Chapter 1029: Chapter 1028: Neglected
Zhang Xiaodong used to work as a security guard in a neighborhood, so he knows that this talk is mostly evasive. If he were the mayor, he might not need an appointment.
However, what Zhang Xiaodong does not know is that right now, Secretary Zhan Tianlan of Jiang City is also waiting to meet Tian Zhi.
This statement is not exaggerated. Jiang City doesn’t even count as a second-tier city. With tourism as its development prospect, and Tian Zhi being the sole heir of Qingyu, his identity and status are extremely special whenever he walks outside.
When Zhang Xiaodong arrived, he guessed that the little boy probably comes from a wealthy family. But after all, he’s still a child; adults wouldn’t take it seriously, so he didn’t make it too clear. Perhaps he just wanted to confirm something.
To verify Tian Zhi’s existence and confirm that Luo Yirui’s words were not to make fun of him.
For someone like Zhang Xiaodong, especially those deep in the mire, this little recognition is a huge encouragement to him, even a motivation to keep striving in life.
"No appointment needed, and don’t bother making one for me, I’m just asking." Zhang Xiaodong smiled, saying as he prepared to turn and leave.
The receptionist looked speechless, who said she would make an appointment for him? Could he actually make an appointment with Mr. Tian!
Zhang Xiaodong had taken a couple of steps when he suddenly thought of something, pulled out the small porcelain bottle from his pocket and returned to the front desk, "Could you help me give this to Tian Zhi? A boy gave it to me, and please pass along my thanks."
He explained that the item should be returned to that child. The child’s innocent eyes, kind heart, continued to provide him with great encouragement.
Especially that sentence: Those with unyielding bones can stand tall!
Zhang Xiaodong placed the small porcelain bottle on the front desk and turned to leave. The receptionist, seeing the small porcelain bottle, suddenly widened her eyes, quickly picked it up, turned it over, and indeed saw a "Bei" character on the bottom!
Anyone who works in the Heavenly Blessing Hotel knows that those who possess this kind of small porcelain bottle are people of high status, even the mayor or Secretary Zhan must step aside when they come.
"Sir, please wait!" The receptionist hurriedly chased after him.
With his long legs, Zhang Xiaodong walks quickly, he has already reached the building’s entrance when he heard the voice and stopped.
He turned to see the receptionist holding the small porcelain bottle, jogging over, and he was somewhat perplexed, "What’s wrong?"
The receptionist came up to him and said, "Sir, may I ask how you got this small porcelain bottle?"
Zhang Xiaodong raised his eyebrow, hadn’t he just explained?
"A boy gave it to me, asking me to find Tian Zhi." Zhang Xiaodong answered.
The receptionist hurriedly replied, "Apologies for the neglect, I’m very sorry, please follow me."
Zhang Xiaodong looked surprised; this turnaround is a bit too fast. What exactly is the small porcelain bottle?
When the boy gave him the small porcelain bottle, Zhang Xiaodong looked at it; it was just a normal small porcelain bottle, but now the small porcelain bottle suddenly caused the receptionist’s attitude to reverse, still a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn, indicating the bottle’s value might not be high, but its significance is different.
Zhang Xiaodong followed the receptionist towards the back of the hall, this side was even more opulently decorated, although it was one hall, there were two styles of decoration, and yet the two styles were integrated without seeming abrupt or discordant.
Due to Zhang Xiaodong’s attire, he attracted quite a bit of attention from people walking in the hall, especially when they saw him headed towards the VIP private elevator, they were even more astonished.
There are two VIP private elevators in total, one for people of status, and another exclusively for residents on the top floor.
Now a person dressed in old jeans and an old shirt, like a laborer, was standing in front of the elevator leading directly to the top floor.
The receptionist returned the small porcelain bottle to Zhang Xiaodong, "Sir, the elevator goes directly to the top floor; someone will greet you there. I deeply apologize for the previous rudeness, and hope you can forgive me."
"Oh, it’s okay, it’s okay." Zhang Xiaodong quickly said.
The receptionist was so sincere in her apology, and for nothing major, moreover, he didn’t feel slighted, even though there was disdain in his heart, he didn’t show it on the surface; his professional demeanor was already very high.
Zhang Xiaodong took the small porcelain bottle and got on the elevator, suddenly beginning to ruminate, how has it all turned out completely different from what he had anticipated?
As the elevator doors closed, he began to study the elevator; truthfully, he had never seen such a luxurious elevator, this elevator is probably worth more than his entire house!
Upon exiting the elevator, there really was an attendant standing there waiting; Zhang Xiaodong never had such treatment before, he felt momentarily flustered.
For people like him, the harder you treat them, the harder they become, and if you treat them well, they instead soften.
The attendant respectfully led the way ahead, occasionally glancing sideways to check if Zhang Xiaodong was keeping up.
The rooms on the top floor are all single-digit numbered; in such a large building, the top floor rooms are surprisingly single-digit, each room must be spacious!
The leading attendant stopped at a room’s door, beside the attendant stood a young man, with a countenance of indifference watching Zhang Xiaodong.
"You may leave." The young man said to the attendant.
The attendant slightly bowed before leaving.
The young man scrutinized Zhang Xiaodong, and Zhang Xiaodong studied the young man; he noticed the young man seemed skilled, young but probably nimble.
"Come on in." The young man said, opening the door and gesturing for Zhang Xiaodong to enter.
Upon entering, Zhang Xiaodong realized, indeed poverty limits imagination. This isn’t a hotel room; it’s entirely an ultra-luxurious apartment!
The enormous living room is larger than his house’s entire floor area, spacious and bright, with large floor-to-ceiling windows, bar, dining room fully equipped, and the television, he’d never seen such a big one.
"Please have a seat."
Zhang Xiaodong was so startled by the interior setup that he was momentarily dazed, hearing a gentle voice brought him back to reality, feeling a bit awkward, seeing the clean, tidy sofa he hesitated to sit down.
"I’ll just stand, are you Tian Zhi?"
Though the young man seated on the sofa before him was very young, Zhang Xiaodong subconsciously used deferential language, as identity determines hierarchy.
Tian Zhi smiled and nodded, glanced at Xing Jun, who stepped forward and gestured politely, "Please sit."
To continue refusing would seem pretentious; Zhang Xiaodong had no choice but to sit down.
"What did the boy who gave you the small porcelain bottle say?" Tian Zhi inquired.
Zhang Xiaodong remained silent for a moment before relating the incident, then realizing when involving those with power, even wealthy ones might find it hard to withstand.
So on this day, he might return with nothing, as they wouldn’t stand against those people just due to a child’s goodwill.
