I became financially independent right after entering college.

Chapter 80 Heading to the Hotel
This was Kim Hyo-joo's first time observing and even riding in a Rolls-Royce, a luxury car synonymous with luxury. Before this, Kim Hyo-joo had mostly learned about this top luxury car brand online.

Being a first-time passenger, it was inevitable that she would feel a bit nervous, curious, and even reserved. Fortunately, Grace, the suite's butler, was there with the driver, so Kim Hyo-joo didn't get into any awkward situations.

Grace was about thirty-five years old. She wore a well-fitting women's suit and a pair of spotless white gloves. Her hair was neatly tied up and she always had a decent smile on her face.

After confirming Bai Chou's identity, Grace politely opened the back door of the Rolls-Royce Phantom for the two of them. After respectfully inviting them into the car, she closed the door and returned to the passenger seat.

This is all to ensure that the distinguished guests of the presidential suite can enjoy the best service and receive the greatest respect.

After all, the Rolls-Royce Phantom is somewhat different from other cars in some small details, and not all presidential suites have ridden or driven this top-of-the-line luxury car.

Sitting in this luxury car, which may cost tens of millions after optional features, both Kim Hyo-joo and Bai Chou, who had some aversion to Rolls-Royce, looked at the interior layout of the limousine with curiosity.

It is not a shame to be ignorant, but it is a shame to pretend to know when you don't.

The extremely luxurious white leather ergonomic seats are not inferior to the first-class seats in most passenger aircraft. The numerous adjustable seat options ensure that any passenger can adjust the seat to the most comfortable position.

There is no need to say much about the dreamlike starry sky ceiling that looks like a real starry sky. The most eye-catching thing is the electro-colored glass that completely separates the front and back rows.

"Mr. Bai, this Rolls-Royce Phantom has an optional partition function. Normally, as long as the sound is not loud enough, the front and back seats cannot hear each other and can only communicate through the intercom system, just like we are doing now.

As long as you press the button on the back of the front seat, which is in front of you, the transparent glass in front and behind the partition will become completely opaque.

Unable to see or hear, this Rolls-Royce Phantom can create a most private space for rear passengers..."

Grace, the housekeeper sitting in the passenger seat, used the intercom system in the car to politely introduce what she thought was the most important function of the car to Kim Hyo-joo and Bai Chou in the back seat.

There was no pretentious talk about how much it would cost to choose these features, but just a brief introduction to the specific functions and how to operate them.

"Ok, I see."

Bai Chou nodded slightly and looked at Grace in the passenger seat through the glass separating the front and back rows: "Grace, how long will it take us to get to the hotel?"

"About forty minutes, sir."

"40 minutes? My girlfriend and I are a little hungry now. I hope the hotel can prepare supper for us in advance."

Bai Chou has never eaten pork, but he has seen pigs run. Staying in the presidential suite of a top luxury hotel and experiencing top-notch butler service are the must-sees in most stories about super-rich people. Having read several stories about super-rich people, Bai Chou took it for granted.

"No problem, Mr. Bai. I will arrange for the kitchen to prepare the dishes for you in advance. Do you have any favorite cuisines or dietary restrictions?"

Bai Chou looked at Jin Xiaozhou beside him and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Normal dishes are fine. I don't have any dietary restrictions."

"Be more casual about both Chinese and Western dishes. Avoid dishes related to animal offal, and also avoid dishes that might trigger trypophobia."

"Okay, Mr. Bai, is there anything else you need?"

Grace noted Bai Chou's instructions, not finding them pretentious or demanding. Of all the presidential suite residents she'd served, Bai Chou was by far the easiest to please. Some of the more demanding ones even had strict requirements for curtain color and length, mattress brand, vase placement, and the brand and quantity of amenities.

On the other hand, if they can't handle these problems, why do they charge such high service fees?

"No, I'll tell you more if there's anything else."

After hanging up the intercom system, Bai Chou casually pressed the button in front of him. The transparent glass in front and behind the partition fogged up in the blink of an eye, and the sound and sight of the front and back rows were completely cut off.

Then, without any hesitation, he hugged Kim Hyo Joo beside him, and couldn't wait to hold his reluctant girlfriend on his lap.

This Rolls-Royce Phantom should be an extended version, with ample legroom, so it won't feel crowded even if two people sit in one seat.

"No, it's better not in the car..."

Kim Hyo-joo sat sideways on Bai Chou's thighs, leaning into her boyfriend's arms with a reluctant look, her arms around her boyfriend's neck, a hint of resistance in her eyes.

In fact, Kim Hyo Joo is not against doing it in the car if that is what her boyfriend wants. But the first time is different. Of course, if her boyfriend wants to do it in the car, she will not refuse.

"Am I as anxious as you think? I just want to hug you."

While saying this, Bai Chou skillfully put his arm around Jin Xiaozhou's waist...

Jin Xiaozhou's cheeks flushed slightly and she moaned subconsciously. She was mentally prepared for further collapse. She waited for a long time before realizing that Bai Chou had not made any further moves except the Northern Expedition.

Ignoring the hand that was moving north, it seemed that he really just wanted to hug her, just like last time on the playground.

With nothing to do, Jin Xiaozhou obediently snuggled in Bai Chou's arms and asked curiously: "Did you book the presidential suite at the Ritz-Carlton? How much did it cost?"

Again, it's 18, a highly information-based era. Even if Kim Hyo-joo hasn't eaten pork, she's seen pigs run.

"About 11 yuan a night." Bai Chou narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.

"It's so luxurious, more than 100,000 yuan for one night's stay." Kim Hyo Joo couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

However, it is not known whether she was shocked and stunned by the high accommodation fee of the presidential suite, or because of something else.

"I also think it's a luxury. Spending hundreds of thousands of yuan for a night is too expensive." Bai Chou, whose consumption concept has not yet completely changed, also feels a little sad.

"Then why are you such a spendthrift? Why don't you do something else with hundreds of thousands of dollars?"

"Just consider it a try. Besides, who do you think I'm spending so much money on?" Bai Chou raised his head slightly and stared at Kim Hyo Joo's delicate face.

Spending more than 100,000 yuan just to stay in a hotel for one night is roughly equivalent to an ordinary guy washing his feet when he is in a good mood.

Washing your feet every day is definitely unbearable and unnecessary. Both wallets can't support it. But occasionally spending a lot of money is fine.

(End of this chapter)