Presidential suite

Josh frowned slightly and ignored them, dragging his luggage into the hotel.

"A standard room please." Conrad took out his identity card, and Lara followed suit shyly.

The pretty staff at the front desk checked on the hotel's database and said, "I'm sorry, today's standard room has been fully booked."

"Ah..." Lara's face was full of dissatisfaction and loss.

Conrad continued to ask, "How about a larger room?"

"I'm really sorry." The pretty staff at the front desk checked again, her tone extremely apologetic. "Only the presidential suite is currently available."

Conrad probed carefully, "The presidential suite? How much is that?"

He said so in a hesitant tone. For them, they would usually get a standard room that costs a few hundred dollars every time they got a room. As students, it was already pretty extravagant for them to spend a few hundred dollars like this.

"Yes, it's 10,000 dollars for the presidential suite."

Conrad shook his head hurriedly. "It's way too expensive."

"Forget it, let's go find another hotel," Lara muttered and pulled Conrad out.

But before they went out, they saw josh walking to the front desk.

"This loser really thinks that he is rich after picking up 2,000 dollars. Just look at his beggar-looking clothes? How dare he try to book a room in this kind of place?" Lara sneered.

Conrad also sneered. He was pretty sure that this guy had most two thousand dollars on him. He would definitely be shocked to death once he heard the price for a night in the presidential suite.

However...

"How's that even possible?" Conrad's mind was filled with doubt as he watched josh walking towards the elevator with the room card in his hand.

"What's going on? Wasn't there no standard room?"

"How did that trash manage to get a room?"

Lara saw it too, and she became more and more annoyed. She walked quickly to the front desk and patted it hard, asking defiantly, "Hey, didn't you just say that there was no standard room left? Why did you let that person book one then? Call your manager! I'm going to make a complaint that you are cheating your customers!"

Conrad's face was cold too. After all, he was a VIP member of this hotel. How could he be fooled by such a receptionist? He was full of anger. "Hurry up and call out your manager."

The reception girl at the front desk was stunned. After a long pause, she said helplessly, "You two misunderstood me. The standard rooms are indeed all fully booked. The room that sir has booked just now is the presidential suite."

"How is it possible?" Lara's face changed, before she retorted hurriedly, "It's impossible. How can that broke idiot afford to book a presidential suite?"

The girl at the front desk handed over a form of available rooms just printed now. When the two of them saw the only VIP suite had been taken two minutes earlier, and all the rooms were checked-in, their faces changed dramatically.

"Could it be that he picked up more than two thousand? Probably twenty thousand?" Conrad could only think of such a possibility.

"It's very likely!" Lara was even more jealous. That broke idiot actually picked up 20,000 dollars! This was almost her living expenses for one year! What a stroke of luck!

"He is really good at spending money! Picking up 20,000 dollars and spending half of it lavishly, such a spendthrift!" Lara was bitter, and her face was full of discontent.

"Idiots are still idiots. He probably thinks that he is rich with that little sum of money. 20,000 dollars is my dad's income for three or four days, but my dad will never waste it by booking a presidential suite. How dare a broke idiot like him even spend his slim stroke of luck like this! Hilarious!" Conrad laughed disdainfully.

Chuck placed his luggage in his room and went downstairs to eat. When Lara saw him coming down from the elevator, she thought of something and whispered, "This loser loves to show off, right? Why don't we play around with him for a while?"

Conrad was puzzled, "But how?"

Lara smiled slyly and shouted at him, "Hey, josh!"