Chapter 741 - 372: Shock: The Entire City Is Playing "Girl

Chapter 741: Chapter 372: Shock: The Entire City Is Playing "Girl

Zhao Chun was the owner of a hotel in Coastal City.

His hotel business was doing okay. It was enough to pay salaries, cover the rent, support his family, keep a mistress, and still have some money left over.

In the current economic climate for hotels, that was already quite good.

He had tried to promote the hotel, but its location was genuinely poor. Due to the surrounding roads and other factors, most tourists visiting Coastal City wouldn’t make his hotel their first choice.

But tonight, just after he had finished up with his mistress in his own hotel, he immediately received a call from his manager.

’He really knows how to pick his moments, calling right after I’m done,’ Zhao Chun grumbled. He then answered the phone and heard his manager’s excited voice. "Boss, good news! Great news! All our rooms for tomorrow are fully booked! People have even started booking for the day after, and it looks like that will be booked solid too!"

"What?" Zhao Chun was stunned. "Did we get a company team-building trip?"

His hotel rarely sold out. When they got those kinds of company trips, the profit margin wasn’t actually that high. The organizers would bring in the people but demand a hefty kickback.

"No, they’re all individual guests. I checked, and they’re coming from all over the place," the manager said immediately.

Hearing this, Zhao Chun’s face lit up with joy. Tomorrow’s profits would be huge. He quickly asked, "Then go and make sure we have enough food supplies for tomorrow. And the day after, too."

"Don’t worry, Boss. I’ve already had the supplier make a delivery," the manager reported.

With a face full of glee, Zhao Chun turned to the young mistress beside him and said, "Looks like my luck is good today. The hotel is fully booked, and tomorrow will probably be the same. I’m going to make a killing."

The mistress paused when she heard this. "Maybe it’s not luck. I think I might know why."

"What’s the reason?" Zhao Chun was intrigued.

"Buy me a Louis Vuitton bag tomorrow, and transfer me ten thousand," the mistress said immediately.

Hearing this, Zhao Chun took out his phone and transferred 20,000 to her directly. "Buy the bag yourself. Now, hurry up and tell me the reason."

If the reason she gave was correct, it could be a huge benefit to his future business. He didn’t care about this little bit of money.

The mistress immediately explained, "It’s probably because of Chen Jincheng."

"Chen Jincheng? Who’s that?" Zhao Chun was clueless.

He genuinely didn’t know the name. Why on earth would his hotel’s sudden boom in business have anything to do with some random person?

Was this guy the God of Wealth or something, here to shower him with money?

The mistress stared at him as if she’d seen a ghost. "Have you been living under a rock this year? You don’t even know who Chen Jincheng is? He’s the hottest internet celebrity in Coastal City right now."

"Why would a hotelier like me pay attention to an internet celebrity?" Zhao Chun was a bit speechless.

The mistress was even more exasperated. "Just look up Chen Jincheng online and you’ll understand," she said impatiently. "Otherwise, you’ll just embarrass yourself in front of the guests tomorrow."

She was starting to dislike this sugar daddy of hers for slighting Chen Jincheng.

She had been following Chen Jincheng for a long time and had even donated to him several times. She was a hardcore fan.

She would even switch sugar daddies for Chen Jincheng.

Chen Jincheng could fuck her for free if he wanted to. Her sugar daddy, on the other hand, had to pay.

That was the difference.

’Though, this sugar daddy did give me ten thousand. When Chen Jincheng goes live, I can send him a Carnival.’

’Sigh, if only I could meet a scumbag like Chen Jincheng someday.’

’I want to be an internet celebrity too. I want to win those three-million and five-million prizes.’

’Unfortunately, everyone wants to be a Miss Cheng, but not everyone has Miss Cheng’s luck.’ ℯℯ𝘭.

Zhao Chun, however, had no idea that the mistress beside him was looking down on him and had already mentally cheated on him countless times. He looked up Chen Jincheng online.

The moment he did, he was completely dumbfounded.

He originally thought Chen Jincheng was just some ordinary internet celebrity. Who knew that this "internet celebrity" was friends with Boss Lei, owned a Soda Company, and ran a Company MCN? The market value of each one of those completely dwarfed his own business.

The profit he made from a single Hanfu sale could buy several hotels like his.

And they called this guy an internet celebrity? What the hell?

Furthermore, he quickly understood why his mistress said his hotel’s bookings were connected to Chen Jincheng. It was because of Jinglan City, a project the man had developed and promoted.

He saw the terrifying ticket sales data for Jinglan City.

700,000 tickets.

The official Jinglan City and tourism bureau had released the ticket information, and the numbers truly shocked him.

It wasn’t just today. A huge number of tickets for tomorrow and the day after had also been sold for Jinglan City.

Having been in the hotel business for so long, he naturally knew what a massive impact such a large influx of tourists would have on the industry.

Forget his hotel; he was afraid that every single hotel and guesthouse in the area radiating out from Jinglan City was probably already full.

My god.

It was unbelievable...

Coastal City had plenty of tourist attractions, some of them quite famous, but not a single one had ever drawn this many visitors.

And this attraction was created by a mere internet celebrity.

Was this guy trying to ascend to the heavens?

"This Chen Jincheng really is a God of Wealth," Zhao Chun said, his face a mask of shock. "If I get the chance, I really must thank him properly."

And why wouldn’t he? His hotel was fully booked entirely because of Chen Jincheng.

The mistress immediately said, "Thanking Chen Jincheng is easy. When Jinglan City opens, he’ll definitely be live-streaming. Just go to his stream and send him some donations. Your business is doing this well because of him—if you don’t send him at least ten Carnivals, even I’ll look down on you."

"Fuck! Just tell me when he goes live." Zhao Chun cursed after being taunted, then grabbed his mistress’s head with a wicked grin. "I’m in a good mood now. I need to blow off some steam!"