "Hey~ Brother Stone, Big Brother, look, there's a gourd over there!"

Following the direction Lin Xiaoyu pointed, Su Chen and his companions saw a huge gourd hanging on the soundproof wall of the elevated road, weighing about seven or eight pounds. Many passing cars slowed down accordingly.

"It really is a big gourd, why hasn't anyone picked it?" A hint of surprise flashed in Su Chen's eyes, and he blurted out subconsciously.

Upon hearing this, Su Chen immediately gave Su Yan a look that said, "You want to be a boss? Don't you know that loose lips sink ships?"

Upon hearing this, Su Yan's expression froze. He realized that he might have misspoke, but he couldn't understand what he had said wrong.

Seemingly noticing the confusion on Su Yan's face, Su Chen continued, "This gourd symbolizes good fortune and prosperity. Do you think that if these people from Harbin who drive to work see good fortune and prosperity every day, it means that today will be a wonderful day?"

Su Yan wasn't stupid; he just didn't think things through in front of his family. He immediately understood the meaning behind Su Chen's words: the "Fortune and Prosperity" hanging there represented the hopes of countless people in Harbin, and Su Chen had just said he would take it down…

Thinking of this, Su Yan couldn't help but shudder. Fortunately, these were all his own people. If they had been from Bingcheng when he said those words, he probably would have been skinned alive by their eyes.

"If you don't believe me, you can open Douyin and see if there are many videos about this gourd in Bingcheng!" Su Chen said confidently.

Upon hearing this, not only Su Yan, but also Lin Xiaoyu and even Chen Fei silently took out their phones to check.

A moment later, three exclamations rang out from inside the RV: "Brother, you're amazing! At least half of the ten videos on Douyin are about this gourd, and quite a few people drive here specifically to check it out!"

Su Chen smiled but didn't say anything. His confidence just now wasn't just him showing off, but rather his understanding of human nature.

If such a scene were to occur in the Guangdong and Guangxi regions, the level of excitement on Douyin would probably be more than ten times that of Harbin.

This incident was a minor episode and was quickly forgotten by everyone, who then started discussing a new topic – who booked the room.

Su Yan insisted on arranging rooms for Su Chen and Chen Fei, claiming he was in charge of the family trip.

"You two just need to take good care of your second uncle and Uncle Lin. I'll arrange my own room!" Su Chen smiled and waved his hand as he looked at Su Yan and Lin Xiaoyu, who were on the same side.

"Brother, it's not like I'm short of money. Even if I booked everything, it would only cost a few thousand yuan more per day. I can afford that!" Su Yan looked at his older brother with a puzzled expression, wondering why he insisted on arranging the accommodation himself.

It's just the Ritz-Carlton, it costs four figures a day. When you travel, you should have fun and stay in a comfortable place!
Su Chen smiled, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and then gave Chen Fei a look, saying, "You talk to him about it..."

Su Yan and Lin Xiaoyu's curious gazes immediately fell on Chen Fei's face, and Chen Fei chuckled and said, "Xiao Yanzi, the boss's room costs four figures a day."

"How much would that cost?" Su Chen immediately realized that his four-figure room was already considered a business suite; if he were to upgrade, it would only be…

"Big brother, you don't actually want to stay in the presidential suite, do you?" Su Yan swallowed nervously after saying that. He had specifically checked the price of the presidential suite at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel when he was looking at the hotel rooms.

A whopping 80,000! And then there are five 8s in total!
It gave him a jolt at the time, and he thought to himself that choosing to stay in such an expensive presidential suite must be incredibly risky. He never expected the comeback to happen so quickly.

"Hmm! What's wrong?" Su Chen's lips curled up slightly as he teased, "With my net worth, staying in a presidential suite isn't too much to ask, is it?"

"Hehe!" Su Yan immediately stood up from his chair, took a quick step and squatted down next to Su Chen, eagerly pinching Su Chen's arm and saying, "Big brother, I was shallow. Do you think you should arrange one for me too? I've never seen what a presidential suite looks like in my life, and I don't know what it's like to sleep in one for a night."

"Of course... I'm definitely not doing this for myself. I just want my parents, my in-laws, and Xiaoyu to be more comfortable!"

At this moment, Su Yan had completely lost his honest and simple appearance; he was now the embodiment of a lackey. Lin Xiaoyu, standing to the side, was so embarrassed that she covered her face, but there was also a hint of expectation in her eyes beneath her hands.

After all, that's the presidential suite. Some people never even know what the view from inside that suite is like.

"Alright, alright! If you keep squeezing like that, my hands are going to be turned into dough. Don't you know how strong your hands are?" Su Chen patted Su Yan's massaging hands and pulled his own hands away.

He gave Su Yan a look that said, "Go back and sit down," and then instructed Chen Fei, who was standing next to him, "Call that beautiful butler from the Ritz-Carlton named Sasha and have her arrange two presidential suites. You can handle the rest!"

"Yes, sir!" Chen Fei said, taking out his phone and dialing.

Seeing this, Su Yan excitedly put his arm around Lin Xiaoyu's shoulder and exclaimed, "Brother, you're the best!"

Su Chen shook his head speechlessly. Who was it that insisted on arranging the hotel in the first place?

They're the kind of people who just won't listen no matter what you say.

……

The Ritz-Carlton, hotel lobby!
Sasha was chatting with the lobby manager and the receptionists behind the front desk.

"I'm afraid we'll be starving again this month. I wonder when winter will come. I hope it will come half a month early!" Sasha sighed, resting her delicate chin on one hand.

As the housekeeper of the presidential suite, she generally doesn't seek out ordinary clients. After all, she'd rather spend her energy posting on social media to see if any of her old customers have time to patronize her business.

"Sister Sasha, stop showing off. One presidential suite client like you is enough to keep us busy for half a year. If I weren't incompetent, I would also like to be the butler of the presidential suite!" The receptionist said to Sasha with a hint of resentment in her eyes.

For those of them who specialize in front desk work, their monthly salary plus bonuses is only six or seven thousand yuan, but even so, they are considered top performers in their profession in Harbin.

Compared to a butler like Sasha in a presidential suite, there's no comparison. For clients she brings in herself, the commission starts at least at 25%, and some even reach 40%. You can imagine how much they earn.

"You!" Sasha poked her best friend with her finger and scolded her with a laugh, "What do you mean you're not capable enough? You're just lazy. You have the figure and the looks. Except for your lack of professional skills, you're qualified in every other way!"

"It's no use talking to her like that. You need to find enough motivation for her and let her see the real benefits. Otherwise, she'll be like a toad, jumping around all the time!" The lobby manager, a caring older sister, saw through the receptionist's little scheme at a glance.

While the income of the female housekeeper in the presidential suite is closely related to her efforts, not everyone is a "sucker" willing to spend more than 80,000 yuan to stay for one night. Only in winter, when the Ice and Snow World is open, do many wealthy people come, which is also the busiest time for Sasha, the female housekeeper.

During the off-season, there might not be a single customer for a presidential suite for two or three months. If they relied solely on their base salary, they would probably be broke every month. This is why the receptionist doesn't have much motivation.

Just then, Sasha's phone rang. When she saw that the contact name was "private jet," she jumped up from her chair, startling the lobby manager and the receptionist next to her!
"So excited~ Could it be that your boyfriend called?" the lobby manager couldn't help but tease, completely unaware that it was a customer.

"How could that bastard call me!" Sasha waved her phone in front of the lobby manager, then walked aside to answer the call!

"Hey sis, what's wrong? Why are you spacing out?" The receptionist, seeing the lobby manager lost in thought, quickly asked, "Who called Sister Sasha? What made you so flustered?"

The lobby manager, snapping out of his daze, smacked his lips, glanced at Sasha who was excitedly making a phone call, and then replied, "I don't know who it is. I only saw the note that it's a private jet!"

Upon hearing the words "private jet," the receptionist gasped in shock. What kind of important person was this, to actually own a private jet? In her mind, only a handful of people in Northeast China were qualified to own private jets, and for them, a hundred million was just a small sum once they crossed the Shanhaiguan Pass.

"My goodness, where does Sister Sasha know such an important person?" The receptionist's gaze towards Sasha suddenly held a hint of something indescribable, as if becoming the housekeeper of the presidential suite wasn't out of the question.

Sasha finished her call quickly, her face beaming with undisguised joy. Before the lobby manager could even ask, she blurted out, "Sister, arrange for the highest level of hospitality. Have the waiters and doormen prepare the entrance."

After saying that, he immediately turned to the receptionist and said, "Presidential suites... two suites, for two days first. Immediately notify the logistics department to check the room conditions and get it done within ten minutes. Also, make sure to arrange the fruit and snacks!"

Upon hearing that it was two presidential suites for two days, the lobby manager and the receptionist were both shocked. The room fee alone was over 300,000 yuan, and even with the lowest commission, Sasha would earn 70,000 to 80,000 yuan.

Moreover, judging from Sasha's words, these two days are only temporary, and it might continue for another day or two.

Suppressing their shock, the two, relying on their professional skills, immediately picked up their walkie-talkies and began to arrange the tasks Sasha had just instructed them to do.

In an instant, the entire Ritz-Carlton Hotel seemed to be powered by a motor, with everyone operating at peak efficiency. (End of Chapter)