Chapter 55: The Prestige of the Crescent Hotel (Part 4)

Chapter 55: The Prestige of the New Moon Hotel

"Gulp!" Terrified by Wu Yu's overwhelming presence just a moment ago, Fatty wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"I say, little Comrade Innocent, I really think Master Yu was right. You are, after all, the Third Young Master of the Wu family. Whether you like the title or not, your status hasn't changed. Wherever you go, you represent the prestige of the Wu family. We businessmen all know one fundamental principle: if you cannot maintain a good reputation for yourself, no one will be willing to do business with you."

"I... I..." Wu Tianzhen stammered for a long time without being able to string a coherent sentence together, until Fatty half-pushed and half-dragged him out of the car.

"Oh my goodness, Master Yu really knows how to pick a spot!" Upon reaching the entrance, Fatty realized that this was actually Beijing's renowned high-end luxury shopping district!

"Just how much money is on Master Yu's card?" Fatty asked, looking anxiously at Tianzhen.

"Don't worry, my younger brother's card is a gold card. With this, even if he didn't have cash, swiping a few million wouldn't be a problem at all," Wu Tianzhen said.

"Master Yu is truly a boss!" Fatty's eyes lit up the moment he heard this. "Let's go, let's go! Fatty here has never been to a place this high-end to shop in all his life!"

Before long, the two of them had picked out an outfit from head to toe. Looking at his suited and booted reflection in the mirror, Fatty couldn't help breaking into a wide grin. "Damn it! If I had known dressing up could make me look this handsome, I wouldn't have gone around looking like such a slob all these years!"

"You really have the nerve to say that!" Wu Tianzhen looked at his own reflection in the mirror, a faint smile spreading across his face.

This was the first time he had ever worn a suit, and it unconsciously made him feel a bit more composed and grounded. It seemed that at this very moment, he had grown up a great deal.

If Wu钰 knew what was going on in his head, he would surely have burst out into hearty laughter. Can one truly transform into an adult simply by putting on a suit?

It had to be said that Tianzhen was, after all, still innocent.

When the two returned to the car, Wu钰 was already standing there, looking as if he had been waiting for quite some time.

Wu钰 was dressed in a deep purple casual suit, with subtle dark gold borders faintly visible, weaving out the intricate pattern of a giant vine. It radiated an aura of noble elegance that left people utterly spellbound.

"Holy cow, Master Yu, this outfit of yours is insanely awesome!" Fatty exclaimed excitedly. "How come I didn't see it on the racks? Which brand is it from?"

"This outfit must be custom-made, which is why it doesn't have a regular brand," Wu Tianzhen guessed after taking a closer look. "When we walked in, I saw a directory sign by the stairwell indicating that there are private bespoke designers on the top floor. Only those professional designers could craft an outfit of this caliber in just over an hour."

"High-end custom tailoring!" Fatty slapped his thigh, finally understanding. "Good grief, that must have cost a fortune! Tianzhen and I only spent a little over three hundred thousand on our outfits combined."

"Over two million," Wu钰 stated simply. "I'll drive, or you two won't make it there before eight o'clock."

Hearing this, the two checked the time and hurriedly jumped into the car, not daring to delay any further.

As Wu钰 took the wheel, speeding all the way, Fatty felt a pang of heartache. He mentally calculated the consequences and finally gave up—his driver's license was basically as good as dead.

"Sir, entry is prohibited tonight without an invitation."

After a drive full of drifting, they finally arrived at the New Moon Hotel right on time, only to be stopped dead at the entrance.

"Master Yu, what do we do now?" Fatty immediately looked at Wu钰 upon hearing this.

"I am Wu钰, and this is Wu Tianzhen. We don't have an invitation letter, but you can check your records; our names should have been added," Wu钰 stepped forward and said.

Hearing this, the rod-wielding guard at the door glanced at the woman in a qipao standing behind him.

The woman lowered her head in silence and began searching for the two names on her computer terminal before finally stepping forward. "Mr. Wu钰, hello. Your name has indeed been added, and your credit limit is more than sufficient to attend tonight's auction. Welcome to the New Moon Hotel."

"What do you mean?" Wu钰 raised an eyebrow. "What about the two of them?"

"I am very sorry, Mr. Wu钰," the woman replied, shaking her head. "The assets of the Third Young Master are insufficient to attend this auction, and his guarantor, Mr. Wu Sanshu, still has an outstanding balance of twenty-three million with us that has not been settled. Therefore, Mr. Wu Sanshu's privileges have been frozen."

"If you wish to activate Mr. Wu Sanshu's privileges, that balance must be paid off first."

"Twenty-plus million, I can—"

"Younger brother!" Tianzhen hastily stopped Wu钰 and shook his head. "Little brother, I've heard Panzi mention Third Uncle's account balance before. Some matters involved therein implicate other parties, so it's not convenient for us to cover the payment."

"Is that so?" Wu钰 looked at Wu Tianzhen thoughtfully, said nothing more, and turned to the woman. "Then I can act as Wu Tianzhen's guarantor, right?"

"No, you cannot!" The woman shook her head once again. "Mr. Wu钰's assets are naturally unquestionable, and he is fully qualified to be a guarantor. However, according to our hotel's rules, anyone visiting the New Moon Hotel for the first time cannot act as a guarantor for others. Therefore, while we warmly welcome your visit, Mr. Wu Tianzhen and Mr. Wang Banyue cannot enter unless there is another eligible guarantor."

"Hey! Fatty here has quite a temper, and I refuse to believe we can't get in today!" Fatty declared, rolling up his sleeves as if ready for a fight. But for some reason, at that exact moment, at least a dozen pairs of eyes—both near and far—suddenly turned to look at him.

"Good grief, why does this place feel so creepy?" Fatty couldn't help muttering.

"Aren't you people being a bit too rigid? I have the qualifications to guarantee someone, yet I'm not allowed to do it?" Wu钰 pressed a hand to his forehead, truly out of options at this point.

After all, although he had heard of the New Moon Hotel before, this was indeed his very first time here.

When he first came to Beijing, Wu Erbai had been terrified that he would stir up trouble and cause complications, so he had designated several places that must never be approached, and the New Moon Hotel was right at the top of the list.

"Then I'll act as their guarantor!" At that moment, a refined young man dressed in a white suit walked over. "Tianzhen, why are you here?"

Seeing the newcomer, Tianzhen lit up with joy. "Xiao! Why did you come here too? Are you attending the auction?"

"Mm, you could say that," Xie Xiao smiled. "Our family has some items to sell, so I came to take a look and join in the fun."

He then glanced at the woman nearby. "May I act as their guarantor?"

"Welcome, Ninth Master Xie!" This time, the woman did not object; she stepped back two paces and bowed in invitation. Within the Nine Gates, Xie Xiao was addressed as Little Ninth Master out of respect for seniority and familial ties.

Yet outside, this very Xie Xiao was the absolute head of the Xie family, whose word was law—Ninth Master Xie!

"Mm," Xie Xiao nodded faintly and walked inside first.

Wu钰 followed closely behind. Looking at the two figures ahead of him, Wu Tianzhen suddenly began to understand what Wu钰 had meant when speaking to him before they got out of the car.

Thinking of the two men walking ahead, and then looking at himself... inexplicably, a deep sense of frustration welled up from the bottom of his heart.